Paul B
NJRC Member
It's pretty warm here today so I decide to get some exercise and take a walk to the beach behind my house. It's about 170 steps almost straight down and being it's kind of still winter, I have not been doing this much yet. In the summer I try to do it almost every day. So I figure I will go like half way down, take a little rest, and come back up. Every day I will do some more. So I go down about half way and I can see the beach.
I take a little break, sit down and look around.
I see this "Thing" on the sand that wasn't there the day before. I am part of this seal, whale, turtle rescue thing here on Long Island and I figure it is one of those creatures.
This beach is almost in-accessible except by helicopter or walking down all these steps.
I figure I need to get a little closer to see what it is.
I walk down a little farther knowing that at some point I will have to walk back up and I know there is no cell phone service on the beach.
I go down some more and realize it is a person. OMG. Someone must have had a heart attack, broke a leg, was overcome with velvet or is dying from boredom.
I really don't want to descend all the way down because I am not in shape to go back up.
I watch intensely for maybe five minutes to see if they move.
No movement, they must be hurt, in a coma or dead. OMG again.
If I don't get to them I will not be able to sleep thinking about what could be wrong with them.
So I head down still seeing no movement. I check my phone to see how my stocks are doing, I mean to see if I have, service.
I get to the sand and start walking. He or she is maybe 75 yards away, laying on the sand with their feet facing the water and their head facing the mountain.
If they are hurt, I will have to make it all the way up the stairs to call for help and they will have to dispatch a helicopter as there is no other way to get to this particular beach. Should I put rocks on the beach spelling out "SOS" like they do in the movies?
Light a fire?
My mind is racing. Will I have to do CPR, set a broken leg, perform Mouth to Mouth or just brush the marauding hermit crabs off of the body. I don't know but I am getting closer.
I still see no movement but it is windy and the seagulls are giving me a headache.
I get up to the person and notice it seems to be a female. She had kind of nice looking designer boots on and a down jacket with a hood fringed with fur.
Still no movement so I figure right away, she must be a run away Supermodel that is scared of the Corona Virus and wants to get away from the Paparazzi.
As I walk closer I am shuffling my feet making noise with the rocks to try to stir the person.
Nothing!!
I inch right up to her and yell, "HEY ARE YOU OK? ".
She quickly jerks her head up and says, "Yes, I am Fine, I must have fallen Asleep".
I wanted to say, "Are you like Sleeping Beauty and ate a poison apple that made you fall asleep on the rocks and sand of a deserted beach with your feet near the water or are you some sort of Mermaid that thinks you have ich?
I didn't ask and just said, "I am glad you are not dead because I can't carry you up all those stairs.
And I left. But tonight I will sleep knowing I almost saved a Supermodel and walked up more stairs than I wanted to.
I take a little break, sit down and look around.
I see this "Thing" on the sand that wasn't there the day before. I am part of this seal, whale, turtle rescue thing here on Long Island and I figure it is one of those creatures.
This beach is almost in-accessible except by helicopter or walking down all these steps.
I figure I need to get a little closer to see what it is.
I walk down a little farther knowing that at some point I will have to walk back up and I know there is no cell phone service on the beach.
I go down some more and realize it is a person. OMG. Someone must have had a heart attack, broke a leg, was overcome with velvet or is dying from boredom.
I really don't want to descend all the way down because I am not in shape to go back up.
I watch intensely for maybe five minutes to see if they move.
No movement, they must be hurt, in a coma or dead. OMG again.
If I don't get to them I will not be able to sleep thinking about what could be wrong with them.
So I head down still seeing no movement. I check my phone to see how my stocks are doing, I mean to see if I have, service.
I get to the sand and start walking. He or she is maybe 75 yards away, laying on the sand with their feet facing the water and their head facing the mountain.
If they are hurt, I will have to make it all the way up the stairs to call for help and they will have to dispatch a helicopter as there is no other way to get to this particular beach. Should I put rocks on the beach spelling out "SOS" like they do in the movies?
Light a fire?
My mind is racing. Will I have to do CPR, set a broken leg, perform Mouth to Mouth or just brush the marauding hermit crabs off of the body. I don't know but I am getting closer.
I still see no movement but it is windy and the seagulls are giving me a headache.
I get up to the person and notice it seems to be a female. She had kind of nice looking designer boots on and a down jacket with a hood fringed with fur.
Still no movement so I figure right away, she must be a run away Supermodel that is scared of the Corona Virus and wants to get away from the Paparazzi.
As I walk closer I am shuffling my feet making noise with the rocks to try to stir the person.
Nothing!!
I inch right up to her and yell, "HEY ARE YOU OK? ".
She quickly jerks her head up and says, "Yes, I am Fine, I must have fallen Asleep".
I wanted to say, "Are you like Sleeping Beauty and ate a poison apple that made you fall asleep on the rocks and sand of a deserted beach with your feet near the water or are you some sort of Mermaid that thinks you have ich?
I didn't ask and just said, "I am glad you are not dead because I can't carry you up all those stairs.
And I left. But tonight I will sleep knowing I almost saved a Supermodel and walked up more stairs than I wanted to.
