Lord of the Flies...
10 November 2012 | La Paz, BCS, MX
Joe/Butch
Ok Chris G…attached are the photos I promised…now stop buggin’ me…as you can see above I’ve got important things to do…I take my job serious.
Now I would like to share a story that happened while out in the islands (faint of heart should not read on). Curious…well I warned you? Here we go; I may have mentioned earlier because of huge rainfalls here this fall there were tons of flies and Bobo’s as the locals call them (tiny, pesky, obnoxious flies). A couple of days after getting out there Susan noticed some black oblong pellets on the floor above the bilge access…where we keep our garbage cans. At first she thought we had a stowaway…you know a “Mickey Mouse”…I was thinking more along the lines of a “Speedy Gonzales”. Turns out they were fly eggs…I guess that’s what they call em’. These “fly eggs” turn into…yes you guessed it…maggots…dozens of maggots! Now the day before I had killed over 24 of their parents so they were out to get me…no really. Susan was freaked out…ok I was a little freaked out too. We were running the generator so I simply vacuumed them up (taped over the end…didn’t want those little unwedded parent critters escaping), double bagged the garbage sack and put it out on the poop deck…all is back to normal…no really! That night I laid down to bed, turned out the light, and as I was trying to go to sleep…I kept feeling something crawling on me. Wait, wait just a minute, don’t get ahead of the story. I kept telling Susan and she kept telling me to shut up and go to sleep. She tells me that a lot. Now the side of the bed I sleep on is right under the aft hatch…on the poop deck! After lying there for about an hour…I finally caught one of the little crawly things…it felt plump, soft and squishy, kinda’ like a bugger. You know what I’m talkin’ about, don’t you Rooney? I pinched it between my fingers and turned on the light. Holy Crap! It was a maggot! I leaped out of bed…ok, now I’m freaking out. I had 4 of the little buggers on me. How in the world did they get in my bed? I’m thinking they’re coming after me for killing their kin…no really! “Revenge of the maggots”! Ya, ok it takes me awhile to figure things out…but about an hour later I jumped out of bed, flew up the companionway, turned on the spreader lights only to find maggots all over the poop deck. At this point I’m pickin’ em’ up as fast as I can, tossin’ em’ overboard. Hey…it’s ok to touch em’ now…I mean after all…I had em’ in my arm pits! I warned ya’!!! Now one would think the story ends here…wrong! I double bagged that sack of trash and placed it on the bow as far out on the bowsprit as I could get it…if they get out now, they’re over the water and at least fifty feet from me. They next morning after a sleepless night, we weighed anchor and motored around to the next anchorage. When I went forward to drop the anchor I found that these persistent little maggots had blown all over the foredeck, open hatches everywhere…are you kidding me? Will they ever go away? At this point I actually considered throwing our garbage overboard. For the rest of the trip they found themselves now in 6 layers of garbage bags, hanging overboard…you don’t suppose that is why there were so many fish hangin’ around?
Oh well, all’s well that ends well, finally got rid of the little buggers. I love a happy ending. Wait! Oh Crap! I forgot about the ones in the vacuum! I’ll write soon…