Last year of the Martini Christmas lights in Shelter Bay, LaConner, WA
Merry Christmas!
Monday, December 24, 2007
Martini for Santa
Last year of the Martini Christmas lights in Shelter Bay, LaConner, WA
Merry Christmas!
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Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Blogging at the traffic light...
Isn't it cool that with our mobile devices we can blog from wherever
we are. Here I am at a traffic light sharing a quick thought with
potentially the entire world!
we are. Here I am at a traffic light sharing a quick thought with
potentially the entire world!
-des
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Fire in the fog
The Columbia Tower with the sunrise reflecting on it...the city of Seattle covered in fog
Monday, October 15, 2007
Cooking: Asparagus & Shrimp Sandwich
One of my favorite items from the Danish Smorgasbord is a sandwich my wife's MorMor makes from Asparagas and Shrmp. It can easily be made at home and can be used for a sandwich or even a great spread as an appetizer at your next gathering.
I'll take you step by step through the process here today!
Ingredients:
Shrimp (cooked, peeled, tail-off) approximately 1lb. of medium (2-3 inches)size.
Asparagas 1 can cut. You can cook your own, but this works just as well.
Mayonaise 1 cup. I prefer to use "light" mayonaise, fat free is a little too thin and regular mayo - well I cannot eat it - on a diet!
Directions:
1- Clean and dry the shrimp. Be sure to get as much moisture off the shrimp as you can, otherwise your mixture will be very runny. We are looking for a Potato Salad consistancy.
2- Drain and dry your Asparagas. Again, be sure to remove as much moisture as you can from the Asparagas. I use Papertowels to gently pat down the items.
3- in a large mixing bowl, combine the shrimp, Asparagas and Mayonaise and mix gently. You don't want to break up the Asparagas if at all possible.
After mixing you can put the Shrimp and Asparagas on pumpernickel bread, or thinly sliced french bread (toasted is optional). You can also put it in a nice bowl for presentation and then allow your guests to spoon it on to their favorite crackers.
I like to garnishe with a couple of fancy cut tomatoes, some dill and a touch of parsley. It's up to you!
Enjoy!
New Cooking Section: Danish Smorgasboard Anyone?
I would like to share with each of you some of the fabulous treats that my wife's family makes for us. My wife's family is Danish and they have a traditional style meal called "Smorgasbord". Smorgasbord includes many open-faced sandwiches with the likes of herring, seafood (shrimp or crab), meats, cheeses and much more.
It's a terrific experience and some of it is very easy to make. I have included some pictures here and I will post future entries on how to make some of these tasty little sandwiches!
Enjoy!
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
The Adventures of Captain Gale: Options
From: BrianGale@alum.bucknell.edu [mailto:BrianGale@alum.bucknell.edu]
Sent: Sunday, April 27, 2003 8:31 AM
To: celebration_news@yahoogroups.com
Subject: Options
Hello from Marsh Harbor! It's been another two weeks in the Abacos, two weeks of funning and sunning and the flu. My friend John came down for a short visit and left the flu. Fortunately all my fellow cruisers have children my age, and there were plenty of Dr. Moms eager to drop off soup and meds. God Bless Dr. Moms everywhere!
Things have looked up since the flu episode. I spent a day with a professional dive company and we did two incredible dives. The first, to 60', was an amazing maze of coral pillars that rose vertically from the floor to the surface. Our other dive was through a series of caves interconnected by tunnels. Throughout the two dives we saw tarpon, nurse sharks, turtles, baraccuda... The most amazing part for me was the tunnels, which were filled with clouds of tiny silvesides. Least favorite part - eels. Can't stand the eels!
I also went to a lovely Easter sunrise service at a beachside Mehodist church in Hopetown. The tiny church had 8 rows of pews, and with 30 of us there, the church was about half full. Behind the minister was a full wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, facing east onto the Atlantic Ocean and the breaking dawn. You have to have a good homily if you're competing with daybreak! After the service we had coffee hour on the church's patio, which abuts the beach. We got out there just in time for a perfect sunrise - some times it pays to go to church!
I've had an interesting opportunity arise in the past week. A cruising couple that I've run into several times in the past 6 months are making the trip directly from the Bahamas to Cape Cod. I've always wanted to do a true ocean passage. I've never sailed more than 200 miles at a stetch, and I'm interested to know if long passages agree with me. The boat, a Shannon 43, is well outfitted for oceaan cruising, and the couple is experienced and cautious. Quite an opportunity.
Separately, a friend and I (an actual friend in the Bahamas under 30!!) have been asked to deliver a boat to Stuart, FL. Another interesting option, cruising with someone else. So much of my cruising has been either solo sailing or a week tour of nearby islands. It would be fun to be able to head out and cruise without a schedule for a few weeks with someone else aboard.
But in the end, my heart just isn't in it. I'm ready for ice cream and bagels and a bed that doesn't move. I'm ready for peppers that don't cost $6 and refrigeration that will allow vegetables to last more than two days. I'm ready for grinders and gaggers, cabinets and coffee milk. I'm even ready to get a job (well, almost ready). I'm ready to head home.
Tonight we have a front coming through. As it clears out, I'm heading north. I intend to spend a couple weeks hitting a few more islands and anchorages here at the top of the Bahamas. I expect to cross back to Florida by May 15.
Keep those emails coming, I like to hear what's happening elsewhere. And remember, it's not too early to book your cruise north on the ICW!
Brian
Sent: Sunday, April 27, 2003 8:31 AM
To: celebration_news@yahoogroups.com
Subject: Options
Hello from Marsh Harbor! It's been another two weeks in the Abacos, two weeks of funning and sunning and the flu. My friend John came down for a short visit and left the flu. Fortunately all my fellow cruisers have children my age, and there were plenty of Dr. Moms eager to drop off soup and meds. God Bless Dr. Moms everywhere!
Things have looked up since the flu episode. I spent a day with a professional dive company and we did two incredible dives. The first, to 60', was an amazing maze of coral pillars that rose vertically from the floor to the surface. Our other dive was through a series of caves interconnected by tunnels. Throughout the two dives we saw tarpon, nurse sharks, turtles, baraccuda... The most amazing part for me was the tunnels, which were filled with clouds of tiny silvesides. Least favorite part - eels. Can't stand the eels!
I also went to a lovely Easter sunrise service at a beachside Mehodist church in Hopetown. The tiny church had 8 rows of pews, and with 30 of us there, the church was about half full. Behind the minister was a full wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, facing east onto the Atlantic Ocean and the breaking dawn. You have to have a good homily if you're competing with daybreak! After the service we had coffee hour on the church's patio, which abuts the beach. We got out there just in time for a perfect sunrise - some times it pays to go to church!
I've had an interesting opportunity arise in the past week. A cruising couple that I've run into several times in the past 6 months are making the trip directly from the Bahamas to Cape Cod. I've always wanted to do a true ocean passage. I've never sailed more than 200 miles at a stetch, and I'm interested to know if long passages agree with me. The boat, a Shannon 43, is well outfitted for oceaan cruising, and the couple is experienced and cautious. Quite an opportunity.
Separately, a friend and I (an actual friend in the Bahamas under 30!!) have been asked to deliver a boat to Stuart, FL. Another interesting option, cruising with someone else. So much of my cruising has been either solo sailing or a week tour of nearby islands. It would be fun to be able to head out and cruise without a schedule for a few weeks with someone else aboard.
But in the end, my heart just isn't in it. I'm ready for ice cream and bagels and a bed that doesn't move. I'm ready for peppers that don't cost $6 and refrigeration that will allow vegetables to last more than two days. I'm ready for grinders and gaggers, cabinets and coffee milk. I'm even ready to get a job (well, almost ready). I'm ready to head home.
Tonight we have a front coming through. As it clears out, I'm heading north. I intend to spend a couple weeks hitting a few more islands and anchorages here at the top of the Bahamas. I expect to cross back to Florida by May 15.
Keep those emails coming, I like to hear what's happening elsewhere. And remember, it's not too early to book your cruise north on the ICW!
Brian
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Test picture post
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Friday, September 28, 2007
September Music
Here's a little tid-bit of music I've been listening to via iTunes or other methods. The list doesn't include the "Across the Universe" soundtrack or the soundtrack to the Cirque show "Love" in Las Vegas. Both of these are Beatles inspired shows/musicals. The Fab 4 are making quite an influence these days...the next big thing again? Probably so!
Monday, September 24, 2007
Blogging from the Blackberry Curve
The Curve is official! Time to start Twittering and getting back to the Blogger blog! Sorry I've been away so long!
I won't let you down again!
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Have you used Google 411???
It is spectacular! I love it. The number is 1-800-Goog-411 (1800-466-4411) The service works great, it's FREE and it will send you the listing in a text message to your mobile (if you're calling from a mobile phone) try it out!
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Friday, May 25, 2007
A Month Between Posts???
Yes...I suck...An entire month (and a couple of days) has passed by between posts. I totally suck. I have been a bad blog friend. It's Memorial Day Weekend, and after a nice glass of Fume and a double old fashioned of PYRAT Rum (you must try it...simply the best rum on the planet - thanks Mitch) I have plugged my SIM back into my K790 and decided I will photo blog the entire weekend! I will Twitter as well to send folks here...I hope you enjoy the pics and please everyone have a safe and happy memorial Day weekend!
Cheers!
-Des
Cheers!
-Des
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Desmobile and the Captain Gale Tie In
Many of you might like to know who, what, how or why The Adventures of Captain Gale are posted (4 years later) on the Desmobile Blog. Well Captain Gale is an old buddy of mine to decided to retire early and buy a sailboat and travel to the Bahamas and Caribbean. Both of us are Sun, Surf, Sand, Boat Drink and Jimmy Buffett fans. He sent back e-mails of his travels week in and out over the 6+ months he was there. I kept every post and told him that when he got back he should add pictures and write a book using his posts - maybe a TV pilot or even better a screenplay. Anyway Captain Gale is back and working in the Telecom industry back East. I'm out West and I re-post his old e-mails cause the writing is funny (especially if you know Captain Gale) and I hope to inspire others to stop running the Rat Race they're in, throw caution to the wind and do something fun before you miss the chance to do it. Not everyone can sail - maybe you want to drive across country, backpack through Europe or even run The Amazing Race...just go for it before your life is over!
Here's the e-mail Captain Gale sent back to me the first time I came up with the idea!!!
From: briangale@alum.bucknell.edu [mailto:briangale@alum.bucknell.edu]
Sent: Tuesday, April 08, 2003 8:31 AM
To: Desmond.Smith@T-Mobile.com
Subject: Screenplay
Hello my brutha - I like your idea, geting rich and famous for slacking in the Bahamas for six months! If this works out, perhaps next year's movie will be Baja, California!
Actually Herman Wouk and Jimmy Buffet got together a few years ago to make a musical out of Wouk's book "Don't Stop the Carnival." I guess it did well off-broadway. A good book - about a New Yorker who's fed up with NY so he buys a hotel in the Caribbean. VERY funny!
Well, I'm just hanging out here in the Abacos for a few more days. There's a storm coming Thursday which has the ocean all kicked up for the rest of the week. I hope to head south at the end of the week.
Keep bothering Robert and Dan for me -
Brian
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The Adventures of Captain Gale: Abaco Sailing Tours
From: BrianGale@alum.bucknell.edu [mailto:BrianGale@alum.bucknell.edu]
Sent: Saturday, April 05, 2003 3:15 PM
To: celebration_news@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [celebration_news] Abaco Sailing Tours
Hello all! The last two weeks I have continued as tour guide to the Abacos. Last week my friend Robin came down to escape the late-winter blues in downeast Maine, and this past week my friend Josh escaped the frozen city of Burlington, Vermont. Robin had a perfect week of sun and temps in the 80s, whereas Josh brought a little New England with him, 25 to 35 knot winds and cold temperatures for the first three days of his trip, though the weather has now returned to it's norm - perfect.
Josh also came down to celebrate his 30th birthday. The local reefs played along, and at the Pelican Cays Land and Sea Park we were able to watch SIXTEEN Spotted Eagle Rays swim circles in perfect synchroization. Spotted Eagle Rays are by far my favorite of the reef dwellers, and to see a troop of sixteen of these beauties, well, it just doesn't get any better.
Aside from snorkling daily, I hit the usual Abaco attractions with my guests. Pete's Pub, a great beach shanty in a small cove in the southern Abacos, yet the owner (Pete) is also a renowned artist. We had the good fortune to visit the pub/gallery/foundry on a day that they were making bronze castings via a 3000 year-old method. It was incredible to watch them pull a vat of molten bronze out of the blast furnace with a chainfall, then pour the liquid into the molds.
We also visited Hopetown and their lighthouse, one of three remaining hand-cranked, kerosene-fired lighthouses. It's neat to climb the staicase and check out all the machinery (not to mention the 1200 pounds of mercury that the light rests on!), and the view from the top is of course breathtaking.
And of course no tour of the Abacos would be complete without a visit to Nipper's Bar (or Nippa's if you're from the northeast). Nippa's is an incredible place - it's on the highest point on Great Guana Cay, so the view is fantastic. They've got two pools, good burgers with great fries, a perfect white sound beach as far as the eyes can see, and the third largest continuous reef in the Northern Hemisphere. (Kinda reminds you of taking college tours, doesn't it? Everyone had some obscure item that they were incredibly proud of - the oldest ornithology library, the largest eight-sided building in the Western Hemisphere. I believe Bucknell has the largest unsupported spiral staircase east of the Mississippi. 'Ray Bucknell...)
Oh yeah, Nippa's is also a bar, with a lovely little drink called the, uh, Nippa. In a word - yum. Makes you want to ignore that reef. Get nipped at Nippa's.
With Robin and Josh gone I now head back to Nassau to pick up my friend John for a few days, and then I'll continue south, first back down the Exuma chain to Georgetown, then east to do a circuit of a few of the outer islands.
Thanks again to all who continue to write, it's a big lift on a potentially lonely day. But please, please, PLEASE remember not to send me back my original email to me. It costs $3-5 to send each of these rambling updates, and when 10 people send it back to me - well, the budget really takes a hit.
I hear the Canadian-US border is geting knocked around with a bit of spring snow - 10" in Toronto? I'll try to send some warmth home with Josh!
Brian
Forecast for Saturday through Wednesday:
Sun, highs in the mid 80s, lows in the mid 70s, humidity in the 70s-80s, winds southeast 10-15.
Of course this is coming straight from Barometer Bob, so we need to take this with a MOUNTAIN of salt...
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Tuesday, March 27, 2007
The Adventures of Captain Gale: The Suprise Visit
From: BrianGale@alum.bucknell.edu [mailto:BrianGale@alum.bucknell.edu]
Sent: Saturday, March 22, 2003 11:27 AM
To: celebration_news@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [celebration_news] The Surprise Visit
Hello hello. When last we met our intrepid hero had fearlessly crossed the dreaded Devil's Backbone Reef, with his knees barely knocking...
I spent about a week in the waters near Harbour Island. Harbour Island is a good place to see the Cluster Effect in action. When a boat comes into a harbor, they look for where the other boats are and immediately anchor there, regardless of wind, waves, tide, holding, scenery, etc. When I reached Harbour Island, I unwittingly fell int this trap and spent the night off the town docks. Endless water taxis zoomed by at all hours of the night, and their wakes, combined with the 2 mile fetch the wind had to create waves, created a restless night. The following morning I wised up and sailed two miles to the southern end of the bay. I found a beautiful sand ancorage in 7' of water, with my own private beach an easy swim or dinghy ride away. It was a ideal location, exactly as I had dreamed this vacation would be like. I would dinghy over to Beagle's Beach in the morning with my book and chair, and spend the morning reading. If it got hot, I'd move the chair under a Palm tr!
ee. If it got hotter, I'd go for a swim. At lunch I'd swim back to the boat for lunch and a nap. In the afternoon, more reading, swimming and napping. If I wanted t go to town, I had an easy half hour sail. Paradise. I could have stayed there forever. I might have, in fact, were it not for a certain friend of mine.
I decided one afternoon that I was in need of an ice cream, so I sailed over to town. On a whim I checked my email on the way to the creamery. Not much mail, except for the three emails from my buddy Brian.
Number one, written on Friday, telling me he lands in Nassau on Saturday.
Number two, written on Saturday, letting me know that he'll definitely be in Nassau on Saturday.
Number three, written Sunday morning, letting me know that indeed he did fly in on Saturday to Nassau.
I was reading these emails Sunday afternoon.
I never did get my ice cream. I managed to make it to Nassau by Monday, and Brian and I, together with two of Brian's friends from North Carolina, left Nassau directly for the Abacos, where we spent the rest of the week. I taught the Carolinians about sailing, and they taught me about such delicacies as canned Vienna Sausages and Beanee Weenees. (For those of you who have never tried these canned delights, they taste about as good as they sound, which is to say not very.)
The North Carolina contingency left a week ago Saturday, and on their heels were three days of incredible storms. Marsh Harbour, where I was holed up, got up to 8" of rain between Saturday and Tuesday morning, and when one boater asked another what the wind got up to in one particularly violent squall, the boater replied, "well, my anemometer reported up to 67 knots before it blew away!"
On Tuesday the weather returned to normal, I've spent much of the remaining week with my friend Ben and his family in Hopetown on Elbow Cay, where Ben and his family rented a house for the week. They treated me to some fantastic homecooked meals and let me use their even more fantastic shower! Also while with Ben and the fam, I saw the most incredible sight I have seen in my five months on the boat.
While we were floating along in a motorboat, a five foot manta ray leapt out of the water about 100' from us. I have often seen the splash of a ray landing, or out of the corner of my eye the flash of the sun reflecting off a ray's back while in midair. But with this ray I happened to be watching the water at the exact spot he took off from, and was able to see his entire trajectory, from surface to the crest of his arc about five feet above the water to the crash-landing 10 feet from the take-off point. To see this ray soar to remove parasites from his body was absolutely incredble, though since manta rays can grow to over 22 feet and 3000 pounds I have decided I do not need to see a larger one jump!
Ben and his family left this morning, and this afternoon my friend Robin shows up for the Abaco tour. After Robin comes Josh from Burlington, and then I reclaim my boat for another month or so of solo saling before i begin my trek north. I hope all is well with you all.
Brian
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Sent: Saturday, March 22, 2003 11:27 AM
To: celebration_news@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [celebration_news] The Surprise Visit
Hello hello. When last we met our intrepid hero had fearlessly crossed the dreaded Devil's Backbone Reef, with his knees barely knocking...
I spent about a week in the waters near Harbour Island. Harbour Island is a good place to see the Cluster Effect in action. When a boat comes into a harbor, they look for where the other boats are and immediately anchor there, regardless of wind, waves, tide, holding, scenery, etc. When I reached Harbour Island, I unwittingly fell int this trap and spent the night off the town docks. Endless water taxis zoomed by at all hours of the night, and their wakes, combined with the 2 mile fetch the wind had to create waves, created a restless night. The following morning I wised up and sailed two miles to the southern end of the bay. I found a beautiful sand ancorage in 7' of water, with my own private beach an easy swim or dinghy ride away. It was a ideal location, exactly as I had dreamed this vacation would be like. I would dinghy over to Beagle's Beach in the morning with my book and chair, and spend the morning reading. If it got hot, I'd move the chair under a Palm tr!
ee. If it got hotter, I'd go for a swim. At lunch I'd swim back to the boat for lunch and a nap. In the afternoon, more reading, swimming and napping. If I wanted t go to town, I had an easy half hour sail. Paradise. I could have stayed there forever. I might have, in fact, were it not for a certain friend of mine.
I decided one afternoon that I was in need of an ice cream, so I sailed over to town. On a whim I checked my email on the way to the creamery. Not much mail, except for the three emails from my buddy Brian.
Number one, written on Friday, telling me he lands in Nassau on Saturday.
Number two, written on Saturday, letting me know that he'll definitely be in Nassau on Saturday.
Number three, written Sunday morning, letting me know that indeed he did fly in on Saturday to Nassau.
I was reading these emails Sunday afternoon.
I never did get my ice cream. I managed to make it to Nassau by Monday, and Brian and I, together with two of Brian's friends from North Carolina, left Nassau directly for the Abacos, where we spent the rest of the week. I taught the Carolinians about sailing, and they taught me about such delicacies as canned Vienna Sausages and Beanee Weenees. (For those of you who have never tried these canned delights, they taste about as good as they sound, which is to say not very.)
The North Carolina contingency left a week ago Saturday, and on their heels were three days of incredible storms. Marsh Harbour, where I was holed up, got up to 8" of rain between Saturday and Tuesday morning, and when one boater asked another what the wind got up to in one particularly violent squall, the boater replied, "well, my anemometer reported up to 67 knots before it blew away!"
On Tuesday the weather returned to normal, I've spent much of the remaining week with my friend Ben and his family in Hopetown on Elbow Cay, where Ben and his family rented a house for the week. They treated me to some fantastic homecooked meals and let me use their even more fantastic shower! Also while with Ben and the fam, I saw the most incredible sight I have seen in my five months on the boat.
While we were floating along in a motorboat, a five foot manta ray leapt out of the water about 100' from us. I have often seen the splash of a ray landing, or out of the corner of my eye the flash of the sun reflecting off a ray's back while in midair. But with this ray I happened to be watching the water at the exact spot he took off from, and was able to see his entire trajectory, from surface to the crest of his arc about five feet above the water to the crash-landing 10 feet from the take-off point. To see this ray soar to remove parasites from his body was absolutely incredble, though since manta rays can grow to over 22 feet and 3000 pounds I have decided I do not need to see a larger one jump!
Ben and his family left this morning, and this afternoon my friend Robin shows up for the Abaco tour. After Robin comes Josh from Burlington, and then I reclaim my boat for another month or so of solo saling before i begin my trek north. I hope all is well with you all.
Brian
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The Adventures of Captain Gale: The Land of Unfinished Dreams
From: BrianGale@alum.bucknell.edu [mailto:BrianGale@alum.bucknell.edu]
Sent: Sunday, March 09, 2003 10:56 AM
To: celebration_news@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [celebration_news] The Land of Unfinished Dreams
Greetings from the land of sun and heat! It seems that all of the United States' heat has been sent south to me in the Bahamas. It has been cloudless with highs in the 90s and lows in the mid 70s for the past week and a half, ever since I left Tom and Ryan in Nassau. A bit warmer than I like it - I'm more of an 80s/60s person myself. But I have broad shoulders with which to carry this burden, so I shan't complain.
After leaving Nassau I headed to Royal Island, an island 3 miles long whose center is carved into a nice cove that offers 360 degree protection from the winds. I spent several hours exploring the ruins of what was once someone's vacation home.
A man on a neighboring boat called the Bahamas "The land of unfinished dreams," and I can see his point. I have seen dozens of abandoned buildings in my time here: some are simply foundations; some were near completion when abandoned, with the stickers still on the windows; and some, like on Royal Island, long abandoned and being reclaimed by the island. This one is more of a vacation complex than a vacation home, more than a half dozen buildings with tile walkways between them. There was a two story main house and several smaller houses, perhaps for the employees, perhaps guest houses. There were small storage buildings, a covered porch, and a large building serving as a great room, with vaulted ceilings and enourmous fireplace. The occupants had built roads across the island and ringing the harbor. There were 5 foot high, 3 foot wide stone walls, an enormous concrete pier on each side of the island, and the side of one hill had been terraced for what I imagine must h!
ave been incredible gardens. I always wonder what might have happened to cause such a place to be abandoned - the death of the owner, a loss of wealth, perhaps a former hideout for a former drug lord!
From Royal Island I made a day trip to Spanish Wells, an immaculate little town with perfect little houses and their perfect little gardens in the perfect front yards. I visited here three years ago with Nisa and Truman, and aside from the appearance that everyone's name seems to be Pinter here, my strongest memory was visiting the grocery store. A little backgroung info - Truman has an enormous love of icecream. Whenever I talk to Truman on the phone, I like to ask "How many containers of icecream are in the freezer?", to which the reply is someting along the lines of, "Only 6, and one is Nisa's!" Well, on their trip three years ago, we went to the grocery in Spanish Wells, and when we got to the ice cream freezer - well, it was like a kid at the mall just before Christmas. Truman stood agog in front of a 12-pack of those cheap icecream sandwiches with the fake chocolate cookie that are soooo good. Now, Truman and Nisa don't haverefrigeration on their boat, it's 90 deg!
rees outside, and we're a mile or so from the boat. I say, "no way - ther'es no way I'm gonna let you buy that, it would be 4 sandwiches per person!" To which Truman replied, "are you Kidding?? I could eat two before we got to the register!"
Fast forward three years, and I'm looking at a six-pack of ice cream sandwiches (a denomination they did not have in 2000). Heartbroken, I left he store ad island empty-handed. And now Truman, with all these witnesses, I offer my apologies. Next time we have an ice cream party in Aisle 11!
The following day, another boat that I met at royal I. and I rented a guide to get us through the maze of reefs known as The Devil's Backbone. We had waited for a calm day, and it wasn't too hairy, but with a reef 50 feet to port, a limestone and sand beach 75 feet to stadrboard and swells on the beam rolling the boat through 60 degrees and pushing the boat toward shore, it certainly kept me on my toes! An engine problem on this windless day would have been, well, bad.
Once over the Backbone I entered a nice 5 mile long, 1 mile wide bay enclosed by Harbor Island, a fancy tourist town with posh hotels and villas, all unobtrusive and very nice. There are little stores to shop in if that's what you fancy. There's a lovely 3.5 mile "pink sand" beach, though pink might be a generous description. Best of all, however, is the rumor that there's a place to get an icecream cone here!
I'll let you all guess what I'll be doing tomorrow.
Brian
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Subject: [celebration_news] The Land of Unfinished Dreams
Greetings from the land of sun and heat! It seems that all of the United States' heat has been sent south to me in the Bahamas. It has been cloudless with highs in the 90s and lows in the mid 70s for the past week and a half, ever since I left Tom and Ryan in Nassau. A bit warmer than I like it - I'm more of an 80s/60s person myself. But I have broad shoulders with which to carry this burden, so I shan't complain.
After leaving Nassau I headed to Royal Island, an island 3 miles long whose center is carved into a nice cove that offers 360 degree protection from the winds. I spent several hours exploring the ruins of what was once someone's vacation home.
A man on a neighboring boat called the Bahamas "The land of unfinished dreams," and I can see his point. I have seen dozens of abandoned buildings in my time here: some are simply foundations; some were near completion when abandoned, with the stickers still on the windows; and some, like on Royal Island, long abandoned and being reclaimed by the island. This one is more of a vacation complex than a vacation home, more than a half dozen buildings with tile walkways between them. There was a two story main house and several smaller houses, perhaps for the employees, perhaps guest houses. There were small storage buildings, a covered porch, and a large building serving as a great room, with vaulted ceilings and enourmous fireplace. The occupants had built roads across the island and ringing the harbor. There were 5 foot high, 3 foot wide stone walls, an enormous concrete pier on each side of the island, and the side of one hill had been terraced for what I imagine must h!
ave been incredible gardens. I always wonder what might have happened to cause such a place to be abandoned - the death of the owner, a loss of wealth, perhaps a former hideout for a former drug lord!
From Royal Island I made a day trip to Spanish Wells, an immaculate little town with perfect little houses and their perfect little gardens in the perfect front yards. I visited here three years ago with Nisa and Truman, and aside from the appearance that everyone's name seems to be Pinter here, my strongest memory was visiting the grocery store. A little backgroung info - Truman has an enormous love of icecream. Whenever I talk to Truman on the phone, I like to ask "How many containers of icecream are in the freezer?", to which the reply is someting along the lines of, "Only 6, and one is Nisa's!" Well, on their trip three years ago, we went to the grocery in Spanish Wells, and when we got to the ice cream freezer - well, it was like a kid at the mall just before Christmas. Truman stood agog in front of a 12-pack of those cheap icecream sandwiches with the fake chocolate cookie that are soooo good. Now, Truman and Nisa don't haverefrigeration on their boat, it's 90 deg!
rees outside, and we're a mile or so from the boat. I say, "no way - ther'es no way I'm gonna let you buy that, it would be 4 sandwiches per person!" To which Truman replied, "are you Kidding?? I could eat two before we got to the register!"
Fast forward three years, and I'm looking at a six-pack of ice cream sandwiches (a denomination they did not have in 2000). Heartbroken, I left he store ad island empty-handed. And now Truman, with all these witnesses, I offer my apologies. Next time we have an ice cream party in Aisle 11!
The following day, another boat that I met at royal I. and I rented a guide to get us through the maze of reefs known as The Devil's Backbone. We had waited for a calm day, and it wasn't too hairy, but with a reef 50 feet to port, a limestone and sand beach 75 feet to stadrboard and swells on the beam rolling the boat through 60 degrees and pushing the boat toward shore, it certainly kept me on my toes! An engine problem on this windless day would have been, well, bad.
Once over the Backbone I entered a nice 5 mile long, 1 mile wide bay enclosed by Harbor Island, a fancy tourist town with posh hotels and villas, all unobtrusive and very nice. There are little stores to shop in if that's what you fancy. There's a lovely 3.5 mile "pink sand" beach, though pink might be a generous description. Best of all, however, is the rumor that there's a place to get an icecream cone here!
I'll let you all guess what I'll be doing tomorrow.
Brian
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Sunday, March 04, 2007
The Adventures of Captain Gale: Fishing with Tom
From: BrianGale@alum.bucknell.edu [mailto:BrianGale@alum.bucknell.edu]
Sent: Tuesday, February 25, 2003 11:27 AM
To: celebration_news@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [celebration_news] fishing with Tom
Hello from Nassau. The boat is getting quiet, with Ryan having left on the morning BahamasAir flight and Tom leaving on tomorrrow's. We pulled into Nassau yesterday afternoon, taking 6 days to do the run from Georgetown. As I said last week, we expected Tom to improve our fishing technique, as we kept catching barracuda. I had asked Tom to bring a couple lures, and he came on board with half a fishing store's worth - hooks, swivels, leader, line, and lures in every color imaginable.
Our first day was a long one, 40 miles or so to Farmer's Cay. But we had great wind for sailing, and we trolled for fish at 7 knots, catching 5 barracuda but nothing edible (though the islanders tell us differently). On day 2, however, Tom proved his worth with a mahi, which, cooked three ways proved to be quite a feast! The next day while sailing we caught another edible fish, this one a bo. Many of you may not be familiar with a bo, and I had not seen one until we caught this guy. We!
were sailing along and got a bite, the biggest of my journey. It hit the lure, ran out some line, stopped, and then the line started SCREAMING off the rod. Definitely not a barracuda! Ryan was on the rod, and for some reason the fish no longer had any fight left in him, and when we got him close to the boat he was just skipping along the surface of the water. All became apparent when we got him in the net.
The fish that ate the lure turned out to be a bonita. After the initial small run, something big - Tom's guessing a mako, but in any event, a LARGE shark - decided he liked the looks of our bonita, and with one giant bite he took the back 2/3 of our fish. After that, all we reeled in was a head and a bit of body. It was absolutely incredible to see these enormous teeth marks and realize the speed and power involved in turning our bonita dinner into a bo- for a snack.
We had another great sail, but after listening to the weather forecast we realized we were in for 25 knots for the last two days of the vacation. We tucked into Norman's Pond, which I knew to be well protected. We tucked ourselves into a little cove, with 100' between ourselves and the shore where the prevailing winds would be and 50' behind us to a dock. We set two anchors and started playing hearts.
Tom and I are marathon hearts players. We have often played hearts all night, gone out to breakfast and straight to work. We taught Ryan to play at the beginning of the vacation, and by now he was pretty good. We played hearts for hours, finally throwing in the towel at 5am. We were tide restricted in our anchorage and couldn't leave until noon, so we could sleep the morning away.
At least that was the plan. But at 7:00 I woke up to screaming gusts of winds. I lept out of bed and jumped into the cockpit where tom was sleeping. We looked at each other and Tom said, " I think we're moving. Yep, we're dragging." With a lee shore 50 feet away and, as we later found out, 40 knot gusts, that's bad.
Tom got the engine going as I worked my way to the bow against the wind and rain. When I got there I looked back to see the dinghy wrapped around a piling at the dock. Tom finally got the boat going and, broadside to the wind, slid past the dock with five feet to spare. The dinghy was able to untangle itself and I pulled up 2 anchors in 30 seconds. We headed for a different anchoring location - less protected but with a half mile of water downwind in case we should drag again! Tom and Ryan were back asleep 20 minues after the excitement began. Me, I was to jazzed up to sleep again that day. We pulled our anchor up a few hours later and motored to Highborne Cay for a night at a marina while the front blew through later that day.
The Bahamas does not generally experience much rain, and in fact it had not yet rained in February. But as we tied up at Highborne it began to pour and continued for the next 24 hours. We were time constrained by Ryan's flight, so yesterday we motorsailed through the rain and 20+
knot winds with a double-reefed main. We were able to run safely around the coral heads and arrived safely in Nassau at 3:00
Ryan left first thing this morning, and Tom leaves tomorrow at noon. I'm sorry to see them go, but I'm happy to have a few weeks to myself. I'm heading to Eleuthera for a few weeks before I have to be in the Abacos for the next wave of visitors. I will be taking it slow and easy, making sure I don't keep any schedule whatsoever.
Thanks again to all who have written recently. You can reply to this message to write to me, but please remember to delete my original message
before sending it to me. Let me know how you're doing!
Brian
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