The sun had just crested the horizon, the smell of the sea thick in the air, the pleasant aromas from the port still lingering about. On the docks, where the ship has been anchored, it is already alive with activity as the new passengers are making their way up the loading platform, the many notched planks reaching up to the main deck where they are greeted, with a gruff and grunt, by the veteran shipmates who are not thrilled with the new ‘batch’ coming aboard. They file on, one by one, to stand by another group of the crew who are awaiting the captain’s presence. More than one of them eyeing the weapons and stern looks up the battle hardened crew.
If they only knew the half of it.
Standing there amidst the squalls of flying seagulls, the captain’s door finally opens bringing everyone to attention. The salty dog makes his way over, looking each one of them up and down, sizing them up, one by one. Read More →