Ketch it if you can.
Were they on a three-hour tour?
At least D’OH is on the scene!
There they are... The ‘Uh Oh’ committee. I bet the Coasties are explaining the significance of tides to the 2 environmental experts.
A lot of interesting things can happen at sea — most of them bad.
Looks like it grounded on Waikiki.
I have this very interesting book called Disaster Log of Ships (James Gibbs). It features groundings and wrecks during the steam and sail age in the Pacific Northwest. The photos are amazing. One vessel floundered at the base of a cliff, all sails set. Turns out every single crew member was blind drunk. Another photos shows a crew hanging onto the shrouds after grounding ashore, much like the photo in your story. The waves were crashing too close to shore and too frequently to send boats out to rescue them, or even get a breeches buoy deployed. One by one they were picked off until no one remained.
Were the two people on board the Skipper and Gillian?
Hillbilly Hula Gal
—by Jamieson Brown (Junior Brown)
Way out on the islands with the coconut trees
With the pearly shells and the tropical breeze
There’s a hillbilly girl from Tennessee
My hillbilly hula gal
She’s had enough of the hills and me
So she’s takin’ hula lessons in Waikiki
I guess she’s right where she wants to be
My hillbilly hula gal
She dances with wahini’s in the islands now
She’s trying to do the hula but she don’t know how
She’s got the poniola’s in her own corral
She feeds them grits and gravy at the old luau
The Blue Grass hills and the Mountain Dew
Wait till she leaves Honolu’
She better come home like she’s s’posed to do
My hillbilly hula gal
Now she looks twice as good in a little grass skirt
As overalls and a tore up shirt
But corn don’t grow in lava dirt
My hillbilly hula gal
There’s smiles on the faces of the island boys
Cause her southern drawl gives a big enjoy
She can’t churn butter when she’s dippin’ that poi
My hillbilly hula gal
Now she never used to give a hoot
For coconuts or taro root
She’s a country gal living in the islands now
She’s trying to get the hula girl to show her how
When she gets through with this fantasy
C’mon on back to Tennessee
Back with me where she’s s’posed to be
My hillbilly hula gal... My hillbilly hu-ula gal!
“See how she’s listin’ there?”
“Yup.” “Uh huh...” “Yeah?”
“That means she’s leanin’ over t’one side.”
“M-hmm.” “Right...” “Got it.”
Someone drank too much Port.
Doesn’t look very yar.
And this makes the news?
DOH
Emergancy
Response
Always put your boat in park when taking a nap.