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so salty pieces of coral from surfing Hawaii in the 60's and 70's getting reef pounded living in my body fall through my skin from time to time!

sailing to Oahu

Jimi Hendrix was playing on Oahu. I had never sailed. Surfed Mexico, California, Hawaii! Aw, how hard could it be to sail 90-110 miles from Kauai to Oahu? Piece of cake, right? Remember it was the 60's! This is so bad. We thought we were looking at Kaiena Point,Ohau, knowing we weren't going to make the concert! But at least we were in site of Oahu-wrong! Coy, who had never sailed before, me,who had never sailed before, jeff and Abbott etc. We were looking at the sleeping giant on Kauai! We had done three-sixty's in the night! We sailed on the only tri-marran I've ever sailed on ( except later ) in my life, missed the concert! It was at the Waikiki Shell Ampitheater ( Moon eclipsed . We finally made Nawilwili Harbor! The Skipper tried to give us his boat saying, " It's trying to kill me"! We watched him go stark raving mad not even realising that had we got caught in the channel current we were on our way to Japan! Remember it was the 60's and we were going to see Hendrix. I left out some of the good stuff but I will make up for it later!

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Kauai, Hawaii....New Century

      I guess I could be disappointed if I landed at Lihue today?  Maybe in a short period of time a lot has changed!!  To the people who lived through the two hurricanes, tourism overtaking agriculture as the #1 industry,  the developement of a new Hanalei and the ramifications of what all this means- it was gradual.  I'm laughing inside as I am writing this because.....  I am afraid !  I believe it was Stienbeck who wrote, " When one tries to recapture the fires of the past, one often returns to find ashes"!  It could have been Hemingway!  I moved to Kalaheo, Kauai from Waimea, Oahu in 1968.  Kaneshiro Camp.  Red clay, cold mossy showers, $ 15 a/month rent, Tommy and Johnnie, two local brothers beating each other up each night and making up the next morning only, to repeat the same scenario again and again!  Across from them lived Tom ( guitar ) and Sheily with Stan ( the harmonica man ) playing deep southern blues  The camp is gone.  Ralph Young lived there.  So did Larry Byfield.  Larry died this year. Damn it! Ralph lives on and has managed to combine the southernmost island of polynesia with the northernmost! (another story)..  Imagine this picture.  I land at Lihue X.  I don't recognize anything!  I have a nice 6'8' tri-fin Brewer in a shoulder- over/ board bag!  My back pack in tow, my thumb is out!  I called no-one and of course he answered!!.  What am I going to see when I get a ride?  So!  Is it memory row or is it time to make some new ones?  Time will tell!  One thing about Kauai-- I know I won't be disappointed!!  Valdez is coming!!!!

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Arrh, mateys, the rum has me now

       I have been blessed, to have had the oppurtnity to sail, not all; but a small portion of the largest ocean of this world!  The Pacific Ocean is vast and those who sail on that water are above what is below!  You think I joke!?  I know what I am speaking of and I also have the knowledge of what I am speaking against!  People of this world have inheirant qualities that define the essence of their very being.  We trade, we laugh, we enjoy each others individuallity!  Who says what is good or right?  Simple Government.  It's funny to me when one day you are a freedom fighter and the next day you become a pirate!  Overnight.  Yea.  You think right now, that this asshole doesn't have a leg to stand on.  Historically I'll kick your ass!  But really what I don't want to do is that-but fuck with me and I will destroy you.  See-I am a pirate.  It's a thought process. I sailed not the seven seas but the world outside of a complacency.  I wanted to sea if the ocean really covered as much space as the flat round ball on my wall matched my imagination!  A pirate is anybeing.  To " question", to "Go against the Flow", to " Think Outside the Box". To " Dream".!!!  When a country declares " WAR" on another country pirates are born!  Peace is determinined by governments?  I think not!!!  All historical pirates only became pirates when the particular governments came into an equation of peace.  So, overnight without a cellphone peace between territoral governments had entered into a treaty or agreement that I, a sailor, citizen, with God country at heart must honor.  To a degree, I might add.  Secretly, under the table, continually, take ships from France and Spain and their treasures but if caught England did not condon this extreme act of piracy.  So what has changed?  Nothing.  Why should it?  It works.  What I despize are the lies!  Graft, payola!  Whoop the fucking doo, Simoncy allows a catholic to pay for his way to heaven.  Ask " the pope"  he'll tell you all about Peter and how he's" The Rock"!  I really have no fondness for certain parts of the history of man.  What Catholics are not honing up to about " The Inquisition", 400 years with another 100 from Spain is unacceptable.  Who are or were the pirates?  Thief of hearts!  What are " The Dark Ages"?  Check your country out now!  Welcome to piracy of the lowest order.  Remember King George, the turd, sorry the third!  Boston ( not my favorite place ) tea party, taxation without representation?  Welcome to today!  Who said, "History can not repeat itself" ?  Not me.  Welcome to my world fellow PIRATE!!!  arrh matey!!!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

sailin or sailaway!

        I always thought about thought.  Thinkinking about words.  Win one thinks about two, one is married!  I thought about two but it became four.  I sailed away but did I?  Did I sail towards or away from?  Sea?  I don't see what befailed me!  Now I live in------the land of where you are.  I have traveled. Oh so far!  To  a place that seemed so near and yet is distance, itself,  befriended me, So back on the shelf to begin again a thing I abhor, to run aground on a distant shore, Where love itself is on a shore where all Sirens meow to sailors and find a want that Homer spoke of!  The tales of gods in the plural , the Cycolops. Neptunes world!  The equater of the earth itself, Is nothing more than thought itself and I always thought about thought!! And then I forgot.................Not

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