Chapter 240

• Now what the heck was I gonna do? I checked my phone again and saw that it was about 3:30am. I decided that I wasn't going to get much accomplished while it was dark out, so I climbed back into the plane, closed the doors and locked them, and went back to sleep. Hindsight, had I been thinking clearly, I would have forced myself to stay awake, in case of concussion. Thankfully, I hadn't gotten one (I found out later), and was in no real danger.
• I awoke to the sun rising up over the palm trees, and some birds singing somewhere in the distance. I made my way out of the plane, to really look around, now that I could see. I didn't remember much from my days as a boy scout, but I do remember that I could last a couple of days without food, if I truly had to. The problem is that my body could not do without water for nearly as long.
• My first task was to inventory my supplies in the plane. I opened both the rear compartment doors, and found a very lightweight tool box, my luggage, a flare gun, and a few extra Bungie cords. It wasn't much, but it was a start. The flare gun only had one charge, but would be very useful, should anyone either fly low enough, or bring their boat close enough, to shore.