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The gang got off at the last stop – a small Tibetan monastery on a high mountain peak. Pembleton knew some of the animals there and figured it was a good place to start investigating. But as the train pulled away, reality set in, and amidst all the snow and ice, Ducky had a meltdown.
“I’M SO C-C-COLD!” Ducky blubbered.
“Don’t worry Ducky, we will get you thawed out once we get inside,” Pembleton replied as he offered Ducky the last cookie.
“I hope your friends have some warm clothes for us, Ted and I can’t handle this cold weather as well as you and Blizzard!” Ducky said between sniffles.
“Let’s get inside. Harry the snow hare is waiting for us. He should have some gear for us.” Pembleton said, as they headed toward the monastery.
To Be Continued…
“I wish I had some hot cocoa!”
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Since there was no way to send Ted and Blizzard home, Ducky and Pembleton decided they would have to come with them on their adventure.
Traveling by train into the Himalayas, there wasn’t much to do. So Ducky and the gang decided to order snacks. The train’s menu had cake, rice pudding, and a Yak’s milk yogurt. Pembleton was feeling very tired and Ducky convinced him to order one of everything, but only Ducky tried the Yak yogurt.
From their cozy train cabin, they nibbled on their snacks and watched the green hills grow into snowy mountain peaks as they headed up and up and up into the Himalayas.
To be continued…
“Yummy! I love trains!”
Once on the train, Ducky and Pembleton found their reserved car. “I can’t believe we made it Ducky! That was a close one,” Pembleton said.
“Yeah. Close calls make me hungry. Can we eat now?” Ducky asked.
“Sure, but first can you get my topographical maps from our bag? We need to start going over the plans. We have a lot of ground to cover.”
“No problem Pembleton. Plus I want to check our luggage. There was something weird about it. When I got it out of the plane, but I didn’t have time to check, because we were rushing.”
When Ducky opened up the luggage he almost screamed like a little goat. “Pembleton! We have a problem!”
“What is it Ducky?” Pembleton asked as he peaked over his shoulder- seeing two little bear cubs taking a nap. “WHAT!?!?! HOW DID THEY GET IN HERE AND WHERE IS OUR GEAR?!?!”
“Shhh!!! Don’t wake them. They are always so grumpy if they don’t get their afternoon nap!”
“Now we really need a plan.”
To be continued…
“What?!?! What are you doing here?”
Once Ducky and Pembleton weathered the storms, it was smooth sailing.
“So what’s the plan?” Ducky asked. “Are we just going to fly in to the Himalayas, do the rescue and be back by snack time? Ted said they are making cookies with Mrs. Cottontail.”
“No, Ducky. Unfortunately we won’t be making it back for snack time. There is no suitable landing strip in the Himalayas, so we will be landing about 50 miles south of the mountains. From there, we can take a train.”
“A train? I love trains. Will there be a snack car?” Ducky said all excited.
“I just hope we make it in time,” Pembleton hesitated, “There is only one train per week and it leaves this afternoon.”
***
5 minutes before departure…
“I got the tickets,” Pembleton said nervously. “But I don’t know which track. We need to hurry, but all the signs are in an animal language I don’t know.”
“Hey, Pembleton? Is that, who I think it is?” Ducky asked.
“Who? Where?” Pembleton asked. “EDGAR! What are you doing here?”
Edgar the Elephant and member of the Pooh Bear Society, replied, “I’m visiting my family. They run the local trains, and I’m helping out.”
“Great! We are on an adventure and our train is about to leave any minute. Can you direct us to the right train?” Ducky asked.
“You are in luck. It’s right behind you and I’m about to give it the go ahead. Hurry up and find your seats. And good luck on your adventure.” Edgar said.
“Thank you!” Ducky said, as he dragged his luggage in to the train car. “Boy does our luggage feel oddly heavy.”
To be continued…
“You got our tickets and I got our luggage. Now which train do we take?”
Ducky and Pembleton packed their gear, then dropped the lil’ guys off at Mrs. Cottontail’s cottage, before heading to the airfield. Things were running smoothly until a patch of dark clouds appeared on the horizon as they were over the Horn of Africa and entering the Indian Ocean.
Before they knew it, the plane was surrounded by rain, thunder, and lightning. Visibility was down to 100 meters. Pembleton turned to Ducky and said, “Thank goodness for the planes top notch altimeter and GPS systems,” but just as he tapped on the plane’s compass, all of the instruments went haywire. Both Ducky and Pembleton were scared. “Without my instruments, we don’t even know which way is up. What are we going to do?”
Just when they thought all hope was lost, Ducky saw something strange. He tapped Pembleton on the shoulder and yelled over the hum of the plane’s engine, “Follow that elephant.”
Confused, Pembleton yelled back to Ducky, “What are you talking about? We’re almost a mile above an ocean. There can’t possibly be an elephant here!”
“Over there! Over there! Look at that cloud! It’s an elephant and he’s pointing the way!”
“You’re right! It is!” Pembleton turned the plane to follow the elephant and within a matter of minutes they were leaving the thunder storm behind. They waved goodbye as they passed their fluffy elephant buddy and headed off into clear blue skies.
To be continued…
“Follow that elephant”
“I can’t believe Professor Plumbottom blocked my request to fund this rescue operation!” Pembleton shouted across Lionheart’s large oak desk in the Animal Adventurers Society presidential office. Ducky just sat quietly in a plump chair munching on some delicious cookies.
Lionheart, a wise old tortoise and president of the AAS, stroked his long white beard quietly waiting for Pembleton to calm down. Once Pembleton was between breaths, Lionheart quickly interrupted, “How about having a homemade cookie? They’ll help cool you down.”, and he shoved a cookie in Pembleton’s mouth before he could object. Then Lionheart explained, “If it were up to me, you know I would approve this operation, but I simply don’t have the authority to overrule our senior members. I’m sorry, but my hands are tied.”
“It’s not about the money. I’ll fund the entire expedition myself if I have too. I’m just disappointed that the AAS would turn its back on animals in need.” Pembleton explained, a little more calm after munching another cookie. Then he turned to Ducky and said, “Let’s get going. We have a long way to go.”
“One more thing,” Lionheart said as they were in the doorway.
“What is it?” Pembleton asked.
“Good luck and be careful.”
To be continued…
“Do, what must be done.” -Lionheart
Ducky and Pembleton called for an emergency meeting of the Animal Adventurer’s Society. Something had happened over the Himalayan mountains and some animals needed their help. Members of the society hung on every word as Pembleton briefed them on the dire situation.
“I know we don’t have a lot of details, but we have to help them,” Pembleton concluded.
From the balcony Professor Plumbottom Mole shouted, “We are adventures, not rescuers. This is outside of our jurisdiction. It is foolish for us to waste our resources on something we know so little about.”
“I understand your concern Professor Plumbottom, but as stated in our constitution: ‘Members of AAS will not turn their backs on an animal in need.’ Furthermore, Ducky and I volunteer to lead this venture.”
“As a senior member of this organization, I vote NAY regarding this adventure. Who seconds me?”
To be continued…
“We have to help them!”
Late at night was Pembleton monitoring the air waves with his ham radio, but all he heard was the soft crackle of static and the munching of cookies. Suddenly a voice broke through the noise. “Mayday! Mayday! Help! We’re going down!”
“What is the problem? What is your current position?” Pembleton shouted into the microphone. Then he heard some rustling of nobs and buttons, “We are losing altitude too quickly. Our rudders aren’t responding to controls, and our GPS is all wonky, but we should be just south of the Himalayas.” Then there was some more rustling and a faint “Wow, this place does exist,” before a loud CRASH!!!
“Wait! Are you still there? Is everything alright?” But there was nothing. Pembleton quickly stood up and told Ducky, who was hiding behind the chair, “We have to alert the Animal Adventurer’s Society immediately.”
To be continued…
“Maday! Maday! Help! We’re going down!”
Ducky and the gang are about to go on a new multipart adventure into the unforgiving Himalayan mountains. On this adventure, they will face danger at every turn, overcome impossible odds, meet new friends, and discover the secrets of a lost civilization. Stay tuned for the first part of this exciting adventure.
Our next adventure!
Today after school, Ducky and the gang could not escape a really stinky smell. “Gross! What is that smell?” Pembleton asked. Ted and Blizzard started sniffing around and both concluded, “It’s DUCKY!”
Apparently, on bath nights, he has been playing in the bath tub and not actually washing! He also had a slice of Limburger cheese in his pocket! “GROSS!” So tonight, with some extra supervision, Ducky got a double washing and an extra fluffing during bath time.
Rub-a-dub-dub!
A Penny saved is a Penny Earned.
Tip #6: A Penny Saved is a Penny Earned.
For Christmas, Ducky got a new piggy bank. He has been trying his hardest to save his money. However, this is a tough tip for Ducky to follow, because there is a corner store near our home that sales penny candy! He just loves penny candy, but he is resisting and so far he has saved $0.42! That is the most money Ducky has ever saved! His goal is $10 so we can buy a Star Wars Lego set to put on his Lemonade stand. He thinks it will help attract customers.
