The Mystery Of Grand Island - 1562 Words

The boat was swaying with every wave. I had been on a boat many times before, I had been on this boat many times before, but this time was different, this time I was frightened for my life. All it was supposed to be was a quick tour around Grand Island, a magnificent island in Lake Superior, but it turned into something more, something that will forever haunt my thoughts and dreams. How the eight of us ever survived that day, still remains a mystery. Grand Island is one of the most remarkable islands in all of Lake Superior. My grandfather, Captain James Herbert Barrow II, worked at the Grand Island landing with Tall Jim, for my grandfather is the shorter of the two men. Every summer my brother and I would visit my grandparents and spend†¦show more content†¦Everything was normal for about the first 10 minutes. Then all of a sudden the boat started jerking until it finally just stopped right where we were. Lake Superior is home of more than 6,000 sunken vessels, and we happened to be floating right above one which can be slightly unnerving when your ship isn’t working. My grandfather was the first to do anything, he got up and went to try to figure out what was wrong. To make a not so long but boring story short, he had no idea what was wrong with the the motor which was impressive on the motor’s part to hide the damage from someone like my grandfather, who knew a lot about boats. My grandmother, my Aunt Holly, and Sandy at the moment didn’t mind that our very lives were at risk because they went back to doing what women their age are best at doing, sipping on wine and talking about things that have use whatsoever. My brother, Elliot, and I had to suffer the awful feeling of dehydration because we weren’t allowed to drink the lake water, or at least I wasn’t, Elliot wasn’t thirsty. I was digging through the bag of food finding only a few rhubarb bars when I heard someone singing. When I turned around, it was Sandy and eventually almost everyone was singing a song I had never heard before. â€Å"Sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip,† Some other lyric I couldn’t make out,