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The Two Million Dollar Sportfish Sailing Around North America #7
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Water
terrifies
me.
Not
the
liquid,
mind
you,
but
the
mystery
and
inherent
power
of
deep
water.
What
lurks
there?
Whenever
I
am
caught
in
a
storm
at
sea
I
feel
the
frailty
of
a
man
poised
before
an
abyss.
Certainly
deep
water
is
calmer;
storms
and
tidal
surges
cause
far
more
damage
in
shallow
water,
but
it
is
the
deep,
dark
water
that
seems
most
terrifying.
In
August
I
windsurfed
across
the
three
miles
of
windswept
water
from
Peachland
to
Squally
Point.
The
wind
funnels,
or
squalls
at
times,
through
the
serpentine
gorge
of
this
freshwater
sea,
the
cliffs
rising
several
hundred
feet
to
forms
plateaus
at
the
foot
of
rugged
mountains.
I
had
come
here
to
sail
this
magnificent
lake
and
perhaps
glimpse
the
creature
that
lived
here. According
to
legend,
and
several
eyewitnesses,
N’ha-a-itk,
or
Ogopogo,
lived
in
a
submerged
cave
below
the
cliffs
of
Squally
Point.
Before
I
sailed
I
consulted
my
guidebook
and
chart
for
Squally
Point.
“Stay
clear
of
rock
walls
and
watch
for
south
winds
but
good
shelter
is
provided
from
northwest
winds
in
the
south
bay.
No
beaching
for
one
quarter
mile
south
or
north.”
Reading
further
I
noted
this
chilling
remark.
“Divers:
qualified
divers
only.
A
cavern
entrance
that
can
be
explored
lies
100
feet
from
the
point
and
20
feet
down.
Take
lights
and
be
cautious.”
Halfway
across
to
Squally
Point,
I
fell
once
in
the
brisk
wind
and
choppy
water.
Almost
before
submersion,
I
leapt
back
aboard
the
board,
shivering
despite
the
warmth
of
the
day.
Suppose
I
came
face
to
face
with
the
creature
while
submerged?
According
to
one
report,
Ogopogo
had
pulled
a
pair
of
swimming
horses
underwater
and
drowned
them.
What
would
he
do
to
a
sailor
armed
only
with
waterproof
camera?
I
carried
a
camera
for
good
reason.
The
local
chamber
of
commerce
realized
the
promotional
value
of
Ogopogo.
For
one
year
they
offered
a
two
million
dollar
bounty
for
proof
of
his
existence
(since
expired).
University
scientists
would
verify
the
claims—if
any--and
Lloyds
of
London
would
insure
the
event.
A
searcher
signed
an
agreement
stating
he
would
(1)
conduct
the
search
on
Okanagan
Lake,
(2)
cause
no
harm
or
stress
to
Ogopogo,
(3)
comply
with
all
water
safety
rules
and
regulations,
(4)
accept
all
committee
judgments
as
final.
With
only
a
few
weeks
to
go
in
the
promotion,
no
one
had
claimed
the
prize.
I
filled
in
an
entry
form
at
the
Kelowna
Chamber
of
Commerce
with
a
giddy
sense
of
optimism.
Tourist
counselor
Bridget
Gumpert
smiled
and
told
me,
“You
must
have
verifiable
proof
but
you
mustn’t
harm
or
capture
Ogopogo.”
Done
deal,
I
thought.
With
a
waterproof
camera
strapped
to
my
wrist
and
my
swift
and
silent
windsurfer,
the
whole
operation
seemed
simple.
I
would
glide
silently
up
to
a
slumbering
sea
creature
basking
in
the
sun
and,
before
he
realized
what
was
happening,
snap
off
a
series
of
photos.
If
everything
went
according
to
plan,
I’d
have
three
or
four
close-up
photographs--headshot,
dorsal
fins
and
a
look
of
astonishment
on
sleep-glazed
eyes--before
the
finny
legend
slipped
beneath
the
waves.
What
did
my
quarry
look
like?
Dark
green
to
brown
in
color,
a
reptilian
rather
than
fish-shaped
body,
20-70
feet
long,
with
a
chisel-shaped
head,
resembling
that
of
a
goat
or
horse,
atop
an
arched
neck.
According
to
some
eyewitnesses,
the
creature
displayed
an
aversion
to
powerboats
yet
an
almost
intelligent
curiosity.
“All
of
a
sudden
I
heard
a
swish
of
water,”
said
Mrs.
Ruth
Richardson,
describing
her
sighting
from
the
lakeshore.
“I
looked
out
on
the
water
and
here
was
this
Ogopogo
sitting
up
there
as
big
as
life.
He
stood
about
three
feet
of
him
out
of
the
water;
he
was
quite
a
way
out
in
the
water
but
was
very
still
and
looking
at
me
as
though
I
was
as
big
a
curiosity
to
him
as
he
was
to
me.”
Ruth
was
ten
years
old
at
the
time
and,
like
most
children,
naturally
curious.
“I
watched
for
quite
a
while,
and
then
he
went
down
in
the
water;
he
rather
backed
down.
So
then
I
thought
that
was
all
of
him
and
went
on
playing.
Soon
there
comes
another
swish
of
water
and
he
was
much
too
close
and
he
frightened
me
terribly.
Well,
that
was
just
too
much
and
I
run
to
the
house,
you
can
be
sure.”
Ogopogo—the
whimsical
name
given
to
this
living
fossil--was
a
marine
animal
whose
ancestors
had
probably
been
around
for
millions
of
years.
Survival
depended
on
stealth,
swiftness
and
cunning.
With
over
100
square miles
of
water
and
270
miles
of
shoreline,
Ogopogo
could
be
anywhere.
I
felt
honored
to
share
the
same
element
with
such
an
illusive
dinosaur,
a
virtual
magician
gamboling
in
a
world
where
the
predations
of
mankind
stacked
the
odds
heavily
in
favor
of
extinction.
Where—or
what--was
Ogopogo?
Frank
Lillquist,
a
Kelowna
newspaper
reporter,
compiled
a
list
of
ancient,
supposedly
extinct,
sea
creatures
that
could
be
related
to
the
one
in
Okanagan
Lake.
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