I was in Maine this weekend visiting friends and taking some time off before the fiscal/academic/harvest year begins. There was a terrible riptide at the beach we were at and we watched a kid get sucked out into the ocean. A guy went out to rescue him, but was having a tough time making it back. The kid’s mother was extremely alarmed and upset (rightfully so), which made the situation all the more upsetting. I ran for about 10 minutes to get across the beach and through the parking for official help as there was not any lifeguard on duty. By the time help arrived, they had made it back safely to shore after someone told them to swim across the current rather than into it (which makes obvious sense in retrospect). Anyway, the situation freaked me out quite a bit. I felt pretty bad that I didn’t immediately get help and instead assumed that the random guy from the beach swimming out to save the kid was sufficient. All’s well that ends well. We returned to our towel-marked home base and sat for a moment to calm down. Seagulls began attacking a neighboring encampment. I like to believe that I would have normally chased them away, but the chaos and humor was very welcome after the stress of the situation, so instead of helping, I watched and recorded the whole thing. Sometimes, I guess I am just not very nice…oh well, there’s always room for improvement. Here’s the video:
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