SOS 100 N, 1650
E- Ch 30
KULO LUNA - Grace and beauty, these giant fins propel the whale at considerable speed over thousands of miles from feeding to breeding grounds.
Looking at Kulo floating in the sea, John sensed there was something else wrong with this magnificent creature. The whale seems utterly exhausted, barely moving, except with the waves, yet strangely content in this immobile state. He dialled up Steve Green’s mobile using international code prefix. The wonder of modern communications is that, provided money is no object, you can speak with anyone, anywhere in the world. This is one of those emergencies where he breaks his own rules; his hunches are rarely wrong.
“Hey Steve is that you.” Steve had been sleeping. Chasing that elusive story with a camera crew on dried food rations and cereal bars, had taken it’s toll. Yawning, he mustered his strength and tried to focus on his wristwatch.
“Ya buddy, who else.” “Don’t tell me the whale is dead?” Desperately hoping he was wrong.
“No, but we’ve found it and something’s not quite right. I need a marine biologist urgently - I know, it’s a tall order.”
“How bad? No don’t worry, I’ve got an idea. Call you back.”
“Wait.” Said Storm, and he went on to describe his observations, ending with “make it quick.”
“Sorry, he’s on another line can I….”
“Tell him it’s urgent, Steve, about Kulo…”
“Hi Steve, Tom here.”
“Tom, we’ve got a situation and need a marine biologist. Any ideas?”
“Uh, well I know there’s a biologist on Oc. But, how to get her to – where?” “Hey, what’s in this for us?” There were a few moments of silence while each man paused for thought.
“Not good enough. We’d need the exclusive to conclusion – whatever that is.”
“Come on Tom, you know I’ve obligations, and we don’t know how this’ll turn out. You know I’ll do my best for you, if I say I will.” Tom thought for a minute. Steve had not let him down in the years he’d known him. He was the last of an honourable breed of reporter, wished there were more like him. It was a no-brainer.
“Yuh, sorry old chum, I’m so used to all those regular bozos who say anything to get you, then don’t deliver.” “I know where you’re coming from Tom, but have we got a deal.”
“Is there any need to ask; of course. I’ll get back to you.”
“Hey, keep a lid on the location.”
“Need to know Steve, need to know.”
“Elizabeth Swan, hello, Dan speaking.”
“Swan, hi Dan there’s a helicopter on it’s way toting a full on cetacean expert.
“Thanks Steve, what’s he like?”
“You let me know later. Just concentrate on the job in hand. We’ll return this biologist to Ocean Shepherd. A volunteer dived straight in without being asked.” Dan relayed the message to John as soon as he surfaced.
“A bloke called Hall is on his way.”
“You ready.” The marine biologist had hurriedly tumbled into a flight suit the pilot had provided. It was almost made to measure, a fact the pilot was taking in rather more than he should have.
“I just need my bag please, and I’m ready – thanks.” The winch operator clipped the volunteer in and checked the safety straps were all fastened and nodded approval. Then he slid the side door open.
“Here we go then,” said the winchman. He pulled the biologist in front of him and said,
“don’t look down,” which was the first thing Hall did of course, but it was too late by then. Hall was over the side swinging by a harness. The volunteer clenched the wire to steady for a controlled landing. John went to catch him, but he was swinging away. Then the boat heaved back and he caught him, nearly going over in the process and noticing for the first time the shapely tight fitting suit, unmistakably filled out by a voluptuous woman. The biologist was now firmly on board. John unclipped her harness and looked at Suki Hall for the first time. Suki steadied herself and looked back. They studied each other. John was expecting a man and Suki hadn’t known what to expect, but was pleasantly surprised.
“Oi, come on you two,” shouted the winchman. All they heard was a mumble in the downdraught, but the message was clear. John let go the harness and signaled a thumbs up, shouting up
“Why thank you Mr Storm?”
“Yes, that’s me, come and meet Dan and our patient.” He could hardly suppress a smile, nor take his eyes off the curviest flight suit he’d ever seen. Though as soon as he saw Kulo all thoughts were back on the rescue.
KULO LUNA - Is the story of a giant humpback whale and her young friend Kana who is killed by pirate whalers in the south pacific ocean. Enraged by the death of Kana, Kulo attacks the pirate ship, finally sinking it, but getting herself wounded in the process.
On hearing of the sinking of one of their suppliers, a Japanese cartel put a $multi-million dollar bounty on her head, when another whaling ship gives chase. Before not too long the media hear of the hunt and betting begins all around the world. At this point our hero, John Storm, abandons a solar boat race to try and help the whale where his boat, the Elizabeth Swan, is not far away from the last sighting.
John rescues Kulo from being eaten by sharks, but that is just the beginning of their adventure, as the pirates whalers close in for the kill........
The map above shows you where Kulo's epic fight for life begins and concludes. Copyright © Jameson Hunter 2006 and 2018. The right of Jameson Hunter to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyright Designs and Patents Act 1988. In this work of fiction, the characters, places and events are either the product of the author’s imagination or they are used entirely fictitiously. Blueplanet Universal Productions & Electrick Publications, London, England. ISBN: 0-953-7824-01
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