okay this is absolutely it for me for the moment. i have to say it's lovely sitting here on the deck with the breeze and rustling of palm frons, but i want to get to the beach and swim.
some of you have emailed me asking about someone in the race getting rescued. it wasn't jim. but since i'm sending this out i thought i'd give a bit more info.
i'm sure i've mentioned that each evening about 5pm the families waiting for the sailors gather at 'the tree" at the pavilion in hanalei bay and try to listen to the fleet check in and chat with each other. we can't chat with them and in fact we can barely hear or understand them. but it's fun to try. anyway, last evening discussion revolved around one of the racers who wasn't making much progress and wasn't checking in regularly. thursday evening he set off his emergency flare (eperp is that how you spell it?) which is a flare you send up if you need help. We're waiting to see if he and his boat made it back to SF okay.
Thought I'd copy a bit of dogbark's email so you can get a feel for what happens upon their arrival: The race committee was out to greet me and provide assistance getting into the anchorage. They boarded us via Mitchell's Zodiac, provided a celebratory Mai Tai, a cool scented clean washcloth, checked the shaft seal , did garbage check and helped get the boat in order. At the tree an ssb is set up in the back of the car and it was quite the entertainment to eavesdrop on the evening checkin.
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hmm do you want comments here or shall i email you?? those shell rings are so wonderful. is that the wide ring you mentioned buying? i want one! oh yes, i remember the redred dirt. i have a pair of pants permanently stained by it from falling on my arse trying to scramble down to a little cove one morning by myself. why would jim get disqualified for that thing - whatever it was?? - breaking? have you found and eaten poke salad yet?
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