When I woke up on the third day, I noticed a discoloration near the engine compartment that looked like it had been caused by a fire. I pointed it out to my Mom, and she immediately panicked, as any good mom would under the circumstances. My dad, who was above deck, casually informed us that there was no fire. He had accidentally put the propane heater too close to the cabinent when he was trying to heat the engine up. Crisis averted…

The rest of the day went swimmingly, and we arrived on time at our port on the Alligator River.