'The first owner of my boat was one Pablo Escobar, a noted agricultural entrepreneur late of Medelin, Columbia
. While she has been thoroughly inspected by every Alphabet Agency in the Western Hemishphere (panels and inspection ports
pop open at the snap of a finger) I keep hoping to find a void awash in cut diamonds or something.'
James Power, formerly of the PDQ
Factory, still drives up and down the East Coast
owners keep their boats up. During a visit he was down in the bows looking for water
infiltration when he said (voice muffled from the compartment) "Did you know you have a lot of water
in this transverse tank?" I replied "What Transverse Tank?" and remembered the post above. Sure enough, back in the back dark corner of both bow compartments were another set of 6" screw off covers, only these weren't so easy to remove. Trying to control my excitement I told James not to worry, I'd pump them out later.
Next morning, in a cold rain, I stuck a pump into the port transverse tank and cranked it up, with the other end hanging over the gravel below. I was worried about the strange color of the exhaust
water, it was about the color of a Navy
Ship, Haze Gray. There were 30 gallons of accumulated rain water in that tank. I climbed down off the boat and crawled around in the resulting large puddle, feeling around in the gray water to see what was there.
My heart started pounding.
It was small, rectangular, roughly faceted, and transparent.
It was a piece of glass.