Elwyn Blog
With the inertial dampers failing and vomit dribbling down Traceys chin, we came to the furthest regions of the British Isles, OutStack.
It had been said that no man had been this far out but the illuminated MacDonalds logo on top of the stack claimed something different.
Captain Jack said keep your eyes open for Davey Jones he’s around here some where. We later found him in his green grocers shop on Muckle Flugger.
We dived in two waves, as soon as the first lot hit the water the second group rifeled thru all of their kit for scraps of food and anything of value to
appease captain Jack who was sat on top of the MacDonalds logo ringing birds. Later that day a blonde and brunnet turned up for a party, the blonde Twice
Knightley was bloody good with a tatey knife, the brunnette said she could only stay for four days as she had no change of underwear.
Later that day we dived the wreck of E49 mined in the 1st W.W. This was an excellent dive with 20mtrs lateral visability it was good to see that the Ensign
was in excellent condition.
We then moored at Baltasound for the night, the boat drawing a crowd of spectators yet again, how strange. The comments from amongst the crowd which could
could be heard where mainly how short captain Jack was with his boyish good looks parrot and hook. We all turned in after an exhausting three dive day, the
boat heaved a sigh of relief as burps farts and snores echoed around our mooring for the night. Good night Out stack,goodnight Muckle Flugger Goodnight E49,
Goodnight.
