The Lady Caterpillar
“Welcome aboard The Lady Caterpillar lad!” Said the grungy man with the pipe between his teeth. “This ‘yer first time settin’ sail?”
“Oh yes!” Alex responded, still wide-eyed from the fact that was finally going to sail the high seas.
“Then I trust The Lady will treat ‘yer fancy. I don’t suppose ye know much about ships having never been on one, eh?”
“No sir. Only what I’ve heard from my grandpa’s stories.”
“Well then yer long past due for a tour!” The man said as he reached out his hand. “Name’s Grobberly Green. But ‘round here they call me Grobb.”
“Well Alex, come with me and I’ll show ye all the ins-and-outs of being a sailor.”
He gripped Grobb’s jagged hand and with that, they were off.
The next few days were filled with Grobb showing Alex where they tied the sails down; HOW they tied the sails down, what the different parts of the boat were, and how to tell the difference between port and starboard. He also showed him the storage room; the barracks were all the crewmen slept, and the ships kitchen, which the chef quickly kicked them out of. Alex was so enthralled by the whole experience that he never really noticed how much time was going by, in fact, time itself seemed to completely disappear as soon as Alex boarded the ship. The crew told him later that his smile that whole first week was so wide that they were sure it would knock his ears clean off his head, but he had taken no notice of it since he was lost in the amazement of his dream finally coming true.
After what was about the tenth day aboard The Lady Caterpillar, Alex noticed that there was some sails that Grobb failed to tell him about.
“What are those up there?” Alex asked. “They’ve been all wrapped up and no one has used them since I’ve been here.”
“Oh, I don’t know if I should tell ye about those yet lad.” Grobb replied. “The captain added those to the ship himself. He doesn’t like just anyone knowin’ ‘bout them, and due to ye bein’ so new around here, I don’t think he’d take too kindly to me tellin’ you bout them. At least not without his consent.”
“We’ll just have to ask him then. Where is he anyway? I don’t think I’ve seen him yet.”
“Oh, he stays in his captains quarters most the time, planning the ships route and what not, and he doesn’t let anyone in his quarters.”
“Well we could just knock on his door.”
Then a voice from behind Alex spoke, “Yer a persistent young lad, aren’t ye?” A figure appeared next to them. It was a tall man who looked like he was in his early thirties, he was dressed in fine blue and brown clothes with gold buttons and a large red hat that had a feather sticking out of one side of it and some sort of insignia stitched on the other side. He had black hair and deep brown eyes, Alex saw that his face was jagged with the scars of past battles, but he wasn’t dirty like any of the other crewman.
“Captain, sir!” Grobb said as he quickly stood up and saluted.
“Grobb; I told ye, ye mustn’t salute me every time I get on deck. We’ve been friends longer than I’ve been captain of this ship.” His voice was kind, yet strong, and Alex noticed that though he pronounced things much like the rest of the men on the ship did, his speech had a sense of refinement.
Grobb let his hand down and said, “But alas; yer me captain, and it just wouldn’t be proper if I didn’t salute.”
“Well perhaps.” The Captain said as he turned to Alex.
“Oh!” Alex said putting his hand to his head. “Captain, sir!”
“Haha! So Grobbery here’s been teachin’ you his ways, eh?”
“Yes sir!” Alex replied as he put his hand down.
“Well, he’s a good man, and an even better sailor! Ye could learn a lot from him.”
“Arr, yer too kind Captain.” Grobb said with a bit of a blush.
“So, what’s yer name lad?” asked the Captain.
“Oh. It’s Alexander Gillson.” He said somewhat sheepishly.
“Gillson, eh? That’s a good, strong name. I’ve no doubt you’ll become a fine sailor someday.” Alex smiled and looked at the ground.
“Now, I believe one of ye had a question fer me?” The Captain asked after a moment.
“Aye Captain.” Grobb replied. “The lad here wants to know what the extra sails are for.”
“Is that so?” He said turning his gaze upon Alex.
“Uh, yes sir. If that’s alright.” Alex replied, now a little worried that he might be being a little too nosey.
“I already told him sir that ye might not want him to know, due to him having only been here not two weeks.” Grobb added.
The Captain bent down next to Alex and said, “That’s true lad, I really don’t know ye that well.” Alex’s face dropped a little.
“I understand sir.” The captain then gave a quick glance at Grobb; and then back to Alex, and said, “Well Alex me boy, can you vow to me that ye will never talk about the sails to anyone except the crew of this ship?” Alex’s face brightened.
“Oh! Of course sir! I won’t tell anyone about them!”
“Then I see no reason why I can’t show ye them.” The Captain stood up and yelled, “Sammy!”
The man at the helm replied, “Aye, Captain?”
“Steer us toward the nearest Lift Falls.”
Then the Captain said, “Alright lad, it’ll take at least a good ten hours before we reach the Lift Falls, but when we get there ye will get to see those sails in action.”
“Thank you sir!” Alex said ecstatically.
“It’s my pleasure, boy.” The Captain replied as he turned back toward his quarters.
“Oh, and Captain?” Alex asked.
“Aye?” he said without turning around.
The Captain smiled. “I guess ye will just have to wait and see that too.” And with that he locked himself back in the captain’s quarters.
Alex awoke to a gruff voice, “Aye! Alex! Wake yer lazy bum up, it’s time!”
Alex got up and rubbed his eyes.
“Aye it’s me lad. Ye need to get up before you miss it!”
Alex’s eyes suddenly burst wide open. “The sails?”
Grobb chuckled, “Aye boy! The Captain’s already on deck, so lets get up there!”
As they climbed the ladder onto the deck, Alex noticed a faint rumbling sound, and saw that the sun was just starting to rise. They climbed up to the helm where the Captain was shouting orders at the crewmen while he steered the ship. He wasn’t wearing his hat.
“Here, boy.” Grobb said, handing him a harness. “Put this on.”
Grobb replied “It’s to keep ye on the ship.” He attached a rope to the harness and Alex gave him a confused look.
“Ahh, Alex me boy!” The Captain said, finally noticing they were there. “We’re almost to the Lift Falls!”
“So, what ARE the Lift Falls then?” Alex asked having to raise his voice to speak over all the noise.
“Haven’t you noticed the rumbling?”
Alex listened again and found that the rumbling had gotten quite a bit louder, then he realized what the sound was.
The Captain pointed forward and yelled: “Look out there!”
What Alex saw made his stomach drop, it was a massive waterfall fast approaching and the ship was pointed straight at it.
“SHOULDN’T WE TURN AROUND?!” Alex yelled in panic, but the Captain could no longer hear him over the roaring waterfall.
“ALL RIGHT MEN! CLOSE THE MAIN SAILS! TIE THEM DOWN!” The Captain kept shouting orders as they got closer to the waterfall, Alex was becoming more and more afraid.
“DON’T WORRY LAD.” Grobb said trying to comfort Alex. “THE CAPTAIN’S GOT THIS UNDER CONTROL!”
“WHAT ARE WE DOING GROBB?” Alex pleaded.
“JUST TRUST US LAD! YE’LL BE ALRIGHT!”
Alex was still afraid but he took some comfort in Grobb’s words. They were now within 30 feet of the waterfall.
The Captain yelled, “HOLD STEADY MEN! WAIT FOR MY MARK!”
“YE MIGHT WAN’T TO HOLD ON TO SOMETHING.” Grobb instructed Alex.
Then all the voices were silenced, all that was left was the intense roaring of the waterfall.
Alex’s heart jumped into his throat as the bow sunk over the edge.
“NOW!” The Captain screamed. “RELEASE THE TEGMINE SAILS!” Several crewmen yanked on ropes, releasing the sails.
Alex was dumbfounded. The sails shot out horizontally, and they were stiff and stout, like a paper fan. They bowed slightly upward as the wind caught their undersides and the ship took off. The roaring of the waterfall quickly disappeared as the whole ship began to glide away, and all Alex could hear for a moment was the rushing of the wind. The crew then let out a cheerful roar and the captain yelled in reply: “Good job men!”
After a while of taking it all in, Alex said, “They’re wings.”
“Aye lad!” Grobb replied with a big grin on his face.
“But how-how can they lift the ship?” Alex asked.
“The whole ship is made from the rare Downyoak lumber. It’s as durable as some of the toughest wood, yet it’s lighter than any other.”
“I can’t believe it.” Alex said as they both gazed out over the edge at the sunrise. The captain looked at them from the helm and smiled.
They stood there for what seemed like an eternity and then Alex spoke.
“Aye.” Grobb said in return. “There be few sights I’ve seen that are as beautiful as when The Lady Caterpillar spreads her wings.”