"Sully noticed The seagulls diving on fish near the port......as the GIANT WAVE creept up silently.
In the ocean there learks danger ........of a rouge wave at any time can come and kill.Two kids hav been in this situation and want to see how they survive keep reading.
Scoot was hurled upward,legs and arms flying,her head striking the after galley bulkhead and then the companionway steps instantly blacked out
Melissa "Scoot" went below the Old Sea Dog's tiny galley,moving down the three steps of the companionway,closing the tow solid entry doors behind her,always a good idead in offshore sailing.
Sullivan Atkins, Scoot's oldest brother Was steering the cutter-rigged boat on a northerly course about fifteen miles off desolate Carbo Colnett,south of Ensenada.Under a brilliant sun,The glittering blue Pacific rose and fell in long, slick swells.
But a split second before it lifted the boat like a carpenter's chip he sensed something behind him and glanced backward, toward the towering walll of shining water.It was already too late to shout a warning to Scoot so she could escape from the cabin.
Everything loose in the cabin was scattered around what had been the overhead.Water was pouring in and was soon lapping ar scoots chin.It was coming from a four-inch porthole that had not been dogged securely and a few other smller points of entry.
He swam ack to the point of the cabin entry,took several deep breathes,and dove.He felt along the hatch boards and then opened his eyes briefly to see that the doors were still closed.She was still inside. He pulled the handles.The doors were jammed.
As Scoot pull ...and pulls...and pulls....trying to free his sister from the cabin that has trapped her in.