Let's Go! with Catball: The Grand Tour Continues

After investigating the shiny-doohicked tower and meeting all the Edgars in their cute town, the intrepid trio decided to head to the southern part of the island. They hopped on their scoots and, after a brief ride, happened upon Katama Beach. The sand felt different on Catball's belly from other beaches they'd been to, the grains larger, each one with a rocky, pebble-like quality. And it was hot, too! The sun beating down on the micro-rocks had heated them up so much that Catball thought his bellyfuzz would scorch.

The water was very different at this beach, too, very chilly and relentlessly wavy, and it clearly did not want humans in it because they got tossed back up on shore as soon as they tried to go in, and loved separating people from their floaty boards, their stability, and their shorts. Catball thrilled to see a seal's head sticking out of the waves close to shore.

The beach was separated from the road by a great swath of long beachy grass that rippled like the ocean waves whenever a strong breeze blew through. "What a lovely piece of untouched niceness," Catball approved.

While they were on the beach, Catball and his people noticed the presence of old quadra-winged flying machines soaring low overhead, and as they hopped onto their scooters and headed back northward, they found a big field where the beasts lived to roar and feed. Catball was tempted to go flying in one but forgot his aviator goggles and skull cap and so had to decline.

The group decided to keep touring and, in the interest of completion, they made their way to the southwestern corner of the island. They rode and rode and rode their buzzing fun machines past farmlands and pastures and all sorts of delicious looking things. The topography changed from flat to rolling and swelling hills as they made their way, and off in the far distance, another one of those treasure towers shone. Catball urged them on, and finally they arrived.

The treasure tower looked over tall cliffs that sloped down to the endless sea. As Catball and his people approached, the tower keeper emerged, welcoming them to his domain--Catball knew immediately that this sentry was too kind to attempt to pilfer from. Nearby was a little pavilion of shops and restaurants that were owned and operated by the native people of the island, who, quite frankly, could have been a lot more upset about the presence of interlopers than they seemed to be. Catball learned later on that there was a beach nearby where people frolicked without frocks, which made him blush with scandalousness.

The sun was starting to get low in the sky, and so the trio decided to head back to their headquarters, but along the way, they encountered a little village that certainly seemed to have a good attitude about life.