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 N\A

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 N\A

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 N\A

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 N\A

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 N\A

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 N\A

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.