© Jules Paige
When Captain Josh got the call, “The Game’s been canceled.” he wasn’t surprised. The rain had been falling for three days. It just meant that on this afternoon’s run to the mainland his boat, The Spray, would be close to empty. The island’s ball team would not be playing, and the town’s fans would be staying home.
He had commitments, pick up the mail and meet the UPS truck, as will as delivering today’s catch of fish and crabs. He made this run a couple times a day, only 8 miles of open water across the sound. Even though
it was a steady job, he really enjoyed it, plenty of fresh air and lots of time to study the waterfowl, especially as he navigated the channel out of the island town. The only times he didn’t enjoy the trip was in the dead of winter when the temperatures were below freezing and the snow was blowing.
With an empty boat today’s run would be fast, but a boat also wasn’t as stable as when it was fully loaded. There were times he’d be carrying as many as 20 on board, as well as a few kayaks and bicycles, all tourists.
Sunday Photo Fiction Each week a photo is used, donated by one of the participants of Sunday Photo Fiction, and the idea is to write a story with the photo as a prompt in around 200 words. The photo doesn’t have to be centre stage, there have been times when I have had to read the story a few times to spot where the prompt is hidden.