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A gentle warmth spread over the whole bay. The only movement was that of the swell and tide dissipating into the bay. Dozens of draw boats lifting together on the peaks of the swell and settling back into the troughs.
They all appeared poised and ready to jump at the sound of a starting gun. But with no sails or a trace of a mechanical engine, there was no visual way to see what drove these sleek spirits of the ocean. Each and every one of them looked set for speed and endurance, but unless you had seen one of them in action, you wouldn't have any idea of how they drive the power of the sea.
I had read about them in text and held some interest in the power that they held, but it was now time to slide through the heads and drive through the swells out and beyond the horizon.
Gary and our two cheeky deck hands spent the next moments straightening up the supply area and ensuring our quarters were in order. We had all that we needed, hopefully! Gary threw out orders with Max and Pei dancing all over Hi-Sun carrying out dozens of rapid tasks like little lightning beavers.
Gary held us both in his gaze and assured us that there was nothing needed for us to do. His warm smile gave us confidence, but also an air of excitement and exhilaration with what we were about to experience. He gave out the last orders to Max and Pei, then giggled to himself with his own sense of pleasure.
"All in," Gary called loudly and on the tip of his command, Hi-Sun lifted and, curving through the water, we drove straight off and smoothly away from the wharf. The lifting motion and thrust forward felt absolutely incredible. Mila and I both lost it and laughed together with excitement.
"Wow! What an incredible feeling!" Mila just smiled and smiled.
Gary was riding Hi-Sun from the drive deck. He held two control rods in his hand and was timing his turns smoothly with the rhythm of the light swell in the bay. Hi-Sun drew long easy turns toward the heads and within what seemed like seconds, we were thrusting past the heads and driving long sleek strides directly through the larger ocean swells.
An initial feeling of slight fear combined with exhilaration filled us both, but we were reassured by Gary, Max and Pei as the three of them just went about their tasks. Our speed multiplied and the land behind us fell away and became the horizon within minutes. Gary carved the length of Hi-Sun at an optimum angle taking a heightened advantage on the clean lines of ocean swell.
Why we were not driving up and down with the peaks and troughs of the waves at first confused me. Then it dawned upon me that we were lifted out of the water and our hull was steadily placed on top of a lower, horizontal driving keel. Gary could read my question. He waved for me to come across to the port side and look down to the clear blue water underneath.
Below us I could see a sleek motionful length, somewhat like that of an eel. It was bending and driving and holding the line of power as it passed through each rising swell. We were structured above its middle section of which was easily holding a clean driving line.
We may as well have been gliding on the back of an albatross. We were fast and felt like we could outrun anything imaginable to travel the water tops of this great ocean. Hi-Sun was way too fast. The last dusk of orange glow turned into clean sparkling night with deep clusters of starry universes stretched out far and wide.
"Now we eat," called Gary. Somehow and completely unnoticed to Mila and myself, Max and Pei had prepared a feast for our eyes. We ate and laughed and ate plenty more.
Gary gave his orders to sleep, "Eat well my friends for tomorrow always brings more than we are ready for. You will need your energy. I will need your assistance. So if you thought you were along for a pleasure cruise, I am sorry to have led you astray. Sleep now my youthful adventurers. Max and Pei will have breakfast aplenty for you in the morning."
Gary checked the drive of Hi-Sun and then assured that we had all that was needed to set down for the night. Mila and I just snuggled in and dozed off to the smooth motions of our floating friend.
The peaceful skies showed nothing ahead other than clean sailing. What could this tiny and unarmed team be heading for? Tomorrow will be a new day.