<em>~ Maddi on her own, thinking things through ~</em><br/><br/>Maddi woke up and found herself all alone, she called out in case either of them were near but as she got no reply she assumed they'd gone off to find water or just explore.  As long as they stuck together they'd be alright.  She lay back with her arms crossed behind her head, looking up at the dappled light playing on the sail above her.  The trees were barely moving now and the air was hot  and smelled almost spicy as well as the green tropical undergrowth, mixed with the salty tang of the sea.<br/><br/>She ticked off in her mind all the things they now had to survive with, and as she was the one who had most experience of survival and had traveled in some pretty tough places, far tougher than here, she felt that she was the one most responsible for keeping them safe until a rescue could be made.<br/><br/>Hopefully the girls would find some fresh water that was the first priority.  Then food, she'd already spotted some things they could forage for and that mean there might be more.  Protein was the big thing and that meant fish and shellfish, first.  Then exploration and setting up a signal fire, they must save the rest of their petrol for that.<br/><br/>Thinking of fires she got up and fed theirs, kicking in the edges with a stick, she'd need to build a proper fireplace too and good cooking area, but as they might need to move camp after they had explored she wouldn't do that yet.  She realised the water container had gone, so she had been right in thinking they might have gone for water.  She folded up all the clothes from the line and stacked them to one side of the shelter, leaving the sleeping bags where they were to carry on airing 'til night time. Snapping open her watch she saw it was later than she thought, and looking out at the beach she thought the best thing she could do while she waited for the girls was do something about their supper.<br/><br/>She looked around for a bit of wood just the right size, and eventually found one near the edge of the treeline.  She carefully pulled out and opened up the survival tin from her pouch and smiled as she heard the words in her head of the tutor on the Gap jungle induction.  He had had  a very good way of making them all remember things by the stories he told to illustrate them, most of them rather gruesome and not easy for anyone to forget. But he'd got them all through, which, thinking about some of the youngsters who'd been on it, was a miracle in itself.<br/><br/>She took out one of the fishing lines and cross tied it around the piece of wood so it wouldn't slip off.  Then wound it round and round it until she reached the end.  She then unscrewed the metal capsule in the tin and carefully tipped the contents onto her palm, delicately pulling out of the little pile a fishing hook and putting the rest away before she tied the hook securely onto her line.<br/><br/>She put her wet shoes back on again wrote a message in the sand in front of their camp for the girls telling them where she was going, and walked off down towards the rocks, nearest to the reef, stopping suddenly when she realised that whilst she had been asleep the Misty Blue had slipped into her watery grave.  She found herself welling up with tears.  It was like she had lost a friend, and she knew Kira would feel it even more than her. She squared her shoulders, and walked purposely along to the rocks, no time for dwelling on it now, she had bait to find.