Down And Out Essay, Research Paper
Down and Out
“What you say we go down shore and see what the storm
brung in?” says Richard.
“Ya, bet we get ourselves some fresh lobster out some
ole’ trap we find washed up!” exclaims Chester.
“Martha, get us our coats while we find dem damn
boots!” says Richard.
The two men get their boots, grab their jackets and
head for the beach. They two men walk for about an until a
shiny object catches the corner of Chesters eye.
“Hey Rich, I think I see something over there, lets go
check it out,” says Chester.
They men walk to the edge of the grass where they find
the gleaming objects. They notice that there are more than
one, but about fifteen. They all have the same
characteristics, they are all in the shape of bottles but
they can’t see in them. There is a name written on the
outside but the salt in the water must have washed most of
it off. They throw all the bottles in a garbage bag and
decide to head home. From what they could see no traps had
washed up, and their legs were getting tired. They walk the
hour trip back to Richards house where they take off their
garb and empty the bags.
“What you suppose are in these?” asks Chester.
“I don’t know but as soon as we wash them a bit and
open em’ up we should find out” replies Richard.
Chester fills an old fish box with water to wash the
bottles. They clean the bottles them take them out and dry
them. Martha hands Richard a corkscrew and finishes making
supper. Richards grabs the first bottle and pops out the
cork. He pulls out what seems to be a letter written by
hand . Considering the conditions of the bottles the
letters are still white, except for the contrasting black
ink. He sets this letter to the side and opens up another
bottle. He takes out another letter and sets it to the
side. This process continues until all the bottles are
empty and put to the side.
“What do you make of these?” asks Richard.
“I’m not sure what to make of them. I guess we will
have to read them first,” repliesChester.
The two men begin to read the letters. What they learn
is astonishing. As they read more they eyes open wider and
wider. Martha eventually joins them and reads them out
loud, starting at the first.
Day 1
Coordinates 43′N 67′W
It is a nice day to start our trip. It is sunny and about
27′ outside. The weather report sounds good for the next
few days. Everyone is happy that our trip has finally
started but sad to leave friends behind. The wind is
blowing well and we hope to sail at least 15km before dark.
We haven’t had much time to test all the equipment on the
boat but have no fears that it won’t function properly.
Day 2
Coordinates 42′N 69′W
We have managed to keep a good speed by following the
Labrador current down the eastern coast. The weather is
still excellent with a good breeze today. Everyone managed
to get some sleep on the boat last night. We plan to stop
in Boston to refuel within the next few days. Moral is
still high with only a few complaints about not being able
to watch TV. Everything seems to be working well with the
exception of my watch that I dropped overboard. We caught
some fish for breakfast which will help us save on food
costs. WE hope the rest of the trip will be as enjoyable as
the first two.
Day 3
Coordinates 39′N 70′W
We stopped in Boston just long enough to refuel and get a
few bags of chips to keep the kids happy. The wind has
picked up and the sky is dark. We expect a slight storm
tomorrow but noting to get worked up about. Swells are from
1 to 3 metres but nobody seems to mind. I managed to do
some wind surfing while the women were shopping for food.
Day 4
Coordinates 35′N 67′W
The wind has picked up quite a bit which enabled us to make
up for the stop in Boston. Everyone is still happy and
wants to continue. I am kind of iffy on the weather
conditions but have decided not to head for the nearest
port. The weather report is calling for a storm tomorrow
but they don’t expect it to be a bad one; let’s hope they
are right.
Day 5
Coordinates 34′N 66′W
The wind was a bit stronger than had planned last night. We
are almost in the Gulf Stream but still a good 2′ off. The
radio does not seem to be working right so we plan to head
to the next port we had planned. We have enough supplies
to last us at least six days so we can take out time and
ride out the storm. The kids are a bit worried but we can
handle it. We are only a bit off course, but making great
time due to the strong winds.
Day 8
Coordinates 39′N 69′W
The storm hit hard and put us of course. The GPS does not
work so The coordinates are done by using a map and compass
so they may be a little off. The kids are scared but I feel
everything will be back under control soon. We are heading
for a port anywhere on the eastern coast of North America.
The winds are still strong and we can’t use the masts as one
has ripped. We are using the motors and half about a half a
tank left. There is still sufficient food left for 3 days
so it looks like we can make it to shore. We don’t know
what to expect because the radios have failed us are we
can’t fix them. I haven’t had time to write as I have been
bust with the boat and others on the boat. Let’s hope for
the best.
Day 9
Coordinates 37′N 72′W
The weather has started to improve but we are nowhere near
shore. The coordinates are an estimation based on wind
speed and direction we were heading. Everyone is getting
scared and we are rationing food. I have managed to catch
some fish so we can save other food. The water maker is
working good so fresh water is not a problem. If things
don’t get better soon I fear that we may……..
Day 15
Coordinates NA
I hoped for the best and got the worst. The winds were
extremely strong and the swells were anywhere from 10 to 20
metres. Everyone is scared and angry at each other. Morale
has dropped drastically and I am beginning to lose hope. We
have a little food left and with this weather it is hard to
fish. I barely have time to write any entries but feel that
it is a necessity to record what is happening. We may be in
the Bermuda triangle but have no idea of knowing for sure.
The water is warm, the weather is warm, but for some reason
the storm is no better, if not worse.
Day 20
Coordinates NA
I feel that we are somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle. The
storm has ended, and we have found an island. There is lots
of food and clean water. I keep writing and have since
thrown copies of several entries in the water, hoping that
someone finds them and rescues us. No one was hurt and no
one is hungry. The weather is nice and everyone is somewhat
happy that we are on land. We shall continue to live on the
island until someone arrives. As far as we know there are no
dangerous animals on the island. It is about the same size
as Halifax, Nova Scotia. We find new things all the time
and everyone is kept happy. Many wrecks are on the shores
of this island so we feel lucky that no one was hurt. There
are lots of bottles and paper, wood, guns, etc. that we have
confiscated from the other ships. I shall continue to write
until I have run out of paper.
Mr. Johnson
“Well, we should give these to the police, don’t you
think?” says Richard.
“Boys, look at the paper, did you read it?” chuckles
Martha.
“What, what does it say?” asks Chester.
“I’ll read it. Prisoners of Bermuda Triangle Saved
After 2 Months Of Being Stranded on Island.”
“Well what you know, this is neat, I think we should
Down and Out
“What you say we go down shore and see what the storm
brung in?” says Richard.
“Ya, bet we get ourselves some fresh lobster out some
ole’ trap we find washed up!” exclaims Chester.
“Martha, get us our coats while we find dem damn
boots!” says Richard.
The two men get their boots, grab their jackets and
head for the beach. They two men walk for about an until a
shiny object catches the corner of Chesters eye.
“Hey Rich, I think I see something over there, lets go
check it out,” says Chester.
They men walk to the edge of the grass where they find
the gleaming objects. They notice that there are more than
one, but about fifteen. They all have the same
characteristics, they are all in the shape of bottles but
they can’t see in them. There is a name written on the
outside but the salt in the water must have washed most of
it off. They throw all the bottles in a garbage bag and
decide to head home. From what they could see no traps had
washed up, and their legs were getting tired. They walk the
hour trip back to Richards house where they take off their
garb and empty the bags.
“What you suppose are in these?” asks Chester.
“I don’t know but as soon as we wash them a bit and
open em’ up we should find out” replies Richard.
Chester fills an old fish box with water to wash the
bottles. They clean the bottles them take them out and dry
them. Martha hands Richard a corkscrew and finishes making
supper. Richards grabs the first bottle and pops out the
cork. He pulls out what seems to be a letter written by
hand . Considering the conditions of the bottles the
letters are still white, except for the contrasting black
ink. He sets this letter to the side and opens up another
bottle. He takes out another letter and sets it to the
side. This process continues until all the bottles are
empty and put to the side.
“What do you make of these?” asks Richard.
“I’m not sure what to make of them. I guess we will
have to read them first,” repliesChester.
The two men begin to read the letters. What they learn
is astonishing. As they read more they eyes open wider and
wider. Martha eventually joins them and reads them out
loud, starting at the first.
Day 1
Coordinates 43′N 67′W
It is a nice day to start our trip. It is sunny and about
27′ outside. The weather report sounds good for the next
few days. Everyone is happy that our trip has finally
started but sad to leave friends behind. The wind is
blowing well and we hope to sail at least 15km before dark.
We haven’t had much time to test all the equipment on the
boat but have no fears that it won’t function properly.
Day 2
Coordinates 42′N 69′W
We have managed to keep a good speed by following the
Labrador current down the eastern coast. The weather is
still excellent with a good breeze today. Everyone managed
to get some sleep on the boat last night. We plan to stop
in Boston to refuel within the next few days. Moral is
still high with only a few complaints about not being able
to watch TV. Everything seems to be working well with the
exception of my watch that I dropped overboard. We caught
some fish for breakfast which will help us save on food
costs. WE hope the rest of the trip will be as enjoyable as
the first two.
Day 3
Coordinates 39′N 70′W
We stopped in Boston just long enough to refuel and get a
few bags of chips to keep the kids happy. The wind has
picked up and the sky is dark. We expect a slight storm
tomorrow but noting to get worked up about. Swells are from
1 to 3 metres but nobody seems to mind. I managed to do
some wind surfing while the women were shopping for food.
Day 4
Coordinates 35′N 67′W
The wind has picked up quite a bit which enabled us to make
up for the stop in Boston. Everyone is still happy and
wants to continue. I am kind of iffy on the weather
port. The weather report is calling for a storm tomorrow
but they don’t expect it to be a bad one; let’s hope they
are right.
Day 5
Coordinates 34′N 66′W
The wind was a bit stronger than had planned last night. We
are almost in the Gulf Stream but still a good 2′ off. The
radio does not seem to be working right so we plan to head
to the next port we had planned. We have enough supplies
to last us at least six days so we can take out time and
ride out the storm. The kids are a bit worried but we can
handle it. We are only a bit off course, but making great
time due to the strong winds.
Day 8
Coordinates 39′N 69′W
The storm hit hard and put us of course. The GPS does not
work so The coordinates are done by using a map and compass
so they may be a little off. The kids are scared but I feel
everything will be back under control soon. We are heading
for a port anywhere on the eastern coast of North America.
The winds are still strong and we can’t use the masts as one
has ripped. We are using the motors and half about a half a
tank left. There is still sufficient food left for 3 days
so it looks like we can make it to shore. We don’t know
what to expect because the radios have failed us are we
can’t fix them. I haven’t had time to write as I have been
bust with the boat and others on the boat. Let’s hope for
the best.
Day 9
Coordinates 37′N 72′W
The weather has started to improve but we are nowhere near
shore. The coordinates are an estimation based on wind
speed and direction we were heading. Everyone is getting
scared and we are rationing food. I have managed to catch
some fish so we can save other food. The water maker is
working good so fresh water is not a problem. If things
don’t get better soon I fear that we may……..
Day 15
Coordinates NA
I hoped for the best and got the worst. The winds were
extremely strong and the swells were anywhere from 10 to 20
metres. Everyone is scared and angry at each other. Morale
has dropped drastically and I am beginning to lose hope. We
have a little food left and with this weather it is hard to
fish. I barely have time to write any entries but feel that
it is a necessity to record what is happening. We may be in
the Bermuda triangle but have no idea of knowing for sure.
The water is warm, the weather is warm, but for some reason
the storm is no better, if not worse.
Day 20
Coordinates NA
I feel that we are somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle. The
storm has ended, and we have found an island. There is lots
of food and clean water. I keep writing and have since
thrown copies of several entries in the water, hoping that
someone finds them and rescues us. No one was hurt and no
one is hungry. The weather is nice and everyone is somewhat
happy that we are on land. We shall continue to live on the
island until someone arrives. As far as we know there are no
dangerous animals on the island. It is about the same size
as Halifax, Nova Scotia. We find new things all the time
and everyone is kept happy. Many wrecks are on the shores
of this island so we feel lucky that no one was hurt. There
are lots of bottles and paper, wood, guns, etc. that we have
confiscated from the other ships. I shall continue to write
until I have run out of paper.
Mr. Johnson
“Well, we should give these to the police, don’t you
think?” says Richard.
“Boys, look at the paper, did you read it?” chuckles
Martha.
“What, what does it say?” asks Chester.
“I’ll read it. Prisoners of Bermuda Triangle Saved
After 2 Months Of Being Stranded on Island.”
“Well what you know, this is neat, I think we should
Down and Out
“What you say we go down shore and see what the storm
brung in?” says Richard.
“Ya, bet we get ourselves some fresh lobster out some
ole’ trap we find washed up!” exclaims Chester.
“Martha, get us our coats while we find dem damn
boots!” says Richard.
The two men get their boots, grab their jackets and
head for the beach. They two men walk for about an until a
shiny object catches the corner of Chesters eye.
“Hey Rich, I think I see something over there, lets go
check it out,” says Chester.
They men walk to the edge of the grass where they find
the gleaming objects. They notice that there are more than
one, but about fifteen. They all have the same
characteristics, they are all in the shape of bottles but
they can’t see in them. There is a name written on the
outside but the salt in the water must have washed most of
it off. They throw all the bottles in a garbage bag and
decide to head home. From what they could see no traps had
washed up, and their legs were getting tired. They walk the
hour trip back to Richards house where they take off their
garb and empty the bags.
“What you suppose are in these?” asks Chester.
“I don’t know but as soon as we wash them a bit and
open em’ up we should find out” replies Richard.
Chester fills an old fish box with water to wash the
bottles. They clean the bottles them take them out and dry
them. Martha hands Richard a corkscrew and finishes making
supper. Richards grabs the first bottle and pops out the
cork. He pulls out what seems to be a letter written by
hand . Considering the conditions of the bottles the
letters are still white, except for the contrasting black
ink. He sets this letter to the side and opens up another
bottle. He takes out another letter and sets it to the
side. This process continues until all the bottles are
empty and put to the side.
“What do you make of these?” asks Richard.
“I’m not sure what to make of them. I guess we will
have to read them first,” repliesChester.
The two men begin to read the letters. What they learn
is astonishing. As they read more they eyes open wider and
wider. Martha eventually joins them and reads them out
loud, starting at the first.
Day 1
Coordinates 43′N 67′W
It is a nice day to start our trip. It is sunny and about
27′ outside. The weather report sounds good for the next
few days. Everyone is happy that our trip has finally
started but sad to leave friends behind. The wind is
blowing well and we hope to sail at least 15km before dark.
We haven’t had much time to test all the equipment on the
boat but have no fears that it won’t function properly.
Day 2
Coordinates 42′N 69′W
We have managed to keep a good speed by following the
Labrador current down the eastern coast. The weather is
still excellent with a good breeze today. Everyone managed
to get some sleep on the boat last night. We plan to stop
in Boston to refuel within the next few days. Moral is
still high with only a few complaints about not being able
to watch TV. Everything seems to be working well with the
exception of my watch that I dropped overboard. We caught
some fish for breakfast which will help us save on food
costs. WE hope the rest of the trip will be as enjoyable as
the first two.
Day 3
Coordinates 39′N 70′W
We stopped in Boston just long enough to refuel and get a
few bags of chips to keep the kids happy. The wind has
picked up and the sky is dark. We expect a slight storm
tomorrow but noting to get worked up about. Swells are from
1 to 3 metres but nobody seems to mind. I managed to do
some wind surfing while the women were shopping for food.
Day 4
Coordinates 35′N 67′W
The wind has picked up quite a bit which enabled us to make
up for the stop in Boston. Everyone is still happy and
wants to continue. I am kind of iffy on the weather
conditions but have decided not to head for the nearest
port. The weather report is calling for a storm tomorrow
but they don’t expect it to be a bad one; let’s hope they
are right.
Day 5
Coordinates 34′N 66′W
The wind was a bit stronger than had planned last night. We
are almost in the Gulf Stream but still a good 2′ off. The
radio does not seem to be working right so we plan to head
to the next port we had planned. We have enough supplies
to last us at least six days so we can take out time and
ride out the storm. The kids are a bit worried but we can
handle it. We are only a bit off course, but making great
time due to the strong winds.
Day 8
Coordinates 39′N 69′W
The storm hit hard and put us of course. The GPS does not
work so The coordinates are done by using a map and compass
so they may be a little off. The kids are scared but I feel
everything will be back under control soon. We are heading
for a port anywhere on the eastern coast of North America.
The winds are still strong and we can’t use the masts as one
has ripped. We are using the motors and half about a half a
tank left. There is still sufficient food left for 3 days
so it looks like we can make it to shore. We don’t know
what to expect because the radios have failed us are we
can’t fix them. I haven’t had time to write as I have been
bust with the boat and others on the boat. Let’s hope for
the best.
Day 9
Coordinates 37′N 72′W
The weather has started to improve but we are nowhere near
shore. The coordinates are an estimation based on wind
speed and direction we were heading. Everyone is getting
scared and we are rationing food. I have managed to catch
some fish so we can save other food. The water maker is
working good so fresh water is not a problem. If things
don’t get better soon I fear that we may……..
Day 15
Coordinates NA
I hoped for the best and got the worst. The winds were
extremely strong and the swells were anywhere from 10 to 20
metres. Everyone is scared and angry at each other. Morale
has dropped drastically and I am beginning to lose hope. We
have a little food left and with this weather it is hard to
fish. I barely have time to write any entries but feel that
it is a necessity to record what is happening. We may be in
the Bermuda triangle but have no idea of knowing for sure.
The water is warm, the weather is warm, but for some reason
the storm is no better, if not worse.
Day 20
Coordinates NA
I feel that we are somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle. The
storm has ended, and we have found an island. There is lots
of food and clean water. I keep writing and have since
thrown copies of several entries in the water, hoping that
someone finds them and rescues us. No one was hurt and no
one is hungry. The weather is nice and everyone is somewhat
happy that we are on land. We shall continue to live on the
island until someone arrives. As far as we know there are no
dangerous animals on the island. It is about the same size
as Halifax, Nova Scotia. We find new things all the time
and everyone is kept happy. Many wrecks are on the shores
of this island so we feel lucky that no one was hurt. There
are lots of bottles and paper, wood, guns, etc. that we have
confiscated from the other ships. I shall continue to write
until I have run out of paper.
Mr. Johnson
“Well, we should give these to the police, don’t you
think?” says Richard.
“Boys, look at the paper, did you read it?” chuckles
Martha.
“What, what does it say?” asks Chester.
“I’ll read it. Prisoners of Bermuda Triangle Saved
After 2 Months Of Being Stranded on Island.”
“Well what you know, this is neat, I think we should
call them and tell them we got there letters, don’t you”
asks Richard.
“I thinks that’s a great idea, buts lets go down to the
beach again and have another look” says Chester.
“I’ll get your jackets” says Martha.