It was just after nine, and few people had arrived. I noticed one lady sitting in a beach chair and watching the sea rather intently.
Quite suddenly, the object of her focus appeared in the surf.
Dragging a Styrofoam paddle board, the elderly and oddly-hatted gent approached the lady in the sand.
I was too far away to hear their conversation, but their body language spoke loudly and brusquely:
"Horrible technique - why don't you give that board to one of the grandchildren before you kill yourself."
"Didn't you realize you were getting flipped out there?
"Look - I'm the one in the water, so please allow me to do it my way!"
"Unless you have any useful advice, I'm going out to catch another wave."
("I hope she missed this awkward little maneuver ...")
"Good - steady - don't lose the wave ... "
"Oh my goodness - I'm Brian Wilson. If only I could sing ... "
"Come on out, sweetie - there's room for two on this board!"
"Too late - the surf is fading. But you were just wonderful - really!"
Nicely captured. I bet the conversation went exactly as you had put it. ;-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sonja. I really enjoyed watching this little drama unfold.
ReplyDeleteTom
Nice post. Looking at the picture made me a bit sad that Kim and I aren't headed for Maine this fall. There is nothing like the Maine coast.
ReplyDeleteYour Vespa looks as fine as ever and in a previous post showing you sitting in a lobster cage chair it appears it must be good mojo judging by the smile on your face.
Ride safe!
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Thank you, Steve. That smile springs from several sources: The happiness Kathy will experience from that lobster; the fact that I don't have to kill the beast; the cumulative pleasures of a summer of riding my GTS.
ReplyDeleteRemember - Maine is open all 12 months! Of course, trucks with snow plows are the standard Maine ride from November to March - nary a scooter, save mine.
Tom