Saturday, January 2, 2010

How To Burn A Mount And Blade Image

seafarers

picture: sighting of land, the shore, the jetty nimrod



Happy New Year to all!

I've spent the last year to clean the boat. We had to clean and oil all possible gears or mechanical parts, and then soap and wash the whole boat. In addition, we had to wash the spinnaker which 'fell into the sea, which stank of fish. And 'the operation was more' complicated, how to wash and then fold a sheet of 525 square meters. We lay on the dock and then we sprayed the pump, turning round and round.


In the evening I spent with the Italians who live here. Before we went, me and Walter, to dinner at R. and R, in Turin. They live here for several years in a beautiful two-story house in a wild abbot of the island, from where a path leads to an almost private beach ... Caribbean beaches spectacular. R. restaurant worker, but her partner has a company of Italian import of foodstuffs. 3 container a year ago to reach for food, which then sells to supermarkets and hotels and restaurants. He says he feels that the crisis here, there 'a lot less people. For dinner, there 's also G., a girl of Sapphire (Belluno) a year ago, he dropped everything and decided to move to the Caribbean. Has 'made by the father and told him: "Papa,' I tell you one thing: I'm pregnant!" Then, when the father and 'recovering from the shock, "no kidding, I moved only in the Caribbean." In Italy he worked for a finance company, here works for a company that distributes souvenirs in the Caribbean, then turn a lot. After dinner we went to the moon, a spectacular hotel in a bay surrounded by pristine two reefs. A hotel with suites for over $ 1000 per night, owned 'by B., an Italian dance I see on the track, dressed in Hawaiian shirt and dark sunglasses. I've known many other people in the community 'Italian of Grenada. At midnight, the inevitable fireworks.


Today I woke up relatively early (at 11) and was on deck talking to Weeks, the keeper of the marina, a grenade in 50 years that domostra 30, and who 'drank half a bottle of rum while chatting. He told me of his 10 children, made with 10 different women, which seems to be quite common here in Grenada. Weeks opened an account for each child, which pays soldi ogni mese. E' un tipo simpatico che ha fatto 1000 cose nella vita, fra cui il guardiano di un'isola per ricchi dove hanno casa Mike Jagger e Silvester Stallone, che lui conosce "come conosco te". Mi fa vedere una gigantesca cicatrice che ha sulla pancia, l'anno operato per blocco intestinale, dovuto a detta sua dal fatto che mangiava praticamente soltanto carne per anni e anni. E' dovuto stare a letto per 2 mesi, senza mangiare e nutrendosi di sole flebo, e ora dice di curare la sua alimentazione... poi salgono a bordo 2 ragazze americane, che mi raccontano di essere cresciute sin da piccole in barca, una barca grigia che vedo alla fonda li vicino, perche' i genitori sono patiti di barche. Ora che sono cresciute, naturalmente lavorano sulle barche. 


So 'and' passed the morning. More 'later when the heat ends up crazy, I think I go for the first swim of the year. Again, Congratulations!

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Kates Playground Dead

Grenada

We are on the ground. The island reminds me of Porquerolles, France, even if the temperature, vegetation is lush and 'tropical type. Yesterday we moored the boat on arrival at Prickly Bay, a small bay where there are dozens of yachts of all sizes anchored. Them and us' was reserved a seat at one of the piers, and that the 'very lucky because there' s room for only a dozen boats. It seems that the owner of Nimrod is treating the purchase of an apartment building in a post-modern I made glass and steel, complete with swimming pool water, in front of the pier - and then we were well treated.

The place is' strange: though there are these buildings very luxurious but definitely out of context (even in the pool there are the light that simulates a starry sky at night), docks for the boats are made of wood rather poor, so that in some places are already 'broken. It seems like a movie set, even here the speculation is basically aimed at the appearance.

The marina, there 's a bar, tiki bar, where it meets the "seafarers" to mulch beer and rum. It 's not just a wooden bar in the middle of a meadow, with tables and stools around. The customers are all or almost all British, American, Australian, all men, blond and tattooed Abbronzatissimi, many with the beard is not shaved for days and the belly from beer drinkers, and women (and a few all the result of some sailor) they also wear tan all the dresses on the costumes. All invariably with flip-flops. Eta 'medium high, many retirees, some with children in tow. A microcosm in itself made up of people living on the boat, working boat. I hear talk of racing, charter, storms, etc. - stories by sailors. I chat with a British 29 year-old who lives alone by 2 years on a boat in the Caribbean, he bought as a remnant of a storm, and if the redesign is little by little. He says he spends no more than to live 'of 8000 pounds a year ... I hear the merits of dehydrated meals for transoceanic races, the winners of the Sydney-Hobart and that 'just ended. The staff of the marina, all of Grenada, they are nice and friendly and 'easy to talk with them. Physically I am dark skinned, tall, with features similar to the Jamaicans, but rather in almost all meat.

The marina is' run by David, a Milanese who has lived here for 10 years, married with a grenade. On the door hung a flag of the navy's importance, of which 'loyal supporter. David gives me the directions to orient in Grenada. Then I go with Walter for a walk to the shopping center rather Americans and we stop for a coffee 'by Luke, another Italian who has lived here for years. Unfortunately, however, 'the espresso machine and' course and we have to settle for a coffee 'American. In return our companions are already 'drunk and go to tender to other places to continue drinking. I retreat to the deck of the boat to take a rest and chamomile.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Maybelline Mousse Blush Soft Plum Swatch

earth!

29/12-gg 21 - 11'56'N, 61'27'W, 16 miles from Grenada


today at 15.30 GMT, we sighted land. Gia '1 hour before we were on deck with binoculars, trying to glimpse the island. We are preparing for the arrival of the boat. First of all, we hoisted the yellow flag, which means "there are no outbreaks on board, ask for permission to clear." We will arrive at Prickly Bay, where we expect a pier, but we will have to anchor and wait for Jof go to customs to be cleared. Curious that can 'go it alone with our passports, there is no' need to see us in the face. Then when we finally returned to moor at the quay. Promises an evening of celebration! Not before I finally made my first swim in the sea after 21 days at sea!

Rainbow Sentinel Super Pro

two jumps in the water

27/12- gg19 - 12'03'N, 55'42'W, 350 miles from Grenada


Yesterday, the wind is gradually increased, reaching over 20 knots. When I dismounted from my round was already strong, and it was difficult to take the helm. During the night, is further increased, and the boat gave sudden lateral accelerations. I listened to the bunk il rumore dell'acqua che accellerava sullo scafo, senza riuscire a prendere sonno. 

La mattina mi sono alzato stanco, e ho trovato una situazione molto difficile, con la barca che straorzava ed era difficile tenerla in rotta. Jof era sveglio, e gli ho suggerito di ammainare lo spi, ma non ha voluto saperne - ormai l'ansia di arrivare é palpabile. Così mi sono messo a lottare con il timone per tenere la barca dritta. Nel frattempo il vento era arrivato a raffiche di 25 nodi, e cominciavo ad essere in difficoltà. La lotta é andata avanti per circa un'ora, poi ha vinto il vento: con un tonfo sordo, ho visto lo spi sgonfiarsi e cadere in acqua. Subito abbiamo svegliato l'intero equipaggio, ed abbiamo began the difficult recovery operation, which took us for a good half hour. Luckily it seems that is not torn, it is "only" broke the shackles that held him up. So we put it in his bag while the worst, and we continue with a bow. The spinnaker can no longer give: their halyard and the mast remained, and no one can go to retrieve it with the rough sea ... And then we lost the "condom" a cylinder of canvas that allows you to hoist the spinnaker without swollen. Maybe this will slow down a bit there, but we arrived on Tuesday in the day. Meanwhile, the night has also made a splash off the door of the washing machine, and also there is a bent stanchion. In short, These three weeks have demolished half the boat!

pennica After a long, I took the opportunity to see me a movie in peace. Meanwhile, Archie, played with Leggy and Jof Banzigo, taking it in turns to be lowered into the water to rinferscarsi.