Friday Fictioneers – That Sinking Feeling

Recovery takes a lot longer than a person thinks. It took me a week to get back to where I actually WANTED to post something. So, here’s the current FF post…and you’ll see another story up within the next day or so. Keep watching!

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That Sinking Feeling

One of the things I forgot when I went to Alaska, and specifically Anchorage, was something my uncle told me.

“Dean, no matter what happens, do not EVER drive across a bay at low tide. No matter how dry it is.”

Well, to say the least, it was not my day. I was in a rush and said, “Hell with it, I’m crossing the Arm.”

And here I am, 12 hours later, my car is now out to sea and the tide flats are back to being tranquil.

Screw it, I’m walking.

7 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – That Sinking Feeling

  1. Even walking might be hard in that. I remember when I was in Rochester, someone tried to drive across the lake and the car sunk into the ice. He couldn’t get it out for days and what was worse, the Parks department or someone was fining him hundreds or thousands of dollars a day for having it there. The local radio station set up a donation for him called Dimes for Dummies or something like that.

  2. Great take on the prompt. Wary of Moose, mosquitoes and the tide in Alaska often hinders the ability to breathe it’s Beauty. I hear ya! Nicely done.

  3. Miles, Good story with a touch of humor. 🙂 That’s do doubt happened to a number of people. Some people think they’re invincible and those kinds of things only happen to others. Well done. 🙂

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