That was you Niels? "Blaauw, Niels" wrote: When lightning strikes at a few > meters distance a GPS is as dead as a dodo. > I found out about halfway across the Waal, one of the biggest and most > crowded rivers in the Netherlands. I had seen some big ships coming my way > when I left the shore and a ferry just starting to cross. I thought I could > reach the other side before the ships came too close to me. > Under normal conditions I could have made it easily, but first a hailstorm > limited my sight, then when I tried to stay on course using my GPS, > lightning struck a buoy right next to me and blew the insides of my beloved > GPS all over the place. Totally disoriented I floated around, desperately > trying to avoid some monstrous cargo ships without having a clue where the > hell they were. I could hear them honk: I guess they saw me clear enough on > their radar. I could hear they were close, but not at what side of me: The > different howling horns blended into one earshattering deathbell. There was > no way out for a mortal. > Not for a mortal. Luckily at that moment the higher forces decided to > interfere. In a sudden flash I saw the Light, at exactly the same moment > that lightning struck again, in the middle of my paddle this time. Usually I > take an insulated wooden paddle when I go out in a thunderstorm, but this > time, luckily, I was using an aluminum one. With all my strength I threw it > away from me. Whether it was instinct, help from above or pure skill we will > never know. The paddle smashed the windshield of the nearest cargo ship and > hit the skipper right between the eyes. His ship left its course and hit the > ferry. The cargo ship exploded, with such an amount of heat that it > vaporized the rain around me. Finally I could see what was going on, and the > first thing I saw was an enormous wave, induced by the explosion, speeding > my way. I had lost my paddle but didn't need one. I turned the boat using a > hipflick and surfed the wave, passed under the bow of the next cargo ship > that sunk seconds later when the heat of the explosion hit it, and stayed on > the wave until it dumped me on the little beach where I had parked the car. > All I had to do was get the spare paddle from the trunk and head out into > the next adventure. > -- Gabriel L Romeu http://studiofurniture.com furniture, mixed media http://members.xoom.com/gabrielR a daily observation, photograph ± text http://studiofurniture.com/paint paintings, etchings, photographs and objects *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************Received on Tue Mar 27 2001 - 23:54:51 PST
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