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Diver
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| Quote: | Originally posted by rbwrivers
Hey Diver
Wish we were meeting you there. I just made YT tacos for supper. yumyum
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I wish you were coming too !!
It's not often that I meet 2 folks like you guys and hit it off so easily.
Hope to see you in BA sometime soon !
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shari
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Registered: 3-10-2006
Location: bahia asuncion, baja sur
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Mood: there is no reality except the one contained within us "Herman Hesse"
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Oh man RB...I LOVE that shot of the bay here on a calm day!!! too funny...but sheesh now all those surfer dudes will be heading here instead of
scorpion bay.....ewwww.....
Diver....if it makes you feel better...it was so cold last night at c-cktail hour at timo & barbarenos RV, barb had to lend me a pair of
SOCKS!!!!! It was 80 degrees a couple days ago but yesterday was really chilly. The fishermen hope to get out tomorrow as it's been super rough the
last couple days so saving some YT for you but looks like tuna may have moved on although the water was 69 degrees yesterday...still nice for swimming
and snorkeling with sea lions.
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rbwrivers
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Posts: 59
Registered: 1-22-2007
Location: midwest US
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Mood: dreaming of Baja
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I hope you have great fishing Diver!!!
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docsmom
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Mulegemichael,
Isn't there a park in So Cal (maybe Valencia or Newhall) named William S. Hart? Same guy?
Yes, I know this is a hijack. I come to Bajanomad to live the Baja lifestyle vicariously, but then I find I can only stand so much gloating about
beaches and beach time when I have no trips to nirvana planned....
Sorry........................
Viva Baja!
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awfulart
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Registered: 5-10-2003
Location: Rio Rico AZ
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Mood: Wondering what our Nit-Wit elected officials are doing now?
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We left Tijuana on the 28th with clear weather. No problem crossing the border. Took the road along the border fence. There was light traffic and
getting to the toll road uneventful.
Spent Sunday nite at Los Olivos next to Jardines in San Quintin area. Ate at Jardines and watched the Chargers whip the Broncos. Road to Los Olivos muddy and pot holed but passable pulling a trailer. Los
Olivos RV park was great. Met Marguerite the owner, nice lady and quite helpful.
Arrived in Viscaino last nite and heading to Asuncion this morning, that is if I can get her highness, Alice, out of bed.
Diver, did you ever get out of Warshington, sounds ugly. Hope all is well.
Art
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Skipjack Joe
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"The Wanderer"
| Quote: | Originally posted by Barry A.
Ahhhhh, yes "Adventures in Paradise"-----------that was actor Sterling Hayden's yacht in the TV series (if I remember right). I remember that show
well.
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From Sterling Hayden's "The Wanderer". Posted here because it applies to many old time baja explorers (and because I like it):
To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest. Otherwise, you are doomed to a routine
traverse, the kind known to yachtsmen who play with their boats at sea... cruising, it is called. Voyaging belongs to seamen, and to the wanderers of
the world who cannot, or will not, fit in. If you are contemplating a voyage and you have the means, abandon the venture until your fortunes change.
Only then will you know what the sea is all about. "I've always wanted to sail to the south seas, but I can't afford it." What these men can't afford
is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of security. And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of
routine - and before we know it our lives are gone. What does a man need - really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to
lie down in - and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That's all - in the material sense, and we know it. But we
are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that
divert our attention for the sheer idiocy of the charade. The years thunder by, the dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the
shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed. Where, then, lies the answer?
In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life?
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vandenberg
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Registered: 6-21-2005
Location: Nopolo
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| Quote: | Originally posted by Skipjack Joe
From Sterling Hayden's "The Wanderer". Posted here because it applies to many old time baja explorers (and because I like it):
To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest. Otherwise, you are doomed to a routine
traverse, the kind known to yachtsmen who play with their boats at sea... cruising, it is called. Voyaging belongs to seamen, and to the wanderers of
the world who cannot, or will not, fit in. If you are contemplating a voyage and you have the means, abandon the venture until your fortunes change.
Only then will you know what the sea is all about. "I've always wanted to sail to the south seas, but I can't afford it." What these men can't afford
is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of security. And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of
routine - and before we know it our lives are gone. What does a man need - really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to
lie down in - and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That's all - in the material sense, and we know it. But we
are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that
divert our attention for the sheer idiocy of the charade. The years thunder by, the dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the
shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed. Where, then, lies the answer?
In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life? |
Great post Skipjack.
Done my share of globetrotting, but sure doesn't seem enough. Giving up the pursuit of the almighty dollar is a tough thing to do, and something only
a few of us can manage.
And being more comfortable later in life has it's own reward.
I believe finding a happy medium is the key.
Again, thanks for that post.
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