![]() sure enough, even in the middle of january, a few days of sun was enough to send countless bursts of light through the water beside us as we barrelled blindly towards home. i’ve always suspected that the bio-luminescence can occur year-round given enough sun. what does occur is the very occasional brief and concentrated patch of bright bio-luminescent light shooting through the wake, as if the bacteria have all held together in a tight bunch, holding on to one-another for dear life as they’re catapulted through the churning water. i have no idea why, but that’s not what happens. it’s noticeable enough from one’s hand alone that in the wake of a boat, one might expect a huge light show. ![]() commonly seen at night in the height of summer, splashing around in the water can create a brief glimmering twinkle following the movement. in the puget sound there’s a phenomenon referred to locally as the “bio-luminescence”, where bacteria in the water emit a sparkling green light when disturbed by some motion. Through my vigilance I couldn’t help but notice a theory of mine confirmed in the frothing wake of our boat. as we careened through the water i braced myself physically while trying to keep a lookout for obstacles, imagining what would happen to my body if we slammed into an adrift barge or someone’s anchored boat near the shore. we were totally blind to what might be in front of us besides the faint lights on the surrounding shores indicating how close the land might be. he gunned along the home route unusually fast. usually he takes it pretty slow, but seemingly he wanted to take advantage of his luck before it ran out. luckily the fog wasn’t thick enough to totally confuse him, and we did manage to get out on the open water without another spin. i began to prepare myself psychologically for what could be a cold hours long journey spinning in circles. as soon as we started for home he somehow turned the boat around entirely and ended up beaching the boat on the shore from which we came. once, in eld-inlet, he nearly plowed into a small anchored fishing vessel before I alerted him. ![]() he relies on his GPS to find his way, which works intermittently, plowing through the water blindly, the screen of which is so bright he has to cover it with his hand to see what’s right in front of us. he’s a horrible navigator and can hardly see where he’s going on a clear full moon night, let alone in thick fog. The boss almost got us lost in the fog again. ![]()
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