Pompano
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BOATS HAVE SOULS..
..And hearty tales to tell, I know.
Here are some I've come across and listened to....
...and then there are some stories where the language gets a little rough!
I do what the voices in my tackle box tell me.
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24baja
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The first one is in Gold Beach, Oregon on the Rogue River....correct?
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Skipjack Joe
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Rivers have souls, too, I've often felt.
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Pompano
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24baja, right you are, amigo. I've taken photos of that moss covered wreck for about 25 years now. Like an old acquaintance seen again every
season...nice reunions.
Skipjack Joe, I know the feeling. Rivers are great metaphors...good symbols for mortals. I've had enough of raging water tumbling boulders. That
can wait for awhile. Now I'm leaning towards quiet, shaded eddies with trout.
I do what the voices in my tackle box tell me.
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DianaT
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Very nice. I wonder how long that Gold Beach boat will still be there. In that last picture, the boat was simply telling you that it did not want to
to where you were going!
Old boats do cause one to wonder and wish the boat could tell the stories. And I like your metaphor a lot.
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Ateo
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The 3rd one is named "Nomad".
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Pompano
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A Sad Soul and a Tale of Woe.
This happened during a mini-chubasco (severe wind gust) at Playa Escondido in Bahia de Concepcion.
This boat, a trimaran named Quetzal, suffered a stern holing when she hit the beach. Sounds gross, eh? Well, it was.
The skipper, JT, got some help from some Coyote neighbors to make emergency repairs and keep it afloat with elbow grease bilge pumps.
After the needed emergency repairs, the crew careened the sailboat on the beach to make the permanent repair. Done Deal and a job well done.
I do what the voices in my tackle box tell me.
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Pompano
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Another Soul ... On The Hard.
These are painful pics.
Remember this antelope on our beach?
I do what the voices in my tackle box tell me.
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Skipjack Joe
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Hmmmm. What if you just dug a hole in the sand under the rock so that it could collapse into it.
Oh. And then inflate air mattresses under her left side and wait for the tide to come up.
Wish I was there. I could have helped them out.
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Feathers
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Love these photographs. What an interesting tale they would tell.
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willardguy
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years ago I always thought it would be fun to paint "good luck" on the old shipwreck on Isla willard and get my picture taken on it.
the metal salvagers took her away last year and I never even got a picture.
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