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causing the water to splatter
into the air.
“A little rain never hurt anyone,” blurted
Anneli, brushing the water from her legs.
In only thirty minutes the sky changed from a
bright red sunrise to a solid charcoal coloured cold front. The ink
coloured clouds were billowing faster.
From their vantage point Wade pointed to
Charlotte bobbing on the sea of white caps. “The wind is
strengthening.”
“Maybe we should get back to Darwin CBD,”
suggested Anneli.
Wade glanced at his watch. “I don’t think we
have enough time. It’s now 9:03am. It’ll take at least fifty
minutes in this wind to get back down the mountain. In my opinion
the two of us on a motorbike is far too dangerous if the rain
saturates the road. I vote we climb down from here to wait for the
storm to blow itself out. The warning the old man gave might have
been correct.”
“No offence, your quaint hut has a lot of
holes. I’m not convinced it’s the safest place to wait out a
storm.”
“You’re right we can’t stay in the hut. I’ve
just thought of a back-up plan.”
By the time Wade finished talking the rain
started to land about their feet. In seconds the myriad of small
dents in the metal floor were pooling.
Hail stones larger than a five cent coin soon
followed.
Wade looked down to study the tops of the
trees growing close the base of the tower. The canopy of leaves
started to thrash about in the gale force wind. The ageing radio
tower felt to be in a state of constant vibration.
The structure suddenly swayed slightly to the
left.
“Wade, I’m scared. This tower doesn’t seem
too stable,” yelled Anneli in a scream.
The tower groaned as it swayed to the right.
Lightning pierced the blackened overhead sky time and again. The
wind ruffled Anneli’s long hair blowing it into a mane as it
streamed away from her scalp. Wade’s clothes were buffeted. They
took on the appearance of a flag in a storm.
Wade took hold of Anneli’s hand to help keep
her upright. “I have to agree. The way this tower is vibrating, she
might topple at any moment. Come on, we’ll have to hurry. We need
to get to the safe place I’m thinking of.”
By the time Wade and Anneli walked over to
the ladder, the wind seemed to have doubled in strength. The sky
looked to be a massive disco ball from the endless flashes of blue.
The deep rumbles were catching up on the lightning strikes.
The first part of the descent was incident
free. By the time they reached the next metal floor the rain easily
soaked the two climbers to the skin. Their clothes clung to their
backs causing robotic movements.
Wade and Anneli didn’t know cyclone Tracy
would hit landfall in only thirty-five minutes.
“We have to hurry,” yelled Wade over the
wind. He grabbed hold of the first rung and started down.
The tower vibrated. Again it swayed slightly
to the left. Wade clung to the main frame. Anneli dropped to all
fours then lay prone. She gave a sharp scream. Any piece of dry
fabric on her mini skirt instantly soaked up the large pool of
water on the metal plate.
When the tower stopped swaying, Wade looked
up at Anneli, giving her a quick nod.
She started down. Three feet above the next
platform Anneli jumped onto the plate.
They both wore a smug expression as they
cuddled in a loving embrace to protect the other from being
buffeted by the gale force wind.
“Before we start our final stage of the
descent, we’ll rest here for a few minutes,” declared Wade.
“Good idea,” replied Anneli, staggering a
little.
The wind started to push the rain sideways.
The tower vibrated yet again. The rivets and the bolts holding the
metal plate Wade and Anneli were standing on snapped. Shrapnel flew
in every direction. One side of the plate kicked up before settling
back on a horizontal plane. Anneli lost her footing and was
wrenched out of Wade’s arms, throwing her across the plate towards
the edge. She screamed in fear. The sudden weight on the rope saw
Wade hydroplaning
into the air.
“A little rain never hurt anyone,” blurted
Anneli, brushing the water from her legs.
In only thirty minutes the sky changed from a
bright red sunrise to a solid charcoal coloured cold front. The ink
coloured clouds were billowing faster.
From their vantage point Wade pointed to
Charlotte bobbing on the sea of white caps. “The wind is
strengthening.”
“Maybe we should get back to Darwin CBD,”
suggested Anneli.
Wade glanced at his watch. “I don’t think we
have enough time. It’s now 9:03am. It’ll take at least fifty
minutes in this wind to get back down the mountain. In my opinion
the two of us on a motorbike is far too dangerous if the rain
saturates the road. I vote we climb down from here to wait for the
storm to blow itself out. The warning the old man gave might have
been correct.”
“No offence, your quaint hut has a lot of
holes. I’m not convinced it’s the safest place to wait out a
storm.”
“You’re right we can’t stay in the hut. I’ve
just thought of a back-up plan.”
By the time Wade finished talking the rain
started to land about their feet. In seconds the myriad of small
dents in the metal floor were pooling.
Hail stones larger than a five cent coin soon
followed.
Wade looked down to study the tops of the
trees growing close the base of the tower. The canopy of leaves
started to thrash about in the gale force wind. The ageing radio
tower felt to be in a state of constant vibration.
The structure suddenly swayed slightly to the
left.
“Wade, I’m scared. This tower doesn’t seem
too stable,” yelled Anneli in a scream.
The tower groaned as it swayed to the right.
Lightning pierced the blackened overhead sky time and again. The
wind ruffled Anneli’s long hair blowing it into a mane as it
streamed away from her scalp. Wade’s clothes were buffeted. They
took on the appearance of a flag in a storm.
Wade took hold of Anneli’s hand to help keep
her upright. “I have to agree. The way this tower is vibrating, she
might topple at any moment. Come on, we’ll have to hurry. We need
to get to the safe place I’m thinking of.”
By the time Wade and Anneli walked over to
the ladder, the wind seemed to have doubled in strength. The sky
looked to be a massive disco ball from the endless flashes of blue.
The deep rumbles were catching up on the lightning strikes.
The first part of the descent was incident
free. By the time they reached the next metal floor the rain easily
soaked the two climbers to the skin. Their clothes clung to their
backs causing robotic movements.
Wade and Anneli didn’t know cyclone Tracy
would hit landfall in only thirty-five minutes.
“We have to hurry,” yelled Wade over the
wind. He grabbed hold of the first rung and started down.
The tower vibrated. Again it swayed slightly
to the left. Wade clung to the main frame. Anneli dropped to all
fours then lay prone. She gave a sharp scream. Any piece of dry
fabric on her mini skirt instantly soaked up the large pool of
water on the metal plate.
When the tower stopped swaying, Wade looked
up at Anneli, giving her a quick nod.
She started down. Three feet above the next
platform Anneli jumped onto the plate.
They both wore a smug expression as they
cuddled in a loving embrace to protect the other from being
buffeted by the gale force wind.
“Before we start our final stage of the
descent, we’ll rest here for a few minutes,” declared Wade.
“Good idea,” replied Anneli, staggering a
little.
The wind started to push the rain sideways.
The tower vibrated yet again. The rivets and the bolts holding the
metal plate Wade and Anneli were standing on snapped. Shrapnel flew
in every direction. One side of the plate kicked up before settling
back on a horizontal plane. Anneli lost her footing and was
wrenched out of Wade’s arms, throwing her across the plate towards
the edge. She screamed in fear. The sudden weight on the rope saw
Wade hydroplaning
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