The Further Adventures of Captain Bubba: Adventures on the Great Lake of Erie

By D A Lambillotte

Three pre-teens sail the Great Lake of Erie with a slightly off-beat Captain whose recollection of events is not quite reality.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: May 2, 2012
• ISBN: 9781105702556

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The Further Adventures of Captain Bubba: Adventures on the Great Lake of Erie

The Further Adventures of Captain Bubba: Fishy Tales on the Great Lake of Erie

By D A Lambillotte

ISBN #: 978-1-105-70255-6

Content ID: 12833611 Book Title:

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Dedicated to the Crew

You are only young once, unless you go fishing.

Captain Bubba

The Perchrana Hunt

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The rough green waters of the lake along Ohio’s northern border carried the name ‘Lake of Erie’, not the ‘Really Nice Lake’, ‘Peaceful Waters’, ‘Placid Lake’, or any other molly-coddle name. As Captain Bubba often said, ‘all the waters of the Great Lakes come together here, so all the weird stuff just seems to naturally get concentrated here, too.’

Captain Bubba also said stuff like ‘don’t spit in the Lake or it will spit back at you’ and ‘you can’t hook a dead fish’ but then the Captain said many things that nobody really understood.

On this particular morning, the Captain set out from Sunny Marina, homeport for the Good Ship Valkyrie.  On board were First Mate Leah Morgan, Able Seaman Chase and Able Seaman Jarret.  Although a good crew, Captain Bubba knew that they had little experience with today’s quarry, the wily and much feared Perchrana. 

The crew cleared the top-canvas from the Valkyrie and loaded their gear. The Captain observed various vegetables sealed in Tupperware, six bottles of water, and a spray can of sunscreen, SPF 45.  Although an unusual fare for seafarers, Captain Bubba gave a nod to the cargo.

The crew was up early this morning and somewhat cranky as the Captain judged.  Perhaps, he thought, they were just apprehensive about the weather.  The sun had yet to break the haze of the early morning, and a thick purplish vapor glowed ominously in the eastern sky.  The Laughing Gulls drifted overhead with their high-pierced shriek, contributing to the chilly feel of the morning.  The good captain decided that the crew felt the chill and, perhaps, that sense of foreboding that often settled over the Lake of Erie.  Seaman Jarret broke the silence, "I think I left my Gameboy in my Mom’s car." 

"And I have to be back for my soccer game," added Seaman Chase.

Don’t drive so fast this time; I don’t want to be bounced all over the place, said First Mate Leah Morgan she piled on.

Never mind all that, the Captain responded with encouragement, "the Great Lake is calm, and we will be back on time, most likely, and whatever a gameboy is, I don’t think we need one today.  It will be a fine morning once the sun breaks the haze."

Jarret ran his hands through his short, blonde-blue hair and muttered, "I don’t know…I might need it."

First Mate Leah Morgan called out "ready to launch Captain."  The Captain quickly cast off the mooring lines and prodded the Valkyrie slowly into reverse.  The Valkyrie had plied the Lake’s waters for nearly four years and seemed to know its own way through the circuitous route, out of the docks into the open water.  The Captain held