The Boating King

Did I make a huge mistake by moving to Iceland? I thought this would be the adventure of a lifetime, but in the six months I have been here, I have only been miserable. Honestly, I don’t even remember why I moved from Melbourne in the first place. Iceland is cold, windy, extremely remote and, worst of all, doesn’t have a boating community like Melbourne does. I used to be the king of Port Phillip Bay. Everyone would bow before me and admit how awesome I was at boating. When I got went to a marine welder for boat catch installation, everyone in Melbourne’s boating community knew about it. People there talk, you see, and when the Marine King got a new boat catch, it was the talk of the town.

That’s probably the thing I miss most about Melbourne. Boats and boat welding projects were my entire life. I loved the fame of being the best boater in Melbourne, the trendsetting, the fancy dinner parties with others who love boats and welding. I wasn’t a welder myself, of course, but I took great interest in the practice, as it could be used to directly enhance my boat. Only a fool would be interested in boats but not pay attention to marine welding. Businesses in the Melbourne area took great interest in my boating career as well, you know. I had so many sponsors. So many sponsors that you wouldn’t even believe it if I told you.

Maybe I should go back home, to that beautiful bay of Port Phillip. I can hear the winds there calling my name. Why did I even leave? Oh, that’s right. I’m a highly wanted pirate that ravaged the coastal towns of Melbourne. Geelong, Rosebud, Brighton. They were all victims of my savage raids. In the end, I had to retire with my treasures, with the police close to hunting me down. Perhaps I will be able to return in a decade or so, but not now.

– The Boating King