Thursday, December 8, 2016

Wednesday, December 7th. Photographs catch up.

This remote rock on the edge of nowhere has what passes for internet access, but not as any of you know it, except perhaps the pal I have yet to meet who lives out on the furthest edge of Europe where even the English didn't bother to chase them off, and the marauding English got to a lot of far flung places.

Anyway, here are the links to the missing pictures. With a bit of luck, the captions should be in the sequence as the images

Monday, November 14th, to St Helena
-My French Taunter seal
-Idled oil industry plant (2)
-Seal colony at the end of the 5 mile sand spit that forms Walvis Bay
-Zero degrees latitude, some 4,200 n.miles south of Greenwich
-Zeke swims from the eastern hemisphere to the western hemisphere
-St. Helena emerges from murk
-Jamestown's waterfront (2)
-Squid, exactly as we found them on deck

Tuesday November 22nd, St Helena
-Jamestown's suburbs, way up yon'
-taming the topiary at Ann's Place, the preferred hangout. Ann will have a comfortable retirement having sold lousy WiFi at premium prices.
-looking towards downtown Jamestown
-Napoleon's burial site, a peaceful, secluded and well kept spot.
-Napoleon's lock up.
-looking out from the lush interior to the barren coast
-lillies, Hibiscus, Jacaranda and the like grow wild
-country church, CofE civility in the middle of nowhere
-the governor's pile with the million dollar outlook; a governess these days.
-a failed spinnaker halyard block. These are very tough items. The line is utterly immovably jammed.
-the stairway to sore knees
-the barely contained plantings in the Castle Gardens overlooked by Ann's Place
-Zeke installing a halyard block at the masthead. A nauseating task even for he of the iron constitution

Friday  November 25, to Fernando de Noronha
-jury rigged hydrogenerator prop, #1
-lazing away the in a hammock? Not really, Zeke was lucky not to be flung waaaay overboard by this slingshot wannabe.
-sunrise rainbow
-a ominous looking start to a day.
-just one of dozens flying fish we cleared off the morning decks. Makes me wonder if their closest living relative is the lemming; and yes I know the legend is a fabrication.
-jury rigged hydrogenerator props: #1(failed), #2 (looks lousy, works great), & #3(failed)
-yellow fin tuna for the next few meals
-first sight of Fernando de Noronha
-a eroded volcano core, no wonder the Brazilians love this place
-frigate bird, enormous, languid and, to my eye, prehistoric looking.
-small blue fin tuna, I think.
-our crafty flying fish hunter.
-tuna #2, yellow fin, I think?
-the island is home to large schools of the aptly named spinner dolphins. Hundreds swim past the boat in the mornings

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