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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!

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

The Missing

        I can remember my friends and enemies.  I can sea so far. And yet! aLive and death, the ebb and flow of a current running one way and then another.  I grab on and you let go.  Samaurai, a passenger named Glen came aboard Guinevere.  How he arrived , is up to him.  The locals captured fish off a dock, rolling their monofiliment string over a polluted thing, a plastic orifice, and yet they caught fish, to eat.  The sailing Glen, was not Guinevere's friend!  He had a loft for sails repaired in Cairns.  Off the light, introducing the passage, where Captain James Cook found an entry( by the providence of God) and fortunately could not find his way back!  The one and only Kiwi I abhor is Glen.  He is slick and hard to understand,  Royal Gage, with me driving, captured a wahoo (ono in Hawaiian). Rain, pouring down, leads to Australia not in sight!  The " Great Barrier Reef" closing out from a backside view!  Thank you, Lono!  Because I have surfed Hanalei our ship didn't founder that day!  It is no idle brag that I dedicated my life to riding the waves of the oceans!!! 
While Royal was preparing and I was seeing; Glen was complaining!  A baby crying that his pants were wet and it is your fault!  What to do?  " Hard to port", I screamed, as our other choice was to run aground being pushed by a very beautiful surfable wave onto the "Reef"! Royal ducked as the boom regained  it's correct placement relavent to the helm change( hard over).  Shortly after we, Das Boat, acquired the entrance of Grafton Passage and consumed the perfect food that Royal had gathered from the fathomless bounty that Neptune and Davy provide for those who dare to say, " Not All Kiwi's Are Kool"! We all laughed. I have only met one who is not, his name is Glen!  Oh shizzer!  I know of another.  His name is Eric.  Eric decided to drive at night in the fog into a little known area, Coo's Bay side of  California's coastline.  What a nice community Eric discovered (just a pubic hair north of SF's entry) after driving at night and deciding that a compass heading he was to follow wasn't important.  Upon himself, without waking up the idiot( which was me) he decided he is " Navigator"!!!! We were inches away from singing Mr. Rodgers song!  I'll write about this in another place.  My point is I married a " Kiwi "!  There are two kiwi's I don't like.  Hopefully, there won't be three!  By the by, the ono was ono! Wahoooooooooooooooooo!   AArrrggghh Mate

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