tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1195567245741280248.post7485046687594540614..comments2018-08-10T22:39:03.936-05:00Comments on 365 days 1 novel: Jennifer Bisbinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15228366232725182616noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1195567245741280248.post-92217436511607142332010-09-16T10:37:42.530-05:002010-09-16T10:37:42.530-05:00I was on holiday in the Everglades. Having borrow...I was on holiday in the Everglades. Having borrowed my grandfather's airboat, my friend Travis and I were going to spend a couple of nights cruising around, sleeping on the boat, fishing, drinking beer and smoking cigarettes. The first day of traveling through the swamp was pretty uneventful and relaxing. I caught a couple of pan fish that we cooked up on the miniature propane stove and slept well in a beer-induced slumber. The next morning we headed out again. I was driving and going faster than I probably should have been- didn't hear the gas can fall from the rear of the boat. That night it was pretty much more of the same, more fish, beer, cigarettes, and good vacation conversation. Staring at the beautiful fern covered cyprus trees, water hyacinths, and mangroves in the distance gave some sort fulfillment of our wanderlust. Slept well on the deck again and woke up to a foreign rubbing sound on the hull, starboard side. Travis had awoken just a few moments before me and was giving me the most wet-eyed look that I had ever seen. It was, at least, an 8 hour ride back to the launch and we had almost no gas and were surrounded by a dozen or so alligators.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15043294551893155348noreply@blogger.com