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What A Crazy Thing Happened on the Bremerton Ferry: A Banana Splits Fanfic

Colman Dock, Yesler Way, Seattle. Hub of the Washington State Ferries network, and terminal for the ferries to Bainbridge Island and Bremerton, both of which see a substantial share of commuters and pleasure traffic to and from the Emerald City.

But it's on the Bremerton route that this particular story is concerned with. And it's on a somewhat dank, misty and foggy Saturday afternoon that the inevitable crowd of foot and motor traffic (OK, not so inevitable this time out) queues up to board the afternoon ferry sailing, normally taking an hour to accomplish the crossing. But what an hour this could turn out to be, and then some:

It just so happens that The Banana Splits--as in Bingo, Drooper, Fleagle and Snorky (as if we didn’t know their names already)--have a modest little gig at a second-rate coffee house near the Bremerton Navy Yard this evening, and what more convenient way for the band to make the gig from Seattle, with both bus and band aboard?

Though it may have taken some time to transition from the vehicle deck to the passenger such, once their ur-tour bus was loaded on, the band certainly "stood out" (and then some). Still, some of the passengers in the boarding queue couldn't help but notice their eccentric appearence and bright colours, let alone wondered whether such could be subject to exceptionally close watch-and-ward from the vessel crew because of such "eccentricity," to begin with.

But as things transpired, such certainly brought some colour to what could have been an otherwise drab and uneventful crossing, made even more so by the fog and mist. Especially as the vessel got underway, evident by the one-long-two-short whistle signal for departure, with passengers striking up conversations tending nostalgic as recalled Saturday mornings of wasted and dissolute youth, not to mention an impromptu a capella concert of some of their better numbers, including their best-known such of "The Tra-La-La Song (One Banana, Two Banana)" and "Wait 'Till Tomorrow" as certainly got commuters as much as crew excited. Not to mention doing discreet plugs for their Bremerton show that evening. And as if such weren't typically Seattle enow, what could be more worthwhile than Seattle-stylee espresso and cappuccino from the on-board coffee bar, with the obvious shot of banana flavour (and no doubt welcome while walking on the decks in the chilly mist, taking in the bracing sea air of Puget Sound even as the vessel's officers made inspection rounds in spite of)? (Snorky, for his part, was bound to snort away his approval for the espresso in its warming embrace, not to mention Bingo waxing hilariously rhapsodic to the point of spilling some onto his fur, which a passenger at hand was able to wipe up rather quickly).

And in spite of the fog, mist and general dreich, the crossing actually turned out to be memorable for all who were on board. Even to the extent that the captain of the vessel involved wanted to pose for a picture with The Banana Splits "themselves"--right on deck, and in spite of, as Bremerton neared. Some of the mist and fog diminished by the time the vessel rounded the point north of Manchester, but in the final leg unto the Kitsap Peninsula, the fog diminished a little to permit some decent visibility into the Bremerton dock area as same approached.

One long, two shorts on the whistle--the Washington State Ferries' arrival signal, carried over from the Puget Sound Transportation Co., which was taken over by the State of Washington in 1952 in the public interest--Bremerton's skyline (or what passed for it) was in sight, not to mention some vessels in the Bremerton Navy Yard, among them a vessel from Japan's Maritme Self-Defence Force paying a courtesy call with its sailors on shore leave. The vessel made true to the dock, the call to the automobile deck was made for drivers--and not even The Banana Splits "themselves" couldn't resist the rush to get to deck and drive away to their gig venue. And since it had been some time since they were likely in that neck of the woods to begin with, it required some assistance from terminal staff to navigate their way through the new tunnel out of the ferry terminal towards downtown.

And what a quasi-relief it was for all involved, even if the quartet still had feelings of slight giddiness from all that transpired on the ferry crossing. Now the business of setting up for, and getting out of the way, that very gig had to commence.

(Postscript: The concert, by all accounts, went off successfully, especially considering the intimacy and the atmosphere of the venue. And especially amused by the band’s performance were four members of the Japanese Maritime Self-Defence Force as were in Bremerton on shore leave, all of whom were invited on stage at one point towards the end to join in on "The Tra-La-La Song," never mind the broken English as sent the audience laughing.)