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Barry A.
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Excellent !!!!!!!!
I have this vaguely disturbing feeling that I know who the "anon" author of this poem with supurb emotion is, and I do hope that he does not really
mean, "Adios".
Barry
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Fishing in Baja
A whiff of coffee
And butter-smothered pop tarts
Reaches my nose.
A familiar call wakes me
And I roll off the sleep-softened
Bajo bed, opening my eyes.
Dad shuffles around the
tiny trailer kitchen
Gathering up Bimbo bread,
Goat cheese, pimentos,
Some Carte Blanca for him
Vitas for me, hopefully grape.
Methodically, I pull on my swim suit
then sweats to keep me warm
from the 4 am breeze.
My hair goes into a ponytail
and Chapstick on puffed kips.
Iload the duffel-bag with
Beach towels, pinky zinc creme,
and snorkel gear while Dad
Picks out rods and bright
Colorful Lures.
Everything is put into place
Aboard the La Patricia
only few words exchanged
on this sleepy day.
Opening the crude gate, our cow bell clanks.
My Dad goes bumping along
on that short dirt road
pushing my boat toward the midnight blue water.
I pull the gate shut
And walk behind the Truck
A grin on my sun-baked face.
Patricia
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Dear Dad
I owe you so much for the guidance you've given,
The Love you've shared and the roads you've driven.
You're my very best friend and you know it's true,
That's why I've written this poem to you...
I peered across the border in wonder and excitement
to the hills of Tjuana shimmering in the sun.
I rode through poverty and laundry on the lines,
Down by the Pacific and all the condo signs.
The desert enchanted me with its beauty and solitude
As time stood still through canyons where cirios grew,
then exploded into eternity as I viewed the whole world
from atop the hogback where the road unfurled.
We pulled off the road and camped for the night,
and awoke to the first timid fingers of light,
with drowsy eyes and steaming cup of coffee,
we watched the sun rise in silent ecstasy.
Surrounded by hillss of black,red and white,
Painted on a whim by God's loving might,We climbed to the volcano, majestic in stature
And plunged down to the Sea and its turqouise rapture.
Loreto, nestled in palms reaching for the sky,Hugged by the towering mountain peaks high,
Captured my heart and offered my soul peace
for I'd found the primitive paradise I'd seeked.
Cruising along with the dolphins, whales and rays,
snorkeling and exploring the isolated bays,
Exciting days fishing and discovering the Sea.
Finding the meaning of Life for me.
Lazy afternoons napping on Tio's swing,
Friends dropping by, fish to clean,
sensuous showers in the dark by flashlight,
moonlit walks on the beach every night.
Through your never-ending love and giving,
I;ve finally found my reason for living.
Now I know a satisfaction I've never had
and I wanted you to know, I'm so proud you're my Dad!
Cheryl-1980
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Dave
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Julia Child just rolled over
You put goat cheese on BIMBO bread????
The horror!
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Bruce R Leech
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who is Dad? and who is you?
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Bruce R Leech
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me to
much better writer than I
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Bruce R Leech
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OK comitan I cant die anyway until I have a chance to pay you back for that really nice Party you guys invited us to
Bruce R Leech
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Skeet/Loreto
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I confess!
It was me trying to stay on this Great Board .
The two poems posted about Fishing in Baja were writtin by my two Daughters!
Both hang on my wall here in Texas so that I am reminded of the many great times of enjoyment as I took them to Loreto when they were so Young.
Cheryl
Tippytoestrish
I hope that all will forgive me as I went through a difficult time in my Life. Someday when I finish my book, I will send each of you a copy .{that is
if it ever gets published}.
Faith, Hope and Chairty--Charity most of All!
Skeet/Loreto
"In God I Trust"
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Diver
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| Quote: | Originally posted by Skeet/Loreto
I hope that all will forgive me as I went through a difficult time in my Life. Someday when I finish my book, I will send each of you a copy
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No forgiveness needed !!
Thank you for allowing us into a bit of your life. I think we all got to know Skeet a bit better and most of us are enriched for the experience. You
are a wonderful part of Nomads and even more so with the addition of your daughter(s).
Nomads has become a family with many individuals caring for many others. Good people and good times !
Success and best wishes in all your new endeavors, Skeet !
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Hello Skeet,
 My name is Alex Licea, never met you but have read many of your previous
posts. You were blessed with two daughters that Love you. You have earned the favor and respect of many on this board. It sounds like God has
favored you and I am sure you are not without thanksgiving. A gem a true diamond in the rough a soul (mind) full of treasures of the Baja experience.
How many can only dream about what you have already accomplished. I pray that you continue to share the treasures God has entrusted in your heart.
God be with you and your family,
A friend in spirit,
Alex L
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tippytoestrish
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Hey, Daddy, remember me in your book when it comes to copyright laws, ok? I mean, I did write one of the Anonymous poem, so, to quote my favorite
father, "when you make your first million, you can give me half"
Do they still sell pop tarts in Loreto, or do we have to bring a whole summer's supply?????
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Skeet/Loreto
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Trish; I am not sure about the Pop Tarts! But I do remember the first time Domingo's Wife received the first shipment of cottage cheese to come to
Loreto! The road had just opened and Milk was being delivered from TJ , it was in 2 Liter Plastic Bags.
As far as the Book, I will give you credit, when it is Published! If I can remember where I put my chapter!
Just bought an new gadget that allows me to record,transfer to my computer, called a Dragon or something like that, turns words into Print.
Your Father
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