Category: The sea
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Christmas, 2015
On a Christmas Day, we were mushing our way over the Dawson Trail. Talk of your cold! through the parka’s fold, it stabbed like a driven nail. If our eyes we’d close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn’t see; It wasn’t much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee. …
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The Lights On The Palm Trees
A few minutes ago, I was driving along Summerlin Road to get to the Java Coffee Cafe before they closed. I don’t normally drink an iced coffee at 6:10 pm on a Sunday night, or any night for that matter. I really came here to use the stronger WiFi signal that the Outlet Mall provides…
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A Day For A Splash Of Rum
The Ancient Mariner is home from his lonely voyage. He’s waiting beside the tavern door to tell his tale. The Old Man is back from the Sea…did he win the fight with the great fish? The story of my journey to being a sailor is over…for now. I have completed the final task which was…
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So Near Yet So Far Away/The Three Hour Tour
You’ve been waiting. Waiting by your warm hearths sipping an extra strong egg nog. You’ve posted your last holiday cards and only two remaining items are on your “to do” list. You have to figure out who is going to get the re-gift this year. But, what you’re really waiting for is the next chapter…
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The Old Man And The Sea
My father was the keeper of the Eddystone Light, He slept with a mermaid one fine night. Out of the union there came three, A walrus, and a porpoise and a little old me…” –An Old Sea Shanty I’m sure that you think differently of me now. Now that you’re thinking of me as a…
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The Fate Of The Ancient Mariner
A dream that has drifting through my brain for four decades has finally come true. I’m learning how to sail! The course I’m taking is for five days. On Friday, the other student (Russell from Canada) and I will be taking the 26′ boat out on our own. That ‘alone’ part means the instructor will…
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A Stroll On Estero: Encountering Sand Sculptures One Grain At A Time
We decided that we would give Sanibel Island a rest for a day. Besides, we’d save $6.00 for not taking the Causeway Bridge. No, it was time we crossed another bridge (free) from Fort Myers to Fort Myers Beach. When we did, we found ourselves in another world. This wasn’t Wal-Mart country. This was the…
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The Albatross And The Vulture
What’s it like to float upon misty air? Way up there upon winds of turbulence, where your wings tame them, as a cowboy does the wild Stallion. –Dara Reidyr from “On Flying“ Four hours ago, I was finishing my iced coffee at the Java Cafe in the Outlet Mall. Even with the AC, the plastic…
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Listless In Fort Myers: The Harsh Realities Of Wintering In Paradise
I’m sitting on the wooden walkway, on a green metal bench, sipping an iced coffee. I’m watching a Cessna single-engine plane pull an advertising banner across the slightly blue hazy sky. The banner is telling us to shop at the Tanger Outlet Mall. I look around and realize that this is the mall I’m in…
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