Posted on April 22, 2017 in Geology Recent Writing Exercises
We had gone on one of those boats that take you to where the lava flows and drips into the sea, a beautiful experience that left me with memories of the orange and yellow streams, floating rocks, and gas that made me barf. On the way back, we headed into the rising sun. Someone started talking about fishing. “You know,” I said, “I once caught a shark on light line. Eight pound test.” Everyone turned to marvel. I held my hands about a foot apart. “It was only this long, but it was a shark. The passengers burst out in laughter. I smiled then photographed the startling red of the sun erupting in the East.