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I write short stories, (buy my e-books below!) talk about the writing process and take the odd photograph. I'm on Twitter @kilbo.
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The algae green Salish Sea roiled and boiled with orange and white anemones, kelp, and bits of unidentifiable jetsam like the devil’s cioppino beneath me. My grip on the ketch was precarious, having grabbed a cleat near the stem, and I slammed into the side of the boat as it pitched violently side to side. My feet were freezing cold and swimming in my shoes, having been dunked repeatedly.
With the next upwards roll, I heaved myself onto the deck and lay spread-eagled, gasping for breath on the way back down until the sharp jerk from the mooring lines galvanized me to action again. Grasping at rigging to anchor myself, I clambered up and across the pitching deck and then frantically struggled to cast off, fearful of losing a finger in the process.
Free of the dock, the boat righted itself quickly and bobbed almost pleasantly about in the now strengthening northerly current. I saw sculpins, cod, dogfish, flounder, and even an octopus struggling in the stirred brew upon which I now sailed. Gathering my breath and bearings, I quickly lost them again as my belly turned to ice, connecting the basso rumblings to reality.
The earthquake was still happening. Office towers swayed as I watched rippling waves pass beneath them as if some giant were hammering on the earth nearby. Vast chunks of downtown waterfront piers tumbled onto what now looked like the muddy flanks of a raging river instead of a working harbor. Hillsides slumped and towering conifers fell and became floating tangles.
Swept along, I saw people struggling out of shattered homes, dazedly blinking in the bright sunlight. Some structures were ablaze.
I moved to the tiller and steered towards the deepest part of the Sound, fearful of foundering on the now steepening shore. There was nothing to do now but wait.
Posted in Pacific Northwest, Short Story
Tagged earthquake, Puget Sound, Salish Sea, short story, tsunami
Starfish – A Photograph
Sunday was a -2.4 tide at Carkeek Park in Seattle, so my family took the opportunity to go tide pooling, which is where we found this beauty.
The boys had a great time, and the little one was so delighted with the things we uncovered (more starfish, eels, rock, dungeness, and arrow crabs, etc.) that he started to turn over almost every rock on the beach!
The beaches above the normal tide line don’t seem to have as much life on them than when I was a kid, but it was heartening to see a fair amount of diversity below it, even if there were fewer vertebrates than I would have expected.