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The Colonel's Jewels

The man sat down on a stool beside the pilot who was seated with his hands transfixed on the steering wheel.  The Kalayaan, a wooden vessel cleanly traversed the calm March sea with her ancient diesel engines.  At 10'oclock, the man, armed with a digital camera, aimed its lens to the seascape lined with four vessels - seemingly anchored under blue sky.
 
Back in the pueblo, they say that the vessels are the colonel's jewels. They say that it's a rich fishing ground - the stretch of sea where Spanish galleons plied centuries ago to Acapulco,Mexico and during World War II, became the watery grave of the Japanese Imperial Navy's battleship, the Mushasi.
 
They say that the colonel is untouchable. Every night, his fishing vessels beam it lights - sometimes a dozen of them like fishermen's lanterns in the dead of night that hug the coastlines of Marinduque and Mindoro islands.


 
They say every night they fish in that rich sea lode.
 
In May, in a Balogo cove, two of the vessels rested.  Perhaps, soon, the vessels would sail north, its belly  filled with fish.
 
No one seems to bother.  The colonel will be smiling on his way to the bank.
 
Doc Simp
9/4/2008