Stavanger Bay Send in your skeletons

I know the call well, Zig answered with a grin. He felt it often; it was the reason he had spent most of his adult life as a wanderer. He had a hard time being in one place for long. He supposed that was a characteristic all good scouts shared. He looked out over the water briefly before turning his cerulean gaze back to his packmate. Anything I should watch out for while I'm out there? Zig asked. It would be nice to now if he should avoid any particular area.