Henry passed Ryan a small bucket from under the seat.
“Try getting some water out of the boat, I am going to try to get us to shore before we gain too much water.”
Ryan rapidly started to dump water overboard, but more and more kept on pouring in. Henry turned the key to the engine, but nothing happened.
“The engine won’t start let me try again”
He turned the key again; the engine made a soft roar and came to life. Henry accelerated the boat and pointed towards shore, one mile away.
“Ryan pour the water out faster!”
“I am moving as fast as I can!”
The boat was now half filled with water and the engine was slowly dying. Ryan filled the bucket with water and threw all of his strength behind the throw. The bucked flew out of the boat.
“Henry, the bucket is gone.”
The engine died and the boat stopped moving.
“Henry the boat is not moving.”
“Ryan we are in trouble.”
“Should we try to swim to shore?”
The two boys turned their heads port side. It was Henry’s Dad in the Wizard.
“You guys are ridiculous. Let me give you hand.”
He helped the two boys up onto the Wizard and tied the Blueberry to his stern.
“Next time you guys want to go out on the boat just ask me.”
I was seven years old the summer Henry and I snuck his Dad’s boat out. Since then I have been on many more adventures with my friend and continue to enjoy those long summer days in the east end.
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