Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Beach combing on North Caicos

In which our Clueless Expatriates and Cheese-Addicted Dog Fail to Reach Whitby, Dooley the Demented Embarks on a New Career as a tripod, and Once Again the Fools are Caught in a Small Boat during a Squall.
Here's a post about another weekend trip when we loaded up the boat and dog and set off on another picnic trip with all our plans and preparations neatly in place.

We shoulda known bettah.



I am thinking that by now anyone who has read this far on this blog must know the coastline between Leeward-Going-Through and Fort George Cay about as well as we do. So in a novel attempt to shorten these posts I am going to skip the twenty photos of us launching the skiff, and working our way down the channel. Lets save some download time here. You've already seen what it's like for us to be sailing or motoring past Little Water Cay, Water Cay, Pine Cay, Fort George Cay, Dellis Cay, Parrot Cay.....We can just tune in again as we round the northernmost part of the Turks and Caicos Islands at North Caicos. These little rocky islets between Sandy Point and Pumpkin Bluff are the Three Mary Cays. Often just referred to as 3 Marys.



Thinking about it, I guess maybe I did jump into this description a little abruptly. I assumed that anyone reading this has read it all before, but then realized that there might be some new people reading this for the first time with this post. Then, of course, what I wrote above seems pretty presumptuous of me. So to ameliorate that a little bit, here's a Google Earth image of the far end portion of our journey on that day:



We came in as that line of yellow dots from the left, some 13 miles from the boat ramp at Sherlock Walkin's Leeward marina. Now I should tell you that this whole trip is actually a failed attempt on our part. When we started out in the boat we had planned to go take some photos of a really nice beachcombing beach over near the North Caicos village of Whitby. The wind forecast was from the east-southeast, and we were hoping to be in the lee of the island on that side, and to find a smooth place to anchor the boat. As so often is the case when we make these big plans, something didn't cooperate. I guess in this case, the wind didn't get the memo. Because it was blowing out of the east-northeast when we got there. I drew an arrow on that satellite image to show you about what the wind was doing.

But I am ahead of myself, as usual. Let me get back to the 3 Mary cays. These little rocks extend out from the shoreline a few hundred meters and as far as I can tell, are probably the northernmost exposed land in the entire Turks and Caicos Islands. We've been snorkeling off some exposed reef over near Pelican Point and that might be a little further north. I can't find those rocks on the satellite image or on the paper chart to verify where they are. There is a lot of this country still basically uncharted. I think those are submerged at high tide so they wouldn't really count for my purposes of supporting my own statements, anyway.

We were in pretty smooth waters until we rounded the outside of the 3 Mary Cays. Then we started feeling the effect of the fetch as the wind had plenty of room to start making things bumpy for us. For the non-nautical folks out there, the 'fetch' is the distance over water that the wind has to build up some steam. Or in our case, waves. This photo is from just past the outermost cay, looking at the other two and the beach of North Caicos:



I guess we could say that this was 'the third rock from the fun'. Oooh. That was bad. Forgive me?

That big funny looking basin is a sandy bottom inside the dark ledge of rock that sticks up from the bottom a couple of feet or so. We were over the rocky part when we took that photo. Can you see that the water to the left side of that photo is starting to develop more bumps than the water to the right side?

This is looking back to the west at the middle rock. This was where that line of yellow dots swung back toward the beach in the image up at the top of the post.



We saw that the wind was going to make our planned trip to the delightfully trashed beach at Whitby uncomfortable. So at this point we took the boat in next to the beach to see if we could anchor there and find any good stuff washed up. The beach here was fairly rocky, and unfortunately, clean of interesting debris. Oh, that's not a complaint, exactly. We love clean beaches, but some of the stuff that washes ashore on the beaches exposed to the open Atlantic can be pretty interesting. I'll tell you about some of it later in the post while I am making excuses for why we don't have any photos of it. Yet.



At this point in the picnic we pretty much had decided that we were not going to be able to either beach the boat or anchor it securely in the combined wind, waves, and ever present long shore current running to the west. We could see that the wind and waves were coming directly at us from the direction of that distant point in this next photo. That point is called Pumpkin Bluff. We did not have GPS or any charts with us, but our memory was that there was a decent stretch of beach there, which might be somewhat sheltered from this wind direction. You can also see the old freighter wreck in the cut in the reef there to the left:



See what I mean about the waves? Not too rough to boat over, but difficult to anchor the skiff in close to the beach.

Having come this far we thought we would continue a bit more and see if we could find some calm water out of the wind behind that point, over by that grove of Casuarinas trees. Boating is pretty interesting here, even in a shallow water skiff like ours. There really isn't anything in the way of commercial or regular boat traffic through here, and so there are no marked channels or hazards. Come to think of it, there are no channels, and it's pretty much ALL hazards here. In fact, on this trip we officially wore the paint off the skeg on the new Suzuki. I think this might be a record for us, 22 hours on a new motor before it kissed the lovely sands of the Turks and Caicos for the first time. All outboard motor skegs in the Turks and Caicos Islands are shiny and nicked. I wish the manufacturers would just ship them that way from the factory so that I don't have to feel bad about that first scuff mark. Well, we're over that with the Suzuki now.

We dodged coral and rocks and shallow spots for another couple of miles and finally were able to find calmer water tucked in behind the point. Now, this is more like it:



This is looking back to the west, the way from which we just traveled:



Not a soul in sight, in either direction. Ahhh....We like secluded beaches.

And this is a photo looking out at the old freighter wreck in the reef cut offshore here. That's about 1.3 km (eight tenths of a mile) offshore. We took some other photos of this wreck some years ago, if you feel like comparing how it looks now with how it looked back almost four years ago. I also found another post with better photos of the 3 Marys and the freighter here when that stuff was still new to us. Looking at those two other posts, maybe you can see why I am not putting a lot of effort into images of the cays in this one. We've done all that.

Looking back at that earlier post (Dooley looked so.... so young!) I can see that the wreck was still mostly in one big piece then. Not any longer:



And speaking of Dooley the Determined, I finally managed to use the skills gleaned from modifying our Land Rover top and sewed a couple of plastic buckles to his life jacket. Yes, with needle and thread. I tried the Peter Pan soap stick trick but it must work better for shadows than it does for video cameras near the ocean . But now we can attach the GoPro camera to him. He seems to be perfectly okay acting as a camera platform. I was prepared to bribe him with a piece of cheese out of my sandwich, but it wasn't necessary. (This dog would sign up for the Iditarod if he thought there was a hunk of cheddar at the far end of it.)Here he is after a very successful first swim carrying a camera, during which he managed to make it all of about 20 meters from the boat to the beach without mishap.



I know some of you photography buffs out there are interested in the footage, and we'll show you some of what we got here. But keep in mind that this was our first attempt, and as is pretty common with first attempts where Dooley is concerned, we have some fine tuning to do.

But this is what swimming ashore looks like from Dooley's perspective. If you can get inside his head, you might be able to follow the kinds of things that get his interest. Starting with La Gringa handing me my hat and sunglasses.... while he watches every move.




(Music is "Guitarra Del Fuego" by Johannes Linstead)

The issues I still have to work out include the fact that the camera fogs up inside the waterproof housing when it's in video mode here after about fifteen minutes. So leaving the camera running for longer than a few minutes is a waste of time, effort, and battery life. The other issue is that while the camera is fairly steady (I'd call it usable) while he's swimming, the minute he got ashore and went into that full body shakedown that dogs do when they go ashore.... well it shook the bejesus out of that camera and I still get dizzy looking at the footage. I need to modify the mount for some fore-and-aft stability. I'm pretty sure I know an easy fix for that.

Of course once he got ashore Dooley promptly forgot all his instructions to get startling new footage of things only he could find using his doggie powers. He was willing to throw away his career as a camera tripod. Uh, well that's not entirely accurate. He was only actually a 'tripod' for a few brief seconds next to the first bush he passed on his way to the trees. The camera was flopping loose, hanging by one strap, within a few minutes of Dooley the Destroyer taking the beach.

Before we had to remove the camera to air it out and defog it again, Dooley managed to scamper through the underbrush for a bit. And here's some footage of that little romp. I think you'll be able to see why I need to strengthen up this mount a little bit. No worries. It'll be done before the next post.




(Music is "Vikingman" by Rodrigo y Gabriela)

And I can tell you that after watching about thirty minutes of this stuff, I think I developed whiplash. La Gringa edited out most of the fuzzy, fogged over parts but still, there's No wonder this dog needs so many naps. He burns through a half a can of calories just by being conscious.

Fortunately we had another camera along as usual, and were able to get some other images. For example, here's a nice sea sage plant. $20 at the nursery on Providenciales. Growing wild everywhere else.



We were hoping for some interesting trash. We really didn't find much. Oh, there was trash. This is a fairly little used beach, but the quality of the trash was, well, trashy. Not the interesting fishing beacons, and anti-submarine warfare sonobuoys, and pieces of oceanographic moorings that I have found on other beaches here in the islands. Over at Whitby a few years ago I identified products of at least three New England oceanographic equipment companies I know a bit about.

We strolled down the beach a bit, keeping one eye on the weather. So common this time of year, we are pretty much guaranteed afternoon squalls in this part of the country. And of course we are always in a small open boat. Why we keep subjecting ourselves to this is a mystery to me. But we do.

You can just make out the boat anchored right at the beach about halfway to the point here:



You can probably also see that there isn't a lot of interesting trash on this beach, dang it. You can just never find a suitably trashy beach when you want a photo of one.

It's not that it was totally bare. Up at the high tide line, where the seaweed and turtle grass washes up, we did find some stuff. Not all of it was man made, as you might expect. We saw a few sponges out of their element:



There are always plastic water bottles and rope. To use the correct phraseology, I think that once it's off the spool, in sailing terms it's no longer "rope". It's now called "line". But in researching this a bit, I got a little confused. I read that in the mountain climbing world, it's "A rope is a rope until it becomes employed then it becomes a line and remains a line until the job is done." Okay. But it's not that simple. Ropes on boats are turned into all kinds of other things, including some that are called ropes. Oh well. On the beaches of an island, there are ropes. They might once have also been employed as sheets, halyards, warps, rodes, pendants, painters, hawsers, strops, cables, mooring lines, docklines, leech lines, heaving lines, downhauls, uphauls, out-hauls, guys, reef points, lashings, lanyards, preventers, or vangs. This doesn't even get into the ways they are used in the fishing industry.... hey I don't know how I got sidetracked onto this. One thing we do know about things washed up on beaches, they are very, very seldom wire rope.



La Gringa took some photos of some non-human debris. I think this might be the exo-skeleton of a sea urchin, but I could be wrong. After the confusion about ropes and lines, I refused to look it up. Sometimes simple works. Especially for those of us who are naturally simple minded, or trying to be.



She was also curious about this grass. Living plants that can survive in sun and sand without a visible source of fresh water are of some passing interest to us. Especially if we don't have to water, prune, protect, spray, and buy them.



In addition to the ubiquitous plastic water bottles we suspect now reside on every beach in the world, we find a huge number of shoes washed ashore. Sometimes a huge number of small shoes, and in this case, a small number of huge shoes. I mean, I'm no lightweight, with a size eleven double wide paddle foot I don't even need flippers..... and this guy made my feet look almost petite. Now, I said 'almost', and I didn't say pretty.

But who knew Bigfoot lost a sandal while he was here? A body surfing chihuahua could have fun with this. How do you bark Cowabunga in Spanish? I'll have to ask Dooley. He's multi-dogual.



And while we didn't find any of the oceanographic bits I was hoping to show you on this beach, that's not to say it doesn't have it's own brand of technology going on. I can't remember the last time we saw a cathode ray tube on a shipping pallet on a beach.



I couldn't even pick up the local station on it.

I mentioned shoes are common on the beaches, but have spared you the photos of the fifteen or twenty we probably saw this day alone. But I did want to show you this one. I spotted this bright blue Croc in a pile of seaweed and pulled it out to get a better photo. It's not surprising that it floated ashore. Crocs float like corks. Probably better than corks. But that's not what got my attention. See all those dings and scrapes and cuts? Those are teeth marks. I suspect these are the results of fish who hit this shoe as it floated along on the surface. Wahoo would probably hit it, and rainbow dolphin would, too. Not sure what else might think Crocs look tasty. Sharks? Marlin? I've seen some pretty outrageous lures selling for big dollars in the fishing tackle stores. I mean, if a sailfish will hit a pink and white hairy thing...why not a blue Croc? Heck for all we know this shoe has already been run through the inside of several sharks. Some of those holes are pretty big. I'm just glad I wasn't the guy wearing those shoes when this all transpired.

That bite where the little toe used to be would have definitely left a mark.



Pretty good advertisement for a tough shoe, though.

After finding that up in the edge of the trees I looked around a little more. Not much interesting there. Stuff like this piece of.... well... you figure it out. My head hurts.



I wandered further down the beach hoping to find SOMEthing useful or interesting, but alas, this beach is just too clean. Not even much in the way of interesting driftwood. We did see this log, and I spent a few minutes trying to figure out if it was worth dragging into the water and taking home. I decided it wasn't. It's ten or twelve feet long and weighs quite a bit. But then I know it'll probably still be here for a long time. Or until we get another storm.



Dooley showed up agitated, which he does when La Gringa and I get separated by more than a few yards. He strongly prefers all three of us be in one location where he can keep his eye on us. We had taken his camera off since he kept insisting on crawling under things that were unfriendly to camera mounts. It was the dog-cam equivalent of driving your car into your garage with your new bicycle on roof racks.

Anyhow, I knew he was trying to get my attention. We've learned to listen to this dog from time to time. Not always. He'll lie to your face if food is involved.



It wasn't hard to see what he was on about, though. La Gringa had given up on beachcombing and was headed back to the boat. It was hot, and past lunch, and we had miles to go to get home. And the sky was beginning to do that sky thing it does around here in the summer. That's La Gringa on the beach, with the skiff off in the distance. Don't you just hate these summer beach crowds?



I still had some interest in exploring further, but had to admit that even I was having a hard time coming up with any uses for any of this stuff. I mean, these are two well matched, perfectly good buoys of some kind. And I just KNOW that if I stuck some pvc pipe in those holes, I could come up with something useful. But I'll be damned if I can figure out what. Hey, how about running some nylon line through them and using them for the end stoppers and organizers on a custom hammock....



Nah. Nothing realistic came to mind. So I trudged back on up the beach to the skiff where La Gringa and Dooley the Dehydrated were waiting for me to come to my senses. As they have been doing for years now, come to think of it.



This next part is kinda fun. Just as I was about to climb on the boat La Gringa spotted this big fish headed right at us. Unusual in water this shallow. I grabbed one of the cameras (with water on the lens, obviously) and tried to get some photos but they didn't come out as well as I had hoped. This is about a three foot barracuda cruising the shoreline.



He, she, or it (as the case may be) swam by me in probably about a foot of water. It was between me and the beach, as you can see here. This was the shallowest we have ever seen them, but I suppose they'll go anywhere after something to eat. I was just glad I decided to forgo my silver toenail polish for this trip.



That was enough excitement for us. I piled in the boat and we headed back to Leeward to call it a day. We'll have to come back when the wind has more of a southerly component to get around the point to Whitby. And that's okay with us. We don't mind a good excuse to come back this way on another trip. It's nice to get away from the hustle and bustle of the big city of Provo.

It was well past noon and we were looking for a place to stop for lunch. We decided to tuck into this little protected nook on the northern edge of the northernmost piece of dry land in the entire nation. This is the outside rock of the 3 Marys, and you can see the smooth water up behind it:



We pulled the skiff into the lee and dropped the hook.



A nice calm spot for a leisurely late lunch:



If any of you are ever here and feel the need to check this spot out, here's a better image. You could swim to this spot from the beach, if you don't have access to a boat. The water on the west side of the 3 Mary's is exceptionally shallow. Enough said about that, cause I don't want to think about my no-longer unblemished new skeg any more. I say no-longer, but I guess I should be happy to report my skeg is no-shorter, either.



Our other motive in stopping here for a bit was because we could clearly see that the weather was dumping rain between us and Providenciales. We put the bimini up on the boat, wasted as much time as we could get away with, and then slowly followed the squall giving it plenty of time to get ahead of us.



Eventually we spotted a thin spot in the clouds and made a run for it. We still got drenched. Again. If you look at the shoreline in the next photo you might recognize Water Cay and the little cliffs there where we often stop on our excursions . We decided to pull up and let the rain get further ahead of us. It's not fun (or smart) to keep getting caught in the same storm several times. See? We're learning.



We found a nice little cliff that was useful for keeping us out of the last bit of the rain as it blew over.



And after a few minutes we were in the sunshine again. I swear this dog was nodding off while standing up. He had missed all six of his scheduled naps so far today.



If you think the scupper is pretty close to the water on that photo above, you'd be right. That's probably because I picked up a few pounds of ballast while we were waiting out the storm. I think they'll fit in nicely with a walkway I am building at home. Don't worry, there is absolutely NO DIY in this post.

I just picked up the stick because I thought it looked neat. I can't help it. I was a woodworker in an earlier life and still get fascinated by driftwood.



The rest of this trip was pretty uneventful. Two point one tired people headed back to the barn dodging squalls. We got the boat back on the trailer and headed home. We were on the road to our house back on Provo, and could see the line of squalls was still hammering the islands to the north. So it wouldn't have helped us to wait longer hoping to avoid the squalls. Biting the bullet and getting soaked just got us home earlier. And there comes a point in an open boat where you just can't get any wetter. Seems to happen to us every time we go out. At least it's fresh water when it starts at the top and works its way down.



So that's the end of this post. We started the trip with just a couple of objectives in mind, the main one being to take the skiff over to the other side of North Caicos. One of these days we are going to make the trip all the way to the old ruins at Jacksonville, but we need the time and weather to cooperate. So we'd consider this a partial dry run, except it wasn't dry. Never is. It turned out to just be another one of those days.



That's okay. We kinda like those days.

And we are warming up to the new camera, too. There's quite a learning curve. As another example, here's a timelapse with a frame every 30 seconds. Maybe you can spot the seagull that landed to check out the camera about five seconds into this.




(Music is "Silence Must Be Heard" by Enigma)

How's THAT for closing out a nice day and our 252nd blog post?

24 comments:

creekdweller said...

OMG! I have been lurking here for a few weeks, reading a few of the older posts, too. I found your blog from the Hobie forum. As a fellow TI owner, I am also enthralled by this hybrid craft and it leads me to seek out like minded folks, like you. But your blog may be even better than my new TI! You have a fabulous writing style, and your combined photographic skills are terrific. Great entertainment. Cant wait to see more of the Dooley cam! You had me laughing out loud a couple of times with this chronicle!

PaleMoonDove said...

Love the Dooley Cam!! I had to turn my laptop around and show Capt'n!! We just joined to follow your adventures...your blog is beautiful and humorous!! Enjoying...Doll

Anonymous said...

Great post! Many thanks! The Dooley Cam came out very very well. Works like a charm. Got dizzy as he was about to jump overboard and swim to shore. That and bemused at how long it actually took him to get there, small doggy paddle no doubt. Great results on his back though. Love his airs flapping according to the wind.

Can't say it enough, simply cannot beat the beaches of TCI, that long shot all the way down to the skiff says it all. Just sublime water and sand there.

Great success with the GoPro for a first effort. Lots to do with it once comfortable.

Man, I feel like going for a swim right now, after looking at all that beautiful beach and water.

Jon said...

Enjoyed the post. Dooley cam is too funny. Good friend of mine has a Jack R. Crazy dogs. Difficult to fish with with a JR in the boat.

So how's the skiff handle after you removed the spacer? Do you miss the 22 Andros or is this skiff your fav?

cheers,

Golfdock said...

I love the Dooley cam! Does Dooley have a facebook fan page? Keep up the fun work.

Anonymous said...

May I suggest you submit the Dooley Cam to GoPro?

I don't think anyone's seen or done this before, and they do invite submissions from customers for video of their camera usage.

I suspect they'd get kick out of this for sure:

http://gopro.com/videos/

In the middle of the page 'submit video' click that and a submission for will appear. My suggestion send both videos (water and on land), just send two separate submissions.

Anonymous said...

Great editing job. Did you guys do something get rid of the fisheye effect or is it not there because the camera is actually focusing on Dooley's ears (and depth of field covers everything else)?

For the still fogging issue there's all sorts of remedies out there including:

- but the camer and housing in the fridge and load it up there to remove all remaining humidty

- use a hair dryer on low and not to close, to also remove the remaining humidity before closing it up

- similarly (actually opposite) while driving blast the car air conditioner into the housing then close it up

all remedies to remove whatever tiny bit of humidity remains which the anti-fog patch doesn't catch.

The consensus is that 15 minutes of the camera running in video mode obviously generates heat,and there's mostuire as minute as it is, in the camera (as well as the housing). So running video for 10-12 minutes, switch off, wait, run again for 10-12 minutes, will not allow it to heat up to the point of fogging.

Also another solutionn is to put the whole thing open in a big bag of dissicant, seal it up and let that dry out the camera and the housing in one go, (similar idea to the fridge), experiment with rice and baking soda in case silica gel in bulk is not available.

And lastly $4.00 bottle of dive mask anti-fog solution. Just coat the lense itself and the area of the housing it points to. Should be avialble at the dive shop there and if it works for sweating heating humans diving at depth in cold water, no reason it won't for this.

But the fogging wasn't bad at all in the Dooley Cam, barely noticeable actually. Suggesting this minimal humidity in it and the anti-fog strips are working. Just find a cool dry area in the house to seal it up before going out, or any of the above should do the trick.

Tux said...

Those are some incredible pictures! Somebody on this blog has some serious photography skills. I can almost feel like I'm there with those pictures! I just found you guys, so now it's time to go read all the old posts.

Brent said...

Ameliorate ... Wonderful word!

Back in the day we in NZ had a PM called the Rt Hon Keith Holyoak.
He was very fond of ameliorating situations..

Lacking the WWW & google, I hit the Concise Oxford Dictionary.

To this day, am impressed by the look of bemusement this highly descriptive word engenders when used.

Just saying...

Dooly Cam innovative & Seriously Cute.

Regards,
Brent.

Gringo said...

Wow, 9 comments in two days. That's pretty encouraging.

I've already modified the mount for the Dooley-Cam. It's already proving to be more stable. Still goes crazy when he shakes, though.

Dooley does have a facebook address but we didn't know anything about a fan page. That could be funny, as I know there will be a lot more Dooley-Cam video.

I bought the anti-fog strips for the Go-Pro, and read about the one-button option, so as soon as I find the programming manual I'll change that and hopefully the next trip we'll have more stuff to cull through without fog.

And I ran across a word I really liked, and am just looking for the opportunity to use in a conversation. The word is "supposititious".

Couldn't you just lay that one down in the right place for proper effect...?

d_pattee said...

It took me two days to finish reading and watching (life seems to get in the way of things I enjoy). I throughly enjoyed this post as always. Love the Dooley Cam!:-)

Keep up the good work, can't wait for the next post.

Davedowneast

Gringo said...

Thanks, Dave.
We've got some photos for the next post. In fact, I am thinking I might have to split it up into two posts. We started out to snorkel and get some underwater images of Turtle Rock, and we did that. But then we decided to just take off and beach comb over on West Caicos, too. Seven hours on the boat. LOTS of photos.

I am thinking that these posts would come more often if I limited the number of photos and videos to something like a dozen per post. I know that takes less time to load, less time to look at, and it sure takes less time to put together.

I've seen some blogs where they post like one image a day, and just talk about that one image. I dunno. We get so many colorful photos on an outing, it seems almost stingy to ration them out just to stretch the blog out.

What would you think about that approach? Would you rather wait a week or so and get a bunch of photos, or get one photo a day, every day of the week? At seven photos a week, one of our trips could last months in the telling.

Anonymous said...

The Dooley cam is great. It's fun to see the world at his level and speed. I think the photo of him on the back of the boat is magazine quality. Thanks for the entertainment.
By the way, the new boat looks like a perfect tool for the job.

Thanks,
Harrison's
Grapevine, Tx.

Anonymous said...

The gopro was mucho funny mounted on dooley....interesting seeing him scamper about the beach..getting so excited....

Was on E. Bay Cay recently (while vacationing on North) & couldn't believe the debris washed up there...Are you all going there sometime? Would like to see your reaction.
How's the boat handling after removal of the jack plate spacer??
keep 'em coming...great stuff, both pics. & music..

Laura said...

I LOVE LOVE LOVE the Dooley dog cam! :) Always enjoy you guys....

Carey Ward said...

Gringo- I vote to keep doing multiple photos on Your blog. I love your narration as much as the photos and I think it would be very disjointed if I had to tune in for a small tidbit of the saga each day. Just my $0.02. Thanks for the entertainment!!

Anonymous said...

I'll agree: long posts, lotsa photos. I'm not a big fan of cliff-hangin' serials.

Interesting word, Gringo. I'd reckon there's those who'd say the American "of, by and for the people" government is supposititious!

gw

mikapoka said...

What a post, I'm spellbound: wondrous pictures and very good editing. So glad I've stumbled across your inspiring weblog: can't wait to read
the 251 previous ones! All the best, ciao from Italy!

Gringo said...

okay, we'll stick with the same general format for now.

And mikapoka, thanks for the kind words. And welcome. I don't think we've had many readers from Italy.

FlamingoHarp said...

Love the Dooley Cam, and love the blog just as it is. Clearly others agree, or you wouldn't have so many fans! I say, don't mess with a winning formula.

Thanks for pointing out the Sea Sage. Neat to learn things like that. I had heard of Sea Sage but didn't know what it looked like.

Can't wait to see the Dooley Cam footage you get at some point when he really takes off and gets up to no good.

Keep up the great work!!

-Caitlyn-
(Montreal)
aka FlamingoHarp

FlamingoHarp said...

p.s.: Turns out there are a lot of dogs named Dooley on Facebook... any hints?

Gringo said...

Okay, we'll continue about the same way; a bunch of photos generally associated with some little event or trip. With the odd DIY thrown in to explain why we are not out boating EVERY day?

Oh, I had another question. A few months back a reader offered to write a 'guest post' about Lionfish. That didn't occur, but the idea was sort of interesting. How do you guys feel about 'guest posts' from time to time?

Obviously, since it would not be our photos or writing, it would likely be totally different from our average post. Is this a good idea, or not?

We've got another post almost ready to go, by the way. Lots of blue water photos. Of course! That's what we do! La Gringa has one or two more little video clips to find some music for and upload.

Gringo said...

I don't do Facebook any more myself, but Dooley does.

Try:

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Dooley-The-Demented/150960074980623

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