Cruising the Caribbean and beyond to Australia, in search of palms and golden sunsets; in search of tranquil anchorages, magnificent beaches, and peaceful surroundings; in search of special places few will ever see; in search of filling the heart and soul with abundant memories. In search of the elusive Paradise! ....................
Saturday, May 9, 2009
TRACKING BACK TO MOMENTS
And then there is this (and you really need to double-click on these pics). What do you get when you cross a German U-boat with a wheel-less campervan......... Well you get this double story sleep-over. It has a back porch with screens (a real Florida room), a dinghy hoist, downstairs bedroom and kitchen, a loft apartment with TV receiver dome and WIFI and a 360 degree steering position. Radar, at least three GPS units, a computer console bigger than most and a boat name "JUMBO". It was shipped to the US from Germany and the adventurous couple then motored it across the Gulf Stream to the Bahamas...... "Wunderbach".....and so as not to make it look like a lost suitcase, it is painted in two-tone colours.........including the cool-box on the swim platform..................up periscope..........................................
Despite the fact that conch shells are everywhere and conch meat is used in conch salad, conch fritters, in conch chowder, in conch parmesan and in cracked conch, it is still hard to see under water in amongst the sea grass and the sand.
Now the Hermit crab despite his size, is a tycoon in Real Estate. As he grows he puts up a fight with another crab who occupies a bigger shell, and after a "hostile take-over" the capital asset value of his real estate portfolio has significantly increased.................. The three young Bahamian ladies on the right on the other hand, pride themselves on hairstyles that are far from average............ Everywhere there are flowers and colour more beautiful than the last lot...... these ones are two-tone red and purple...... something like a miniature fuschia.
On a beach, washed up with the rest of the ocean debris, were these five construction hats. No sign of the occupants....... so here's the mystery... did the wind blow their hats off while on board a ship, or on an oil platform somewhere,... did the guys all fall overboard and only their hats floated ashore.........did five construction workers go for a swim and leave their hats on the beach................. or did the five of them demolish the plastic container found strewn nearby and perish..................................... Cement residue attached to the blue hat would indicate the latter. Some more of that wonderful "JUNKANOO" dancing...................
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Sr. Suavamente,
I thought the rusty contraption was your inventor's mind creating a method of distilling the mango rum you pirate-types are so fond of!
Did you have any problem going into Little Harbor. Sail the Wind could only go in at high tide...
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