White Water Dinghy Ride, and screams of drowning people...

last night was quite the night.
I can sum it up, but the words won´t do it justice.
I leave my dinghy, high and dry on the beach, chained to a palm tree.
every day i cross a little creek to go to the bus that heads into town.

Last night, upon my return, with some rain form the big down pour still coming down.
The little creek was no longer a 20 foot wide, waid accross- but a hundred meter wide, boiling river filled with white caps, and such. I thought i would give a walk accross a try, and fouind the shallowest spot i could. just ten feet out it got quite deep, and i decide it wasnt worth the risk. that current was so swift i would have been out in the breakers and swimming accross in no time. no big deal, but i didnt feel like swimming at night in that bloody fast current, and mess of waves. when i turned to leave, and nearly tripped over this poor drowned dog, I decide i made the right call. So i took the one mile hike thought town, all around, over the bridge, and down the hill, back down the other side of the beach, to a point just one hundred meters form where i began.
It must have really rained there, the whole area was flooded, and my high and dry dinghy, was no more. it was floating in about knee deep water, in the grass, still chained to the palm.
well, getting the dinghy out was easy, just floated it right out of the area i had dragged it through before. and jsut a bit farther to the endge of the river, which chose to make a snake like turn and cut me off form the calmer beach. but no worries, me and my rubber raft will just get to do a bit of white water rafting, fun!
sence i was on the other side of the river, it was very aparent that it was a wise decision not to waid, or swimm accross, for there was a five foot cliff of sand on the other side. good judgement prevails shorts cut a suprising lot of the time.
I pulled the dinghy to the endge of the river, at a low bank, and pushed out into the current.
WOAH! what a ride down stream! up, down, up, down, and through the surf, the fastest time i have left a beach, and the easiest in months! i didnt even have to row!
when i reached the boat, i could see, and feel that the current was clearly making it all the way out there. all the boats where facing bow to the river, against wind, and swell. My boat had a nice bow wave, and i had perfect steerage onboard. the current was strong enough to ever operate the windvane!
afew minutes on the screams started... someone must have fallen in. the sounds of people screaming for help lasted for at least an hour. ambulances, and cars kept coming. the screaming for AYUDA! kept being screamed. it wasnt a pretty sight. and i dought i will get those screams out of my head soon. I could not help against the current with my rowing dinghy. so all i could do is look for bodies floating by, and if i saw one, pull it aboard. none came by, but it was a long night.
today the creek is back to itsa small trangual state, just very wide. pieces of house, are spread like tidla rosa all over the area. pink flamingos were mingling in the river.
so that was last night, and a bit of today.
now i got to go and get back to life, with the shops all closing at different time at mid day, it makes it quite confusing.
Cheers, and R.I.P to last nights victums, who ever they were.
Josh
S/V Elusive
Live Your Dream!

( I am getting sick of the spell check not working, so sorry for any errors.)