Damn, that's a big mountain...

There are ominous dark clouds converging quickly over the fading Loguetown in the horizon. The gentle breeze picked up some pace and is slowly growing into a raging tempest. Waves on the once calm sea are rocking our boat pretty hard and we are drenched under the heavy rain pouring on top of us.

Dear diary,

After half an hour under this storm of epic proportions, Ella finally saw Reverse mountain. More exactly the bottom part of it. And let me tell you... Mount Olympus ain't got s**t on it. I saved a picture of it in my mind so I could brag about it to Zeus. I have no doubt he will be green with envy. But I digress. The Black Pearl had no trouble whatsoever during its whole climb over the mountain. I also laughed at our shipwright when he was pretending to be a koala when on our way down from the top. Since we came before the Straw Hat pirates, we didn't encounter Laboon. A part of me is kind of sad as I really enjoyed the whale's story with the future Straw Hat's musician.

Since our boat wasn't in need of any repairs, we sailed directly to Whiskey Peak.

########On the way to Whiskey Peak########

"Ella" I called "Our first stop will be a bounty hunter town called Whiskey Peak, to the north-west of here. As we will encounter a lot of strange and unpredictable weathers on our way there, I want you to stay on your toes. Constant vigilance !"

"You know what ? I'm not even going to ask what kind of obscure reference it is that you made..." she said, deadpanned.

#########Five minutes later#########

"Quick, starboard ! Watch out for the lightning bolts !"

##########2 minutes later##########

"Damn it's snowing...no wait, it's getting hot again.

Damn weather... Ouch ! Who threw that rock ?!" *clack* *clack* *clack* *clack*

"It's raining rocks ! Bella, Tom, protect the masts and the sails ! Eric !"

"Yes ?!"

"Get your fat ass over here, pronto !"

####4 minutes away from Whiskey Peak######

"Everyone alright ?" I asked.

"We're good, but a bit winded" replied the twins.

* pant* * pant* * pant*

What's that sound ? I remember it raining actual cats and dogs earlier but none stayed aboard. So who's it ?

"..."

"I think Eric might need a bit more rest" said Bella.

I could see the light in Eric's eyes shining as if he just saw a saint in the flesh.

I saw that kind of gaze in those religious fanatics' eyes, once.I'm afraid of him starting a new sect dedicated to the worship of Bella.

Note to self: Tortu....I mean educate him later when we are on land.