Post by Roth on Jul 10, 2008 1:23:02 GMT 1
It was a Saterday after noon. The middle of Summer and everyone was out doing whatever they pleased during the break. The parks were packed, and most importantly the beaches were packed. Today was the day Roth's old boating instructor drove his boat down the west coastline to San Fransisco for him. A long trip from Washington, but atleast Roth finaly had his belvoved boat back and for a cheap price too. 300 bucks to get the boat down including the gas money which was pretty high these days.
Roth was wearing a black T shirt and a pair of black swim trunks with a white trim design. Roth was waiting at the end of the docks in his rented space waiting for his boat to come in. After about 10 minutes of waiting he saw his boat come in with Old Jhonny, his boating instructor.
"Hey, Johnny! Good to see ya man, how was the trip?" Roth shouted out to the boat as Old Johnny threw him the rope to tie the boat down to the docking space. Old Johnny was an old Hawaain man made in th 50's. He eventuly because capitan of the Washington Coast guard, and retired become a privatr boating instcrutor. He was well built and pretty ripped and had long gray wavy hair.
"Yo! Roth the Goth! It's good to see you too man. The tripp was good, we hit a bit of bad weather, but this here beauty took it well." Old Johnny jumped off the boat on to the docks as Roth finished tieing down the boat. The two shook hands and bumped shoulders and started to shoot the breeze for a while.
"Hey what do you 'we'?" Roth asked as Old Johnny jumped off the boat onto the docks. Roth thought he had come alone, but he guessed he either brought a friends, animal, or fourth wife with him.
"Oh, thats right, you havn't met him yet." Old Johnny climbed back onto the boat pulling up a small dog, who looked like a Boston Terrier puppy of 5 or 6 months. "This here is Carlos, I found him in the water on a raft, it looked as if some kid was playing sailor, but he was really far our from the shore so I took him along and made him the second part of your goodbye present." Old Johnny picked up the dog and tossed him to Roth, and luckily caught the dog, Johnny was always a bit reckless with everything he did.
"Wait, second part of my present. What the hell are you talking about?" Roth asked as Old johnny tossed out a leash for Carlos. Roth hooked him up and started to follow johnny down the docks. Both of them remained silent as Johnny held a smirk on his face, and Roth was curious to find out if he was going senile.
"Well, if the guys on the phone did it right it should be right here. Happy belated borthday Roth!" Johnny yelled out to Roth as he turned the corner. Roth could tell he had been drinking afew on his way down, but Roth expected nothing more. As Roth turned the corner his jaw nearly dropped at the sight. It was a red and black 08 Yahmaha jet ski that looked fresh out of the factory. Roth turned to Johnny and then to the jet ski.
"Holy shit man. T-Thats awsome! Holy crap, how'd you get the money for this thing!?" Roth was shouting in bewliderment as he stared at it long and hard it's curves were long and it glowed beutifuly in the afternoon sun light.
"Er..well the money part isn't imprortant. Just know that this thing is under your name and I had it put under the insurance with your boat." Old Johnny smiled as Roth gazed at the new Jet ski. While he was distracted Johnny snuck away from the docks and went off to find a way back up to Washington. He was never the kind of person to say good bye.
Roth looked in amasment and took him a few minutes to realized Johnny had left. Roth looked over on it and found the gas tank was empty. Roth would have to save it for when he could fill it. Roth made his way up the docks and threw himself and Carlos onto the boat and made his way out into the Ocean. Johnny had fulled stocked it with gas, some food, maps of the California coast, and unfortunatly a few emoty beer cans that Roth stashed in the back out of sight.
Roth reved up the engine and started to drive up to the over populated beaches of San Fransisco. Roth looked over at Carlos and began to talk to him to express his exitment. "Hey Carlos your gunna be my first mate, got it buddy?" Roth moved his hand a somewhat roughly aptted the little Boston Terrier's head. Roth moved up to the biggest beach he could find and drove the boat up to the shore. Roth looked around to see a bunch of people looking at him.
"Anyone wanna go on a free boat ride though San Fran!? Round trip from here to the bridge, accepting 3 passagers! All Aboard!" Roth wouls normally never do this but his exitment always lead him to do insane things.
Roth was wearing a black T shirt and a pair of black swim trunks with a white trim design. Roth was waiting at the end of the docks in his rented space waiting for his boat to come in. After about 10 minutes of waiting he saw his boat come in with Old Jhonny, his boating instructor.
"Hey, Johnny! Good to see ya man, how was the trip?" Roth shouted out to the boat as Old Johnny threw him the rope to tie the boat down to the docking space. Old Johnny was an old Hawaain man made in th 50's. He eventuly because capitan of the Washington Coast guard, and retired become a privatr boating instcrutor. He was well built and pretty ripped and had long gray wavy hair.
"Yo! Roth the Goth! It's good to see you too man. The tripp was good, we hit a bit of bad weather, but this here beauty took it well." Old Johnny jumped off the boat on to the docks as Roth finished tieing down the boat. The two shook hands and bumped shoulders and started to shoot the breeze for a while.
"Hey what do you 'we'?" Roth asked as Old Johnny jumped off the boat onto the docks. Roth thought he had come alone, but he guessed he either brought a friends, animal, or fourth wife with him.
"Oh, thats right, you havn't met him yet." Old Johnny climbed back onto the boat pulling up a small dog, who looked like a Boston Terrier puppy of 5 or 6 months. "This here is Carlos, I found him in the water on a raft, it looked as if some kid was playing sailor, but he was really far our from the shore so I took him along and made him the second part of your goodbye present." Old Johnny picked up the dog and tossed him to Roth, and luckily caught the dog, Johnny was always a bit reckless with everything he did.
"Wait, second part of my present. What the hell are you talking about?" Roth asked as Old johnny tossed out a leash for Carlos. Roth hooked him up and started to follow johnny down the docks. Both of them remained silent as Johnny held a smirk on his face, and Roth was curious to find out if he was going senile.
"Well, if the guys on the phone did it right it should be right here. Happy belated borthday Roth!" Johnny yelled out to Roth as he turned the corner. Roth could tell he had been drinking afew on his way down, but Roth expected nothing more. As Roth turned the corner his jaw nearly dropped at the sight. It was a red and black 08 Yahmaha jet ski that looked fresh out of the factory. Roth turned to Johnny and then to the jet ski.
"Holy shit man. T-Thats awsome! Holy crap, how'd you get the money for this thing!?" Roth was shouting in bewliderment as he stared at it long and hard it's curves were long and it glowed beutifuly in the afternoon sun light.
"Er..well the money part isn't imprortant. Just know that this thing is under your name and I had it put under the insurance with your boat." Old Johnny smiled as Roth gazed at the new Jet ski. While he was distracted Johnny snuck away from the docks and went off to find a way back up to Washington. He was never the kind of person to say good bye.
Roth looked in amasment and took him a few minutes to realized Johnny had left. Roth looked over on it and found the gas tank was empty. Roth would have to save it for when he could fill it. Roth made his way up the docks and threw himself and Carlos onto the boat and made his way out into the Ocean. Johnny had fulled stocked it with gas, some food, maps of the California coast, and unfortunatly a few emoty beer cans that Roth stashed in the back out of sight.
Roth reved up the engine and started to drive up to the over populated beaches of San Fransisco. Roth looked over at Carlos and began to talk to him to express his exitment. "Hey Carlos your gunna be my first mate, got it buddy?" Roth moved his hand a somewhat roughly aptted the little Boston Terrier's head. Roth moved up to the biggest beach he could find and drove the boat up to the shore. Roth looked around to see a bunch of people looking at him.
"Anyone wanna go on a free boat ride though San Fran!? Round trip from here to the bridge, accepting 3 passagers! All Aboard!" Roth wouls normally never do this but his exitment always lead him to do insane things.