Sunday, December 17, 2017

Louis was a Key West artist that lived on his sailboat. Life was simple until he fell in love with a Ukrainian Countess.

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   We slept until nine before waking to realize that we had to meet her family at Marsh Harbor by noon. I saw her panic and started to jump from the bed.
“Riki, what if we don’t show up?”
She returned a mischievous smile. “No, Daddy has been good to me!” She looked at me sadly.
“I know. I’m just so confused right now!”
“Me too!” She buried her face against my neck.
“Okay! Get dressed! I promised him I’d have you there on time. I’m going to get you there on time!”


She smiled a false smile, and we packed in a hurry. We checked out at the front desk and ran for the boat. We motored out into the channel, out past the point, and raised the sails. We were in sight of Marsh Harbor as we let out the sails for the gentle wind that was coming from the east.
Riki sat next to me all the way while leaning her head against me. 


The catamaran was already on the charter docks, and it looked like the dock crews were hauling off all of the contents with multiple dock carts. The closer we got, the more I wanted to just turn around and head for the blue water. We dropped the sails and motored into the tight entrance to the charter base. We went to the closest mooring buoy, and Riki hooked it with our mooring hook. I brought her bag up from below. I had packaged her painting for her mother into a converted cardboard box for safety. 

I delivered her and her baggage to the dinghy dock where her father met us and thanked me for my punctuality. Riki passed him on the dock without a comment.
“Is everything okay?” he asked when he saw Riki’s tears.
“It will be,” I said as I restrained mine.


I stayed on the mooring ball overnight. They didn’t ask for payment, and I didn’t offer. I was depressed and lonely. I was so disconnected from the world that I didn’t even own a cell phone. I had no way of contacting Riki, and she had no way to reach me. How stupid was I to let her leave? She has a future as a doctor, and I have a future as a—



***

"Mother, before I go to America, I had a painting done for you.” Riki pulled it from the box.
“Oh, that is beautiful! Did Louis paint this?” Her father was looking over her shoulder.
“Yes, and he gave me the earrings after he did the painting!” she bragged.
“Did you see the name of this painting on the back plate?” asked Zenzi.
She turned the painting to the back and let Riki read, “I will love you forever. L. D. Amherst.”
Her mother and father exchanged a look that Riki missed as she left the room suddenly.



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Good Morning, Basseterre, St. Kitts!





Good Morning, Basseterre, St. Kitts!


With St. Kitts behind me, I am anxious to explore Nevis.




With JoJo the monkey and a donkey behind me, I shot this picture from a mountain top. I am staying in a resort in this bay.

Stopped her at this property in Nevis to see the beautiful history. There was even a sugar mill to the left of this.

Charlestown, Nevis. It had a feeling I liked better then St. Kitts. Less tourists, more creative people.


The kids in Basseterre, St. Kitts were having a parade. It was not rebellious, but encouragement to the young ones.


Yesterday, I walked in Basseterre until my feet hurt under my flip-flop straps. There just happened to be a parade that was really cool. Young kids, the school band, and the big drums resounding off of the old buildings. It's a little different here... everyone I have encountered is honest, and happy. It took some getting used to.

I have been using both american money and the EC dollar. I run the calculations in my head as I receive change in EC. Right now, the EC is about one-third US dollar. Often in the past on other islands I have been cheated on the exchange. Here, they point out my mistakes to keep me from shorting myself. The sidewalks are tight and people, very nicely dressed, step to the side and wait their turn to pass. You quickly find yourself returning the gesture.

I wanted to rent a car to explore, but now I am very happy I held back and called a taxi. It cost me $12.00 US into town, and after I watched my driver clear by inches on each side of his van, and NO parking available, I knew I had made the right decision. I haven't seen any traffic lights here, and round-a-bouts are the norm. (Since I returned to the US, I understand they are getting their first traffic light by the DigiCel business.)

This island is another example of (Now you see it-now you don't). Right now, it is still in the, Island as I like them, mode. It is changing fast though. Condos, luxury homes, more luxurious shopping, and all of the electronic invasions of our privacy that we enjoy in the US. As I left on the ferry, I saw a freighter full of Japanese taxi vans waiting to be unloaded. If you ever plan to come here, do it soon.

I have three new books that go to the editor in another week. The main character that has discovered how to extend his life in perfect health, escapes to his home on Nevis in all three books. I decided that I better verify my facts before the editor chops it to pieces. This is a new style for me and I hope you enjoy them. At this point, they are called Longue' Duree I, II, and III.
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Sunday, September 17, 2017

Do you read a lot? Women who read, are great lovers.






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Thursday, September 7, 2017

She was as unpredictable as a Hurricane. The Glow, by A.D.Banyan



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I took several photos of the rest of our adventure. Somehow I was panicking that I was losing such a free-thinking lover. I had never been with anyone quite like her. We took photos of us together and images of me being happy. It would be hard to sell them to Riki as depressed.

Berlin was also slowing down. I suspected she would miss me too. She spent the first day along the Keys, lying in the sun and watching the bridges and mangrove trees pass from a distance. She slept with her head on my lap during the night watch, and I kept my hand on her thigh when I slept.
In the morning, she came to me at the helm and told me it was time for one last game.
“It’s called Not Yet! We can do anything we want to each other, and the other cannot deny any act you wish to impose. The only rule is that no one can climax until nine o’clock tonight.

 Unconditional. Higher restrictions!”

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Sunday, September 3, 2017

Caribbean, Atlantic, Hurricane, causes sinking of small vessel. Saved by THE GLOW of a flare gun.



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   We sailed back out to blue water and started the long trip back to the Keys. We sailed nonstop for days while the wind and seas were accommodating. On the third day, the skies stayed cloudy, and the wind speed increased. That evening it started raining… sideways!
   The visibility dropped to a couple hundred yards. I was glad I had the chart plotter and radar. We hunted for an island to hide out on for a while. I searched the charts, and we were in the middle of nowhere. We were northwest of Puerto Rico and northeast of the Dominican Republic. From the depth meter reading of fourteen thousand feet, I confirmed we were over the Maimon Basin. We were getting tired, and it was too rough to sleep on night watch changes. The whitecaps were splashing across the deck. The water was cold, and we broke out our heavy weather gear.
   I already had the main sail reduced into the mast as we still did seven knots across the big rolling waves. We were considering going back to Puerto Rico when the radio started screaming, “Mayday! Mayday! We are taking on water. Mayday! Mayday!”
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Friday, August 18, 2017

Yacht Cabinetry and Dragonflies.




Some of you know about my history with dragonflies.

Lately, they are back. I have had at least one visit every day for the last two weeks. Most of them, flutter around, unbalanced by cobwebs from the ceiling in the shop, and come to my workbench for help. I hold them down in the palm of my hand and carefully pull the cobwebs from their legs, wings and tails. I always talk to them as I work and take them outside and release them. Everyone at the shop makes fun of me, but also wonders why they only go to me. Personally, I wonder too?

Monday, I was pushing a large cart back from the vacuum table. I had just taken some doors over to the other room, glued them up with veneer, and applied the negative pressure on the table. On the way back to my workbench, a dragonfly kept fling ahead of me erratically. Up and down, back and forth, and finally landing on my rolling table directly in front of me, I laid my hand over him and continued to my bench. I made the repairs to his wings, etc., and released him.

Tuesday, I went back to the same room, and was returning to my area. A dragonfly, with the same erratic flight problems, flew a foot or two ahead of my face for several steps.
“Having a few navigational problems?” I asked aloud. I held out my hand and it clumsily landed in the palm of my hand.
 I about lost it.“HEY! CHECK THIS OUT!” I yelled. I did repairs and released this one. Everyone laughed and joked about the dragonfly whisperer.
Today… Friday, I found a big one under my bench, covered in webs. It was the biggest one this year. Again, I fixed him up and released him. Every year, the dragonflies come to me. I feel honored, but confused. 
Now... everyone in the shop talks to them too. I hear them all the time.
"HE"S OVER THERE!" and they point.




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Thursday, August 3, 2017

This woman drives me crazy. I love her. THE GLOW



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     I sat and spun my spinel ring around on my finger, wondering if I had been played. It didn’t make sense. Too many things looked like she wanted a future with me. I opened the fridge, got out another beer, and sat on my front porch.
    “Hey, Louis, you crazy man! How ya do’n?” said my shirt shop neighbor.
    “Ahhh, little bit lonely. A little bit confused,” I said.
    “What? That Russian girl?”
    “Yeah, but she’s Ukrainian,” I corrected.
    “She’s definitely hot! I saw her getting on a private jet up at the airport the other day.”
    “Oh yeah?” I said.
    “Yeah! She was the only passenger, and they left as soon as she boarded. The passport dude even came to the plane and stamped her passport at the bottom of the steps. Man, you know how to pick them. Beautiful and richer’n hell too. Hey, man, I gotta go close up the shop! Take it easy!” He ran back across the street.