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The Last Pirate Of Gitche Gumee

Page history last edited by Michael 5 years, 10 months ago

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report covers:   8 July 2140 -17 July 2140

 

Saturday, 8 July 2140

 

     weather report:  low temperature 64° F, high temperature 75° F, overcast, peak 90% humidity, no rain. Winds about 12 kph from SE to NE, visibility 16 kilometers.

 

     The team woke up aboard the Calypso, in the harbor at Bastion. They spent the day shopping, planning, etc.; each member of the crew had time to ride the trolley to the mall at Bastion proper. "Doc" Perkins began his work on making silencers for the team's handguns.

 

Sunday, 9 July 2140

 

     weather report:  low temperature 66 ° F, high temperature 85 °F, overcast, average 97% humidity, thunderstorm. Winds about 15 kph from SSW, visibility 8 kilometers. Dawn was at 5:55 a.m., sunset at 9:30 p.m.

 

     The team departed early, headed for the Arcadian Republic. The weather was warm and muggy, with a brief thunderstorm dropping a couple of centimeters of warm rain. By the end of the long (16 hours) day, they were passing up the Sault Ste. Marie River, and docked after dark at Soo. Passage through the Soo Locks was free for the Morrow Project!

     Tired from their travels, the team none-the-less asked questions about the Mail Boat's probable location. The ship had last been reported at Grand Isle, headed west along the southern shore of Lake Superior. It was either at any of a number of small villages along the coast, or at Duluth.

 

Monday, 10 July 2140

 

     weather report:  low temperature 55° F, high temperature 76° F, overcast (and pre-dawn fog to noon), average 91% humidity. Winds about 15 kph from SSW, visibility 8 kilometers once the fog cleared. Thunderstorms seen on the horizon, but no rain fell on the team. Moon phase was waning, 18% full.

 

     Another early departure for the team, casting off at 4:30 a.m. (nautical twilight). The Calypso sped over the ruffled waters of Lake Superior, looking at every large radar return, watching for the Mail Boat. From Soo to Duluth was about 800 kilometers, and took the team 18 hours -- arriving about 10:30 p.m., half-an-hour before nautical twilight!

     Radar and night-vision gear showed the Mail Boat tied up at a pier (in what had been Superior, Wisconsin before the Atomic War), about 50 meters from the actual shore within Superior Bay. A couple of well-lit buildings on the shore were presumably taverns or some such, catering to the fifteen or so carousing buccaneers. Most of the other buildings in the town were dark -- honest folk were asleep. A small island nearby had a small steamship in a sort of drydock -- the SS Meteor, once a museum ship.

     Tager and Dr. Perkins were landed on the shore a half-mile from the town, somewhat disguised (Tager in low boots, shorts, and Project vest with a poncho to cover up the vest and Uzi). They walked to the town, planning to get a bucket of beer as a ruse for getting close to the Mail Boat.  Tager lost that argument and entered one of the busy drinking establishments -- the Rusty Bucket. Half-a-dozen of the pirates were present, along with some of the rowdier townsmen; Captain Deltoid, looking appropriately large and dangerous, was seated at a table with a couple of his men. Tager was chatted up by a shy pirate named "Dangerous" Ron, and learned a few facts about how they operated. Of immediate interest was the fact that Sheryl, a girl from Shingleton, had been brought to Duluth by the pirates and married to Sheriff Tom Parker.

     After promising Ron she'd be back, Tager left the bar, and went out onto the longer pier with Perkins. Various rowboats and small sailing vessels (none over 20 tons displacement) were tied up to the pier, some with a crewman sleeping aboard. At the far end of the pier was the Mail Boat.

 

the Mail Boat

 

     A 100 ton armored steam vessel, with the hull sides and conning tower made from 37mm hard steel (25 points), and the deck of 25mm mild steel (22 points); internal bulkheads were 2mm thick mild steel (8 points).

     It was fitted with the turret from an M4A3 Sherman tank, weighing 6.4 tuns with 75mm M3 gun and ammunition. 90 rounds of 75x350mmR ammunition were carried (not all in the turret). The turret armor was 64mm of hard steel on all sides (34 points), turret traverse speed was 37 degrees per second. As an "item for sale" the turret would cost $11,500 without the main gun, coax gun, etc.

     The steam engine was (very roughly) capable of 100 HP; top speed was about 11 knots (20 kph). The boiler used solid fuel (normally wood).

     There were no cabins, no galley, no head aboard the vessel; a supply of tents and hammocks made it clear that camping ashore was the usual scheme.

 

     A bit of smoke was coming from the stack, indicating the boilers were being fed. Two men were visible on deck -- the Chief, a grizzled veteran; and George, a simple sailor stuck with night deck watch. Tager handed up the bucket of beer to George and climbed aboard, claiming Captain Deltoid sent her. George gladly stopped what he was doing to drink some beer but the Chief was wary and warned off  Tager, calling her a trollop.  She strolled aft and as she neared the Chief unlimbered a double-barreled shotgun.  Before he could bring it up to cover Tager, she grabbed it, ejected the shells and tossed it to the dock. The threat of the Uzi kept the Chief and George pliable while Tager and Perkins dropped a tear gas grenade down the aft and fore ventilators. One more pirate, on engine watch, came blustering and weeping from below.

     The two Project folk tied up the pirates, called the Calypso to come up to the pier, cast off from the pier, and made the Mail Boat fast to a line from the Morrow patrol boat. Just in case, they doused the fire in the Mail Boat's boiler, and pulled the breech block from the main gun. They then towed it out into the harbor, along with a stolen rowboat from alongside the pier (for the trio of pirates).

     After a bit of consultation aboard the Calypso, the team motored slowly southeast in Superior Bay (the 30 ton boat was slowed down considerably when towing a 100 ton vessel), back to the beach where Victor and Annie had gone ashore. There they anchored the Mail Boat and cast off the tow lines.

     Tager, the doctor, Jason Doyle and Bob Fairhope equipped themselves with their full kit for a confrontation, and went ashore; Roy Deschenes and Peter Kohderevsky were left on the boat. The Calypso slowly and silently motored back to the town, while the landing party made their way on foot.

     As the Morrow team approached the town, it was clear that the pirates and townsfolk had noticed the disappearance of the Mail Boat (leaving behind a stinging aroma). Rowboats and the only available motorboat were moving about the harbor, but given the moonless night, not much could be seen. The Morrow team saw a posse, led by the Sheriff, heading for the pier; after asking a baker to lead them to the Sheriff's house, the team headed there.

     The house was a sturdy masonry two-story building, an old Carnegie library; there were bars on the windows. While the team tried to convince the Sheriff's aged mother to open the door and turn Sheryl over to them (with the suggestion of matrimony with Captain Doyle, complete with flirting through the mail slot of the door), Perkins kept on eye on the baker, preventing him from wandering off and alerting the posse. Tager grew bored and walked around to the back of the building, using her knife to pry open the rear door, walked through and opened the front door. The Sheriff's mother protested Tager's actions and was picked up and sat down on a nearby chair  Sheryl was persuaded to accompany the team back down to the waterfront; her very recent marriage to the Sheriff was clearly not a love-match.

     After packing some essentials, the team and Sheryl returned to the waterfront. The team confronted the Sheriff, his posse, and a few (mostly very drunk) pirates; those of the townsfolk who had come out to see what all the fuss was about quickly retreated into their homes or businesses. Captain Deltoid was off in the motorboat.

     One of the pirates, despite being in the sights of the 20th Century folk, whipped up his gun -- and got plugged from several directions! The remaining pirates surrendered; most of the Sheriff's posse melted away in the face of bewildering firepower and the clear message that R-101 only wanted the pirates. As the Sheriff turned to leave, Doyle complimented him on the quality of his house and a stand-off ensued. Tager fired a warning burst in the dirt; the Sheriff shot at Dr. Perkins and missed! Perkins fired back and missed! Tager shot the Sheriff  (two leg wounds) but she did not shoot the deputies (by that point, all of the remaining locals had fled or surrendered).

Two doses of Perkins' medkit healing juice were used, tending to the Sheriff.

 

     Meanwhile, the rowboats and motorboats in the bay were returning to the pier, drawn by the sounds of gunfire. Deltoid and the pirates in his boat were easily captured when the Calypso turned on every running light, navigation light, spot light, etc. and eerily approached the pier in complete silence -- and the team on the pier demonstrated their possession of automatic weapons. Deltoid's men were convinced but their captain scoffed and dared the team to shoot him in the back. Deltoid got back into the small motorboat; Tager shot up the motor and the captain grudgingly surrendered rather than sink foolishly into the harbor waters. All pirates present were taken captive; some of the pirates on rowboats, or totally passed-out at the Big Sis brothel, went uncaptured.

     In all, 13 pirates were taken prisoner. The most dangerous were placed in the small rowboat being towed; the rest were tied up upon the deck of the Calypso. Also aboard the Calypso was Sheryl, the Sheriff's wife. Sensing that staying in Duluth would be risky, the Morrow team took the Mail Boat in tow, with the row boat behind, and left Superior Bay at about midnight. Top speed with the tow was 6 knots (11 kph).

 

Tuesday, 11 July 2140

 

     weather report:  low temperature 53° F, high temperature 66° F, overcast, average 72% humidity. Winds about 16 kph from E, visibility 25 kilometers. Sunrise 5:25 a.m., sunset 9:02 p.m.; moon phase was waning, 11% full.

 

     After dawn, the crew of the Calpyso made a more thorough check of their prisoners, taking down names and other information, feeding them and making sanitary arrangements. Dr. Perkins took blood samples from all of the prisoners.

 

Kevin:  the Med Kits, large or small, aren't much use for some of the diagnosis Perkins was hoping for

("signs of antibodies for previous major diseases, malnutrition or deficiencies,

long-term exposure to radiation and/or heavy metals, or other indicators of dormant diseases.")

The doc's Medicine skill is more useful for that.

The prisoners aren't carrying notable amounts of radiation or heavy metals, at least.

 

Wednesday, 12 July 2140

 

     weather report:  low temperature 52° F, high temperature 73° F, overcast, average 53% humidity. Winds about 10 kph from ESE, visibility 20 kilometers. Sunrise 5:26 a.m., sunset 9:01 p.m.; moon phase was waning, 5% full.

 

     The Calypso continued her voyage east on Lake Superior. Dr. Perkins gave each of the Morrow team members a physical checkup -- no signs of any trouble, in fact probably all were healthier than on the day they left the cryoberths.

 

Thursday, 13 July 2140

 

     weather report:  low temperature 55° F, high temperature 75° F, scattered clouds, average 72% humidity. Winds about 13 kph from NNW, visibility 25 kilometers. Sunrise 5:57 a.m., sunset 9:28 p.m.; moon phase was waning, 1% full.

 

     Another day sailing towards Soo.

 

Friday, 14 July 2140

 

     weather report:  low temperature 48° F, high temperature 70° F, mostly cloudy in the morning, scattered clouds in the afternoon , average 64% humidity. Winds about 12 kph from NW, visibility 25 kilometers. Sunrise 5:58 a.m., sunset 9:27 p.m.; the moon was new.

 

     The Calypso approached Soo after midnight; given the utter darkness, currents at the mouth of the Saint Mary's River, and the tow, Captain Doyle decided to wait until the start of civil twilight (5:21 a.m.) to approach the anchorage.

     A bit of nautical fiddling ended up with the Calypso and the Mail Boat moored on the waterfront. The thirteen pirates were turned over to the gendarmes, and taken to jail for trial the next day. Two of the pirates -- the Chief and George -- were spared by the team, due to their cooperation after the capture of the pirate ship.

     The Morrow Project crew were very tired after a long voyage, standing helm watches, radio/radar watches, and guard watches; the Mail Boat had to be secured and surveyed for hazards, valuables, etc., and the Calypso itself needed to be looked over for minor faults. By mid-afternoon, the crew were mostly asleep.

 

boodle and swag from the pirates

     This includes items taken from pirates on the shore, on the boat, etc.

  • $75.12 in 20th Century non-bullion coinage -- American and Canadian coins post, prison tokens, and a few other round metal objects. The commonest coins are American quarter-dollars and Canadian $1 "loonies".

  • two $20 gold "Double Eagle" coins, dated 1933 ... moderately worn condition, almost certainly from Morrow Project trade good packs.

  • three $10 gold Canadian coins, all dated 1912 ... in good condition. 27mm diameter, 16.72 grams each.

  • six 12 gauge double-barrel break-open 20th Century shotguns; "moderately worn" condition

  • two 12 gauge single-barrel break-open 20th Century shotguns, "moderately worn" condition

  • twelve .38 Special revolvers, 20th Century vintage; "moderately worn" condition

  • eight .30-30 lever action rifles, Winchester 94 or equivalent from the 20th Century, "moderately worn" condition

  • two 12 gauge pump shotguns (20th Century vintage, not police or riot models), "moderately worn" condition

  • two cap-and-ball single-shot .58 caliber pistols, 22nd Century, "good" condition

  • twenty cap-and-ball .58 caliber rifles, 22nd Century, "good" condition

  • 75mm M3 cannon, installed in turret, "good" condition

  • three breech-loading .58 caliber rifles (similar to the Sharps rifle; one is the coaxial weapon with no stock, the other two have pintle "yoke" mounts), 22nd Century vintage, "good" condition

  • twenty cutlasses (or that's what the pirates call them -- they're more like machetes).

  • "plenty" of black powder, bullets, patches, etc. for .58 caliber weapons -- probably at least 8 kg of black powder, for example.

  • 1200 percussion caps, in a wooden box labelled:

 

2000 #11 CAPS

IRON SOCIETY FACTORY

FREE CITY OF STYX

 

  • 90 rounds of 75mm cannon ammunition. The cases are all from the 20th Century, loaded within the last couple of years with percussion primers and black powder. 20 are canister rounds, the other 70 are "common shell" with simple impact fuses. The common shell projectiles weigh about 6.5 kg each, including roughly 0.7 kg of black powder in them; the propellant weighs about 0.5 kg, and the empty case weighs 1.1 kg -- thus loaded shells are 8.1 kg.

  • 500 rounds of .38 Special ammunition, all in ancient cases reloaded with black powder propellant and lead bullets.

  • 300 rounds of 12 gauge buckshot ammunition, all in ancient plastic hulls, 22nd Century reloads with black powder propellant and lead 00 shot. Some of them have the word "STYX" stamped on the cardstock front-closing disc.

  • 1600 rounds of .30-30 ammunition, all in ancient cases, reloaded with black powder propellant and lead bullets.

  • ratty, nasty hammocks, tents, clothing, and other pirate "field gear" ... do you want to know more?

  • a 1988 Rand McNally Road Atlas, very ragged, stained and written upon for decades.

  • things that "belong to the pirate boat":  anchors, lines, fuel, tools, etc.

     

I may think of more pirate ship contents ... 

 

Saturday, 15 July 2140

 

     weather report:  low temperature 42° F, high temperature 75° F, scattered clouds in the afternoon, average 65% humidity. Winds about 8 kph from NW, visibility 15 kilometers. Sunrise 5:59 a.m., sunset 9:26 p.m.; the waxing moon was 1.5% illuminated.

 

     The crew of the Mail Boat were tried for various crimes. All but Captain Deltoid were given 24 months of penal servitude; he was sentenced to be hung, pending an appeal to the Governeur. Enough of the day was taken up by legal process that the Morrow Project crew had little time left for other chores. The team was paid $130 for bringing the pirates to justice.

     They were informed that they were invited to view the hanging at dawn, unless the Governeur intervened. Annie Tager and Captain Doyle asked to be woken for the event ...

     A letter addressed to Captain Doyle of the Calypso was delivered by a Mariner crew:

 

 

 

The Skinball League

 

   

Apolis Silverbacks

Bastion Gronts

Bricktop Wolfs

Feeding Ground Vultures

Fort Tol Missiles

Haven Whitecoats

North Shore Nessies

Sag Saggers

Sentinel Storm

Troyt Tornadoes

   
   

 

July 12th, 2140

Lud

 
 

 Dear Captain Doyle,

 

    The Skinball League would like to extend an invitation to you and the crew of the SS Calpyso, to visit the League offices at Lud at your convenience. We understand that you represent the Morrow Project; the League feels that the goals of the Morrow Project ("Peace, Justice, Freedom, and Rebuilding Civilization") are compatible with the aims and plans of the League.

     We look forward to seeing you,

 

Sincerely,

 

 

 

 

 

Heather Mist

Commissioner of Skinball

 

 

 
   

 

Sunday, 16 July 2140

 

     weather report:  low temperature 42° F, high temperature 79° F, scattered clouds or mostly cloudy (clear before dawn), average 85% humidity. Winds about 5 kph from SW, visibility 20 kilometers. Sunrise 6:00 a.m., sunset 9:25 p.m.; the waxing moon was 5.5% illuminated.

 

     Ringing alarm bells, galloping horses, people running about with lanterns, and other tumult on shore alerted whichever of the Calypso's crew was on watch before dawn. A shouted query brought the reason:  Captain Deltoid had escaped from jail during the night!

     By the time the crew were all up and on deck, more news came -- a steam launch had been stolen during the night, and the Chief was missing. The presumption was that the Chief had broken into Deltoid's cell from outside, and the two of them had escaped in the stolen launch. They had at least a four hour head start, with a top speed of 10 knots.

     Being the fastest vessel around, and able to get underway far sooner than any local motor vessel, the Calpyso quickly left Soo, headed generally along the northern shore of Lake Superior. They expected to find the launch within two hours.

     The Calypso's crew used her radar to find the steam launch by 8:30 a.m. -- abandoned and drifting. The Project patrol boat pulled up cautiously to the launch, only to find it empty. There were some bloodstains; apparently the pirates had done something piratical. Roy was put aboard the launch, to run it back to Soo.

     Scanning for stolen boats, the team saw several fishing boats, and Cape Gargantua about 15 kilometers away. None of the fishing boats would be able to leave the area quickly, so Captain Doyle pointed the patrol boat's bow towards the cape.

 

Cape Gargantua

     A promontory in Lake Superior, along the Ontario shore, formed of volcanic rock. An 18 meter-tall lozenge-shaped rock on the cape is named "The Devil's Chair". The cape is rocky, with many evergreen trees. 

     There are many small islands around the cape.

     The Ojibwa tribe considers the cape to be a sacred site, home to Nanabozho, a trickster god -- he governs the moods of Lake Superior, invented writing and fishing.

     From mid-May until August is mosquito season; they are at their peak at dawn and dusk, and live in swampy or heavily forested areas.

     From mid-May until the end of June is black fly season. They bite all day round!

 

     Indeed, once the vessel cautiously moved behind some of the islands, a small sailboat could be seen on a rocky beach. Approaching as quickly as they dared (there were many jagged rocks on the lake bed), the Calypso dropped anchor a few meters from the sailboat. Nobody was in the sailboat, but there was blood washing around inside. Captain Doyle, Bob Fairhope, and Annie quickly landed around 9 a.m., and found signs of a couple of men walking from the beach into the thick forest.

     Some remarkable tracking by Annie led the trio to a foot path which wound around the trees and boulders, following the cape's ridge towards the mainland miles away. Fleet-footed, well-conditioned Annie darted ahead, while the captain and Bob Fairhope sweated and slogged along with their weapons and field gear.

     Within twenty minutes, Annie came upon Captain Deltoid and the Chief jogging along the path. They heard her coming, but a burst from her Micro-Uzi put the Chief down. Deltoid was hit, but leapt tigerishly into the foliage along the path. Tager crouched low and used her medkit to keep the Chief (and our hopes of finding the caches) alive.

One dose of Tager's medkit healing juice were used, tending to the Chief

 

    Captain Doyle and Bob heard the gunshots, and broke into a puffing, sweating run.

     Annie crept into the shrubbery, seeking Captain Deltoid -- a tense minute passed while each waited for the other to reveal themselves.  Hearing Doyle and Fairhope approaching, Annie called out to the Captain who leaped out at her, double-barrel pistol in one hand and big knife in the other! He got off a shot, but Annie's coverall stopped the bullet -- and her submachine gun put an end to Deltoid. Doyle and Bob stumbled up, half-a-minute too late to help.

     Besides some knives and camping / travel gear, the only thing of value carried by Deltoid and the Chief was a double-barrel .58 caliber flintlock rifled pistol.

     While the tree Project members sat, regaining their breath, four or five people with dark hair approached along the path, doing their best not to look threatening. They were carrying bows, and wearing buckskin and generally "tribal" clothing. Annie suspected there were more of them in the woods. They introduced themselves (in English) eventually as members of the Ojibwa tribe, concerned about gunfire and bloodshed on the land sacred to Nanaboozhoo. With a bit of careful negotiation, the Ojibwe (probably a group of warriors and teachers) agreed to help carry George and the corpse of Deltoid back to the beach -- they gathered some down tree limbs to form a stretcher (for George) and travois (for Deltoid).

     At the beach, the Ojibwe asked the Project members, "Please don't do these things here."

     Doctor Perkins and Peter sailed the fishing boat back to Soo (leaving about 10 a.m.); George went aboard the Calypso. As the patrol boat slowly slipped out between the islands and rocks of the cape, the crew spoke with George. Captain Doyle asked George whey he'd broken Deltoid out of jail -- the answer, "Because he was my captain" seemed to please Doyle. George agreed to lead the Morrow personnel to the caches of treasure he and Captain Deltoid had laid up on remote areas of the northern Superior shore, in return for which he would get half of his own cache, and his freedom. The team agreed to have Deltoid buried, under a grave marker bearing his real name:  Theodore Wilkowitz.

     The Calypso motored for three hours along the shore, eventually turning into a river mouth where George's cache was. It contained (in abstract terms) $290 and a bunch of property deeds for land on Manitoulin Island, in the Arcadian Republic. The team took the deeds and half of the money.

     Another half-hour of travel brought the Calypso to the remote bay, near which stood the remains of a small cabin. George said he hadn't been to the cabin himself, but it was probably booby-trapped. Sure enough, there was a cable set to pull down the remains of the fieldstone chimney onto the people who tried to steal Deltoid's treasure. Having avoided the trap, the team broke into the old floor safe which held the stash:

 

  • lots of Canadian and American paper money (an attache case full), in $20, $50 and $100 denominations -- about 12,000 bills in all, or 12 kg.

    • a nice brown leather attache case, free with your money!

  • 1 kg of assorted jewelry in a shoebox -- wedding rings, necklaces, bracelets, wrist watches, etc.

  • $1000 in non-bullion American and Canadian coins -- Kennedy and Eisenhower coins, loonies, quarters, dimes, etc. No prison tokens, casino tokens, etc. in this batch. 25 kilograms, in various Mason jars, kid's lunchboxes, tackle boxes, etc.

  • a Winchester Model 12 pump shotgun in 12 gauge, in "good" condition (wrapped in oily rags). It has a 6 round tubular magazine (plus one more in the chamber), and an 18.5" barrel. Note that this gun is not safe to fire with Magnum shotgun ammunition (which is what the Project provides). It's set up as a trench gun, with a heat shield, bayonet lug, and leather sling, and has US military markings.

  • a box of 25 rounds of 12 gauge 00 buckshot, plastic hulls, loaded in the 20th Century. It's quite possible this ammunition will misfire due to age.

  • a tan gallon jug of strong alcohol ... Canadian 22nd Century whiskey at 125 proof.

  • twenty more of those gold Canadian coins, this time $5 denominations, with dates from 1912 to 1914. Uncirculated condition. The wrapper they are in is labelled:

 

Bank of Canada

Banque du Canada

Ottawa

$100 - GOLD $5 D'OR - $100

 

          ... with the number 1988 hand-written on the wrapper.

  • four more $20 U.S. gold "double eagle" coins dated 1933. Circulated "used" condition.

     

     Finding and disabling the trap, sorting the cache contents, and then hauling the ~50 kg of treasure down to boat took an hour or so. By 3 p.m. the crew, and George, hove to off-shore and had lunch. George directed the crew to a small fishing village about an hour's voyage to the northwest; once there, he'd make his own way to his well-earned retirement community.

     Thus, about 4:00 George was dropped off, with his money, a musket, and some pirate "field gear", and the Calypso turned back towards Soo. They made good speed, by not following the coast, and just before sunset they arrived, once again, at the harbor. Peter, Doc Perkins, and Roy were waiting for them. Captain Doyle turned over the corpse of Captain Deltoid to an undertaker (along with the $10 fee for a burial), hired some members of the Gendarmerie to guard the Calypso ($6), and took the entire crew to a hotel for a big meal / drinking event ($15 including meals, drinks and rooms).

 

Check off $32 from the ship's funds, Hugh!

    

Monday, 17 July 2140

 

     weather report:  low temperature 51° F, high temperature 80° F, scattered clouds till 4 p.m., then a brief thunderstorm, followed by clouds and light drizzle until late at night, average 81% humidity. Winds about 6 kph from W, visibility 10 kilometers. Sunrise 6:01 a.m., sunset 9:25 p.m.; the waxing moon was 11.3% illuminated.

 

     Somewhat hung over or overstuffed with food, the crew of the Calypso slept in. An envelope left at the front desk of the hotel, for the crew of the Calypso from the Governeur, contained a dozen Canadian loonie (dollar) coins (the bounty for bringing Deltoid back to Soo) -- minted in 1987, 1988, and 1989 by the way.

     As a fun change to their routine until now, the crew began their conditioning training this day. Some stretching and calisthenics then a quick 2k run to wake up, followed by a small breakfast of carbs. Afterwards, three hours of STR and CON evaluation where everyone was run ragged: sprinting up and down hills (sometimes with sand bags), rope climbing, and other common tortures of basic training.  After lunch and a two hour break, wet suits were donned and the team worked on endurance swimming, above and below water. By the end of Day One, Tager had a pretty good idea of everyone's STR, CON, and DEX as well as their approximate Swim, Climb, and Jump.  It was clear that CON training was needed by most of the team

     Theodore Wilkowitz was buried in the Catholic cemetery at Soo that day.

 


 

  • Consumable resources this run

 

    • Tager 

      • Two CS grenades when stealing the Mail Boat

      • Thirty rounds of 7.62mm ammo when confronting the sheriff and Captain Deltoid

        • Warning shots (12), sheriff (6), unlucky pirate (6), outboard motor (6) 

      • One smoke grenade when confronting Captain Deltoid on the dock 

      • Twenty two rounds of 9mm ammo near Cape Gargantua

        • At chief (6), At Captain (16) 

      • MedKit "healing" charge (to heal the Chief)

    • somebody

      • a Medkit "healing" charge (to heal the Sheriff)

      • four doses of Medkit sedative 

    • team

      • the team has been up and about for 14 days so far ... 84 person-days of food, toilet paper, dish soap, etc. -- almost 9% of your LRP rations, if that's what you were eating (presuming two meals a day). Plus 39 person-days of food for pirate prisoners ...

 

 on to Something In The Water

 

 

 

Comments (1)

Michael said

at 12:19 pm on Feb 7, 2016

Thanks Kirk for the edit/update!

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