Port Carla

[Terry England]

Originally Posted by CaptLloyd

Terry, It's funny, talking to you in person, I understand everything you say

Lloyd

I'll take that as a complement.

But I got to lay this down so you'd better pick it up - if you git my drift, me Amigos e Amigas -
1) We better put Kmoose in charge of the weather next time. If he was at the Craps Table, I'd have my chips right behind his.
2) It was worth the whole dang trip just to sign Carl's Birthday card. I told Sandy I think God sent him here to design boats for his "children" that were his most careless navigators and wayward mariners. We'd all be in Davie Jones Locker by now if Carl's boats hadn't brought us home every time.
3) Conner once told me he thought "Good boats attract Good people". After meeting the everyone at Long Point, I concur. Conner has always been real smart 'bout stuff like that. He's a "technical philosopher". He's like Socrates and Michael Angelo all rolled into one.
4) Now the main Brontosaurs Hip "bone of contention" I got to pick is about Kmoose postin' all these glamor shots of fish he horns-waggled after every body left. Sure, you see nice calm blue seas in the background and fish just jump'in in the boat, but I invite you to look a little closer, like some snoopy NSA agent would and see what a professional semi-undercover (I got one leg out) agent like me sees -
a) That poor grouper would have been parked in a Handy Cap spot, if he had a drivers license. Some dang Jewfish (Giant Sea Bass / Goliath Grouper) or Nurse Shark had about chewed his tail off while he was hunkered down in a cave under a ledge or under a plate on a wreck all night. I've seen a few like that over the years. You just kick their crutches out from under 'em and shoot them while their crawlin' away. Ain't too hard.
b) Then he catches a Dolphin what has Hyper Tension and is on blood thinners because his doctor told him he had to go to Walgreens and buy every month, no matter how much they cost. I know this because that is about how much I bleed when I have a hang nail - well maybe a little more. The poor thing had one pectoral fin in the grave anyway. I don't see no pictures of Mel down on her hands and knees scrubbin' the blood off floor like Snow White though.
The only thing I can say about this whole Kmoose "after the gathering report" is that if Ken needs someone to repack his wheel bearings, detail the boat, load his tanks and gear, pull the anchor all day and then clean the fish while he drinks Mojitos when we get in, I'm his swabbie.
So Lloyd, I hope this dissertation puts the Ying and Yang of the Universe back in the right order. I don't want to leave things out of balance - but sometimes you just don't have enough "tab" to straighten stuff out.