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Blue Angels Rock Dayton!
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Despite the weather, thousands attended the show to see some of the top aerobatic performers in the world – headlined by the U.S. Navy Blue Angels Flight Demonstration Squadron. The show also had a wide range of aircraft displays and ground activities on hand for spectators to enjoy.
“The 2012 show lineup was simply awesome. We are pleased with the number of people that attended given the abnormally high temperatures,” stated Michael Emoff, Chairman of the United States Air & Trade Show Board of Trustees, producers of the event. “Our thanks go out to the dedicated spectators, sponsors and volunteers for their support of the show again this year.”
Plans are already underway for the 2013 show planned for July next year. The actual show dates won't be available until later this year when military jet team schedules are finalized. The popular Chalet and Chairman’s Club programs are now on sale. Soon additional information on the 2013 show and ticketing will be available for viewing at www.daytonairshow.com.
Founded in 1975, the Vectren Dayton Air Show Presented by Kroger is one of America’s premier air shows. The Air Show showcases world-class aerobatic champions, military jet demonstrations and entertainment for the whole family celebrating Dayton’s aviation heritage as home of the Wright Brothers, National Museum of the US Air Force and Wright Patterson AFB. For more information visit www.daytonairshow.com
Thousands Attend the 38th Annual Show
Dayton, Ohio – An estimated 47,000 people attended the 38th annual Vectren Dayton Air Show Presented by Kroger held at the Dayton International Airport this weekend. Preliminary estimates indicate show attendance was down 38% as a result of the hot weather that dominated the region in recent weeks.Despite the weather, thousands attended the show to see some of the top aerobatic performers in the world – headlined by the U.S. Navy Blue Angels Flight Demonstration Squadron. The show also had a wide range of aircraft displays and ground activities on hand for spectators to enjoy.
“The 2012 show lineup was simply awesome. We are pleased with the number of people that attended given the abnormally high temperatures,” stated Michael Emoff, Chairman of the United States Air & Trade Show Board of Trustees, producers of the event. “Our thanks go out to the dedicated spectators, sponsors and volunteers for their support of the show again this year.”
Plans are already underway for the 2013 show planned for July next year. The actual show dates won't be available until later this year when military jet team schedules are finalized. The popular Chalet and Chairman’s Club programs are now on sale. Soon additional information on the 2013 show and ticketing will be available for viewing at www.daytonairshow.com.
Founded in 1975, the Vectren Dayton Air Show Presented by Kroger is one of America’s premier air shows. The Air Show showcases world-class aerobatic champions, military jet demonstrations and entertainment for the whole family celebrating Dayton’s aviation heritage as home of the Wright Brothers, National Museum of the US Air Force and Wright Patterson AFB. For more information visit www.daytonairshow.com
A Legendary Mother's Day...Breakfast in Bed - Dinner At Shula's!
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Make this Mother's Day an especially memorable celebration for your family at Shula's featuring an exceptional three-course meal.
Sunday, May 13th
Serving From 12Noon to 10PM
All Moms will receive a COMPLIMENTARY Box of Chocolates from Norman Love.
Make Your Reservations TODAY!!! Phone: (239) 430-4999 - or - Click Here For Online Reservations
Mother’s Day is around the corner –
show her how much you care.
Treat her to SHULA'S!!!
Sunday, May 13th
Serving From 12Noon to 10PM
All Moms will receive a COMPLIMENTARY Box of Chocolates from Norman Love.
Make Your Reservations TODAY!!! Phone: (239) 430-4999 - or - Click Here For Online Reservations
Father's Day At Shula's Steak House Naples
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Please Join Us for Father’s Day.
Sunday, June 17th
Special Menu For Dad's HighlightingThe SHULA CUT 22oz. Cowboy!!!
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Phone: (239) 430-4999 / Online Reservations
***SUMMER PRIVATE DINING ROOMSPECIAL***
Host your next Private Event at Shula's Steak House!
Email Jeff Jerome at jdjerome@cooperhotels.com or call (239)659-3176 to inquire about reserving our Wine Room or the Coach's Room.
Book your next evening event of 12 guests or more
and you'll receive a $100 SHULA'S GOLD GIFT CERTIFICATE!
Shula's Steak House
5111 Tamiami Trail North
Naples, FL 34103
Please Join Us for Father’s Day.
Sunday, June 17th
Special Menu For Dad's HighlightingThe SHULA CUT 22oz. Cowboy!!!
Make Your Reservations TODAY!!!
Phone: (239) 430-4999 / Online Reservations
***SUMMER PRIVATE DINING ROOMSPECIAL***
Host your next Private Event at Shula's Steak House!
Email Jeff Jerome at jdjerome@cooperhotels.com or call (239)659-3176 to inquire about reserving our Wine Room or the Coach's Room.
Book your next evening event of 12 guests or more
and you'll receive a $100 SHULA'S GOLD GIFT CERTIFICATE!
Shula's Steak House
5111 Tamiami Trail North
Naples, FL 34103
Shula's Naples Says Thank You
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It's Election Time and the people of Southwest Florida have Voted!!!
Shula's Steak House was voted for the Best Steak House, the Best Lunch and the Best Sandwich according to the Naples Daily News People's Choice Awards.
We would like to celebrate and say "Thank You" to our Fans.
Enjoy our 8oz Prime Rib or our New York Strip Steak Sandwich for ONLY $10.95.
For the month of July 2012 Only!!!
Lunch Hours:Monday - Friday11:30AM to 2:30PM
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It's Election Time and the people of Southwest Florida have Voted!!!
Shula's Steak House was voted for the Best Steak House, the Best Lunch and the Best Sandwich according to the Naples Daily News People's Choice Awards.
We would like to celebrate and say "Thank You" to our Fans.
Enjoy our 8oz Prime Rib or our New York Strip Steak Sandwich for ONLY $10.95.
For the month of July 2012 Only!!!
Lunch Hours:Monday - Friday11:30AM to 2:30PM
Like Us On FaceBook.
Charleston to Georgetown, SC - Beth's Dolphin encounter
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We waited for low tide before leaving Charleston. This would give us an incoming tide when we started back in to the ICW an hour away. It once again paid off. Some of the shallow areas were passable with 3 feet under the keel thanks to the extra depth provided by the incoming tide.
Reluctantly leaving Charleston.
It was a lazy relaxed trip. Beth driving the boat long enough for me to take a nap in the laz-y-boy chair. Ahhhh!... This is cruising......until....thump "What was that?", I said as I rubbed my sleepy eyes. "I think I hit a dolphin. There was a pod of 7 or 8 coming right at the boat and I couldn't turn or slow down fast enough!" exclaimed Beth. I quickly checked the boat for vibration and damage and found nothing. It was really just a mild thump, so the fun began. "You ran over "Flipper!" I teased. "No maybe it was just a small log under water." pleaded Beth. "No. You ran over "Flipper!" I heard it. I even heard a pathetic EEE! EEE! EEE!" feigning my most pitiful dolphin cry. At this point Beth began laughing and shouting, "Stop it. Stop it. I didn't kill Flipper!" I had fun with this all day, not saying much, just occasionally letting out an almost imperceptible eee! eee!
Happy Face for a dreary day!!
As we were joking, we noticed some black clouds gathering along the western sky. Looking at the computer weather system, it quickly became evident that we were in for a thunder storm. This system is great, even showing the lightning strikes. It was closing in behind us as we wrestled with the decision to find a spot to anchor or just continue powering on through the storm. The computer didn't indicate a lot of wind and there were few places to get out of the ICW, so we continued forward and decided to cut the day short and safe by heading to a marina in Georgetown, SC (only 56 miles from Charleston) . Besides being safely tide up in case the storm worsened, we were able to pick up 400 gallons of the cheapest fuel we have seen since leaving Carrabelle, Fl. ($3.68/gal).
A few other boats were also heading to port. The VHF radio crackled to life with a request from a 38 foot sea ray rushing up behind us. "Docs Holiday. Would you like a slow pass?" said the Captain. "No. Just keep it up on plane and come by my port side." I responded. I have so many of these idiot sea ray owners slow to half speed and plow a huge wake, that I prefer they just let their testosterone flow and get away from me. Besides, they make less wake if they are up on plane. At least this captain was considerate enough to let me know he was passing, and that's doing a lot more than most of the sports fisher boats and most sea ray captains.
Interestingly this boat was already tide up at the same marina we entered... waiting for Sea Tow! They burnt out a transmission. The captain told me as he turned to approach the dock he had a great deal of difficulty pulling the transmission shifter out of gear. When he checked the transmission it was red hot, melting some of the grounding wires! Ouch! As much as I dislike sea rays, I couldn't help but feel bad for this owner. It was going to cost him mucho bucks and lost time to get repaired.
We had our fill of dining out, so dinner was on the boat. Beth made a kind of stir fried chicken with fresh sweet corn on the cob and potato salad. Hmm! Hmm! Can't beat a good home cooked meal.
We will stay put until this front blows through than continue north to at least Myrtle Beach or possibly Southport and the Cape Fear River if time permits tomorrow.
Reluctantly leaving Charleston.
It was a lazy relaxed trip. Beth driving the boat long enough for me to take a nap in the laz-y-boy chair. Ahhhh!... This is cruising......until....thump "What was that?", I said as I rubbed my sleepy eyes. "I think I hit a dolphin. There was a pod of 7 or 8 coming right at the boat and I couldn't turn or slow down fast enough!" exclaimed Beth. I quickly checked the boat for vibration and damage and found nothing. It was really just a mild thump, so the fun began. "You ran over "Flipper!" I teased. "No maybe it was just a small log under water." pleaded Beth. "No. You ran over "Flipper!" I heard it. I even heard a pathetic EEE! EEE! EEE!" feigning my most pitiful dolphin cry. At this point Beth began laughing and shouting, "Stop it. Stop it. I didn't kill Flipper!" I had fun with this all day, not saying much, just occasionally letting out an almost imperceptible eee! eee!
Happy Face for a dreary day!!
As we were joking, we noticed some black clouds gathering along the western sky. Looking at the computer weather system, it quickly became evident that we were in for a thunder storm. This system is great, even showing the lightning strikes. It was closing in behind us as we wrestled with the decision to find a spot to anchor or just continue powering on through the storm. The computer didn't indicate a lot of wind and there were few places to get out of the ICW, so we continued forward and decided to cut the day short and safe by heading to a marina in Georgetown, SC (only 56 miles from Charleston) . Besides being safely tide up in case the storm worsened, we were able to pick up 400 gallons of the cheapest fuel we have seen since leaving Carrabelle, Fl. ($3.68/gal).
A few other boats were also heading to port. The VHF radio crackled to life with a request from a 38 foot sea ray rushing up behind us. "Docs Holiday. Would you like a slow pass?" said the Captain. "No. Just keep it up on plane and come by my port side." I responded. I have so many of these idiot sea ray owners slow to half speed and plow a huge wake, that I prefer they just let their testosterone flow and get away from me. Besides, they make less wake if they are up on plane. At least this captain was considerate enough to let me know he was passing, and that's doing a lot more than most of the sports fisher boats and most sea ray captains.
Interestingly this boat was already tide up at the same marina we entered... waiting for Sea Tow! They burnt out a transmission. The captain told me as he turned to approach the dock he had a great deal of difficulty pulling the transmission shifter out of gear. When he checked the transmission it was red hot, melting some of the grounding wires! Ouch! As much as I dislike sea rays, I couldn't help but feel bad for this owner. It was going to cost him mucho bucks and lost time to get repaired.
We had our fill of dining out, so dinner was on the boat. Beth made a kind of stir fried chicken with fresh sweet corn on the cob and potato salad. Hmm! Hmm! Can't beat a good home cooked meal.
We will stay put until this front blows through than continue north to at least Myrtle Beach or possibly Southport and the Cape Fear River if time permits tomorrow.
8 Temmuz 2012 Pazar
Rock Out at Elvis Fest 5
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Rock Out at Elvis Fest 5, a Tribute to the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll, at Seminole Casino Immokalee this weekend, June 22-24.
Enjoy famous Elvis Tribute Artists’ Contest, Free Entertainment, Cash Giveaways, Food and Drink Specials all weekend.
The best Elvis tribute artists from all over the United States will celebrate and compete to become King. The big weekend kicks off with a concert by award-winning and nationally acclaimed Elvis tribute artist Dwight Icenhower. Elvis enthusiasts will also enjoy musical performances by The Great Pretenders and Todd Martin, winner of Elvis Fest 4. Admission to all Elvis Fest 5 events (excluding Dwight Icenhower concert) is free for Seminole Player’s Club members. Anyone who’s 21 or older can join; it’s fast, free and easy. Seminole Casino Immokalee is located approximately one hour from the Hilton Naples Hotel.
Rock Out at Elvis Fest 5, a Tribute to the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll, at Seminole Casino Immokalee this weekend, June 22-24.Enjoy famous Elvis Tribute Artists’ Contest, Free Entertainment, Cash Giveaways, Food and Drink Specials all weekend.
The best Elvis tribute artists from all over the United States will celebrate and compete to become King. The big weekend kicks off with a concert by award-winning and nationally acclaimed Elvis tribute artist Dwight Icenhower. Elvis enthusiasts will also enjoy musical performances by The Great Pretenders and Todd Martin, winner of Elvis Fest 4. Admission to all Elvis Fest 5 events (excluding Dwight Icenhower concert) is free for Seminole Player’s Club members. Anyone who’s 21 or older can join; it’s fast, free and easy. Seminole Casino Immokalee is located approximately one hour from the Hilton Naples Hotel.
Promoting Forgiveness . Mending Hearts . Saving Lives
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Renee Napier is making a difference and saving lives. Renee tells the story of losing her daughter to a drunk driver, talks about the healing power of forgiveness, shows videos that feature Eric, the convicted drunk driver, in prison and since April 22, 2010, she has been allowed to have Eric join her as an inmate, bound by shackles and handcuffs, to share his powerful testimony. They conclude with a compelling slide show featuring Meagan, Lisa and Eric. Afterwards, the audience is invited to go outside and take an up close look at Lisa's mangled car... the car in which she and Meagan died.
On Friday, June 29th from 7pm to 9pm there will be a DUI Prevention Awareness event taking place at New Hope Ministries. The speaker is a mother who lost her daughter to a drunk driver in 2002. She started the Meagan Napier Foundation to honor her daughter and now campaigns across the state to help raise awareness about the dangers of driving under the influence. Her presentations are especially powerful because she travels with the wrecked car in which her daughter died and is often accompanied by the convicted drunk driver, as part of his sentencing.
She recently spoke to students at 7 Collier County high schools in April and her presentations made such an impact that we received numerous requests to bring her back. This is a chance for anyone who was unable to hear her important message to come out for this unique and powerful presentation. We encourage parents with teenagers to attend with their teen, however Ms. Napier’s presentation is suitable for audiences of all ages.
On Friday, June 29th from 7pm to 9pm there will be a DUI Prevention Awareness event taking place at New Hope Ministries. The speaker is a mother who lost her daughter to a drunk driver in 2002. She started the Meagan Napier Foundation to honor her daughter and now campaigns across the state to help raise awareness about the dangers of driving under the influence. Her presentations are especially powerful because she travels with the wrecked car in which her daughter died and is often accompanied by the convicted drunk driver, as part of his sentencing.
She recently spoke to students at 7 Collier County high schools in April and her presentations made such an impact that we received numerous requests to bring her back. This is a chance for anyone who was unable to hear her important message to come out for this unique and powerful presentation. We encourage parents with teenagers to attend with their teen, however Ms. Napier’s presentation is suitable for audiences of all ages.
Naples Hilton Wedding Planner in Naples Daily News Article
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Electa Saker, the wedding planner for the Hilton Naples Hotel was quoted in an article: "Getting hitched'- Southwest Florida still a summer wedding destination" featured by the Naples Daily News.
"95 percent of what I do is work on weddings," said the Hilton's special events manager Electa Saker, adding, "I'm in wedding mode almost all of the time."
Saker says that the hotel's business is split about 50/50 between local and destination brides—many of which find the Hilton on the Internet. "The Internet is such a huge tool for brides, you really can plan a wedding from anywhere. In fact, this year I've already had two brides from the UK and I have a third planning a wedding in January."
Click here to contact Electa Saker or find out more about weddings in Naples or at the Hilton Naples Hotel,
Click here to read more about theNaples Daily News destination weddings in Naples Florida article.
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"95 percent of what I do is work on weddings," said the Hilton's special events manager Electa Saker, adding, "I'm in wedding mode almost all of the time."
Saker says that the hotel's business is split about 50/50 between local and destination brides—many of which find the Hilton on the Internet. "The Internet is such a huge tool for brides, you really can plan a wedding from anywhere. In fact, this year I've already had two brides from the UK and I have a third planning a wedding in January."
Click here to contact Electa Saker or find out more about weddings in Naples or at the Hilton Naples Hotel,
Click here to read more about theNaples Daily News destination weddings in Naples Florida article.
Birthday Celebration at the Naples Zoo
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Beginning today, June 29, 2012, join professional keepers to celebrate the first birthday of Naples Zoo’s four fosa cubs. Keepers will decorate the exhibit and trees with streamers and deliver papier-mâché gift boxes filled with meaty treats that these endangered Malagasy carnivores find tasty. And for dessert, the dietician is preparing a special blood-flavored ice cake complete with turkey meat frosting!
Naples Zoo’s keepers continue the celebration over the weekend with additional gift boxes. The fosa party happens at 10:00 each morning from Friday through Sunday (June 29 thru July 1) during the Meet the Keeper Series presentation at their exhibit. You can also enjoy seeing two of the fosa cubs at the 11:00 a.m. Safari Canyon theater presentation.
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Naples Zoo’s keepers continue the celebration over the weekend with additional gift boxes. The fosa party happens at 10:00 each morning from Friday through Sunday (June 29 thru July 1) during the Meet the Keeper Series presentation at their exhibit. You can also enjoy seeing two of the fosa cubs at the 11:00 a.m. Safari Canyon theater presentation.
Charleston to Georgetown, SC - Beth's Dolphin encounter
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We waited for low tide before leaving Charleston. This would give us an incoming tide when we started back in to the ICW an hour away. It once again paid off. Some of the shallow areas were passable with 3 feet under the keel thanks to the extra depth provided by the incoming tide.
Reluctantly leaving Charleston.
It was a lazy relaxed trip. Beth driving the boat long enough for me to take a nap in the laz-y-boy chair. Ahhhh!... This is cruising......until....thump "What was that?", I said as I rubbed my sleepy eyes. "I think I hit a dolphin. There was a pod of 7 or 8 coming right at the boat and I couldn't turn or slow down fast enough!" exclaimed Beth. I quickly checked the boat for vibration and damage and found nothing. It was really just a mild thump, so the fun began. "You ran over "Flipper!" I teased. "No maybe it was just a small log under water." pleaded Beth. "No. You ran over "Flipper!" I heard it. I even heard a pathetic EEE! EEE! EEE!" feigning my most pitiful dolphin cry. At this point Beth began laughing and shouting, "Stop it. Stop it. I didn't kill Flipper!" I had fun with this all day, not saying much, just occasionally letting out an almost imperceptible eee! eee!
Happy Face for a dreary day!!
As we were joking, we noticed some black clouds gathering along the western sky. Looking at the computer weather system, it quickly became evident that we were in for a thunder storm. This system is great, even showing the lightning strikes. It was closing in behind us as we wrestled with the decision to find a spot to anchor or just continue powering on through the storm. The computer didn't indicate a lot of wind and there were few places to get out of the ICW, so we continued forward and decided to cut the day short and safe by heading to a marina in Georgetown, SC (only 56 miles from Charleston) . Besides being safely tide up in case the storm worsened, we were able to pick up 400 gallons of the cheapest fuel we have seen since leaving Carrabelle, Fl. ($3.68/gal).
A few other boats were also heading to port. The VHF radio crackled to life with a request from a 38 foot sea ray rushing up behind us. "Docs Holiday. Would you like a slow pass?" said the Captain. "No. Just keep it up on plane and come by my port side." I responded. I have so many of these idiot sea ray owners slow to half speed and plow a huge wake, that I prefer they just let their testosterone flow and get away from me. Besides, they make less wake if they are up on plane. At least this captain was considerate enough to let me know he was passing, and that's doing a lot more than most of the sports fisher boats and most sea ray captains.
Interestingly this boat was already tide up at the same marina we entered... waiting for Sea Tow! They burnt out a transmission. The captain told me as he turned to approach the dock he had a great deal of difficulty pulling the transmission shifter out of gear. When he checked the transmission it was red hot, melting some of the grounding wires! Ouch! As much as I dislike sea rays, I couldn't help but feel bad for this owner. It was going to cost him mucho bucks and lost time to get repaired.
We had our fill of dining out, so dinner was on the boat. Beth made a kind of stir fried chicken with fresh sweet corn on the cob and potato salad. Hmm! Hmm! Can't beat a good home cooked meal.
We will stay put until this front blows through than continue north to at least Myrtle Beach or possibly Southport and the Cape Fear River if time permits tomorrow.
Reluctantly leaving Charleston.
It was a lazy relaxed trip. Beth driving the boat long enough for me to take a nap in the laz-y-boy chair. Ahhhh!... This is cruising......until....thump "What was that?", I said as I rubbed my sleepy eyes. "I think I hit a dolphin. There was a pod of 7 or 8 coming right at the boat and I couldn't turn or slow down fast enough!" exclaimed Beth. I quickly checked the boat for vibration and damage and found nothing. It was really just a mild thump, so the fun began. "You ran over "Flipper!" I teased. "No maybe it was just a small log under water." pleaded Beth. "No. You ran over "Flipper!" I heard it. I even heard a pathetic EEE! EEE! EEE!" feigning my most pitiful dolphin cry. At this point Beth began laughing and shouting, "Stop it. Stop it. I didn't kill Flipper!" I had fun with this all day, not saying much, just occasionally letting out an almost imperceptible eee! eee!
Happy Face for a dreary day!!
As we were joking, we noticed some black clouds gathering along the western sky. Looking at the computer weather system, it quickly became evident that we were in for a thunder storm. This system is great, even showing the lightning strikes. It was closing in behind us as we wrestled with the decision to find a spot to anchor or just continue powering on through the storm. The computer didn't indicate a lot of wind and there were few places to get out of the ICW, so we continued forward and decided to cut the day short and safe by heading to a marina in Georgetown, SC (only 56 miles from Charleston) . Besides being safely tide up in case the storm worsened, we were able to pick up 400 gallons of the cheapest fuel we have seen since leaving Carrabelle, Fl. ($3.68/gal).
A few other boats were also heading to port. The VHF radio crackled to life with a request from a 38 foot sea ray rushing up behind us. "Docs Holiday. Would you like a slow pass?" said the Captain. "No. Just keep it up on plane and come by my port side." I responded. I have so many of these idiot sea ray owners slow to half speed and plow a huge wake, that I prefer they just let their testosterone flow and get away from me. Besides, they make less wake if they are up on plane. At least this captain was considerate enough to let me know he was passing, and that's doing a lot more than most of the sports fisher boats and most sea ray captains.
Interestingly this boat was already tide up at the same marina we entered... waiting for Sea Tow! They burnt out a transmission. The captain told me as he turned to approach the dock he had a great deal of difficulty pulling the transmission shifter out of gear. When he checked the transmission it was red hot, melting some of the grounding wires! Ouch! As much as I dislike sea rays, I couldn't help but feel bad for this owner. It was going to cost him mucho bucks and lost time to get repaired.
We had our fill of dining out, so dinner was on the boat. Beth made a kind of stir fried chicken with fresh sweet corn on the cob and potato salad. Hmm! Hmm! Can't beat a good home cooked meal.
We will stay put until this front blows through than continue north to at least Myrtle Beach or possibly Southport and the Cape Fear River if time permits tomorrow.
7 Temmuz 2012 Cumartesi
Sidewalk Sales Shopping in Naples
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The waterfront setting of The Village on Venetian Bay is an ideal backdrop forshopping, dining, entertainment and the must-go-to Sidewalk Sale starting June28. Get an early start on your Fourth of July celebration this year withsavings galore and live entertainment daily through Sunday, July 1st.
The Sidewalk Sale hours are:
The Sidewalk Sale hours are: - Thursday, June 28 from 10 a.m. to 9 p.m.
- Friday and Saturday are 10 a.m. to 7 p.m.
- Sunday from Noon to 6 p.m.
Fireworks in Naples Florida
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The 4th of July Celebration Fireworks in Naples will begin firing off of the City Pier at 9:00 P.M. until 9:30 P.M. Set up your lounge chair or blanket for a night on the beach to enjoy this amazing display. Click here For more information on the fireworks .
Guests of the Hilton Naples Hotel are welcome to get bicycles from the front desk to ride down to the beach to watch the exciting firework show.
The 4th of July Celebration Fireworks in Naples will begin firing off of the City Pier at 9:00 P.M. until 9:30 P.M. Set up your lounge chair or blanket for a night on the beach to enjoy this amazing display. Click here For more information on the fireworks .Guests of the Hilton Naples Hotel are welcome to get bicycles from the front desk to ride down to the beach to watch the exciting firework show.
Mercato Nights Music Series Tonight
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Mercato Nights Music Series continues on Thursday, July 5, 2012. The Damn Outlaws are a collaborative blend of South Florida country, blues, bluegrass and rock. Their high energy, yet cool demeanor combine to create the perfect balance. The Damn Outlaws are an old roots soulful band with a fresh new twist on vocals, harmonies, guitars and fiddles and sometimes a good ol’ mandolin.Mercato shopping district is located approx 4 miles north of the Hilton Naples Hotel.
Mercato Nights Music Series continues on Thursday, July 5, 2012. The Damn Outlaws are a collaborative blend of South Florida country, blues, bluegrass and rock. Their high energy, yet cool demeanor combine to create the perfect balance. The Damn Outlaws are an old roots soulful band with a fresh new twist on vocals, harmonies, guitars and fiddles and sometimes a good ol’ mandolin.Mercato shopping district is located approx 4 miles north of the Hilton Naples Hotel.
Buy One Get One 1/2 Off All Summer!
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So many great savings this summer when you book your hotel room at the Hilton Naples Hotel. Check out the Naples Florida Hotel Packages and specials page on our website for all the great Florida vacation packages designed to make the most of your family vacation, romantic weekend getaway, girls' weekend away or adventure attraction! Once you have your hotel room booked at the Hilton Naples, check out some of our most popular attractions - the Naples Princess is offering a Buy One Get One 1/2 Off deal valid from now through September 30, 2012.
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Charleston to Georgetown, SC - Beth's Dolphin encounter
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We waited for low tide before leaving Charleston. This would give us an incoming tide when we started back in to the ICW an hour away. It once again paid off. Some of the shallow areas were passable with 3 feet under the keel thanks to the extra depth provided by the incoming tide.
Reluctantly leaving Charleston.
It was a lazy relaxed trip. Beth driving the boat long enough for me to take a nap in the laz-y-boy chair. Ahhhh!... This is cruising......until....thump "What was that?", I said as I rubbed my sleepy eyes. "I think I hit a dolphin. There was a pod of 7 or 8 coming right at the boat and I couldn't turn or slow down fast enough!" exclaimed Beth. I quickly checked the boat for vibration and damage and found nothing. It was really just a mild thump, so the fun began. "You ran over "Flipper!" I teased. "No maybe it was just a small log under water." pleaded Beth. "No. You ran over "Flipper!" I heard it. I even heard a pathetic EEE! EEE! EEE!" feigning my most pitiful dolphin cry. At this point Beth began laughing and shouting, "Stop it. Stop it. I didn't kill Flipper!" I had fun with this all day, not saying much, just occasionally letting out an almost imperceptible eee! eee!
Happy Face for a dreary day!!
As we were joking, we noticed some black clouds gathering along the western sky. Looking at the computer weather system, it quickly became evident that we were in for a thunder storm. This system is great, even showing the lightning strikes. It was closing in behind us as we wrestled with the decision to find a spot to anchor or just continue powering on through the storm. The computer didn't indicate a lot of wind and there were few places to get out of the ICW, so we continued forward and decided to cut the day short and safe by heading to a marina in Georgetown, SC (only 56 miles from Charleston) . Besides being safely tide up in case the storm worsened, we were able to pick up 400 gallons of the cheapest fuel we have seen since leaving Carrabelle, Fl. ($3.68/gal).
A few other boats were also heading to port. The VHF radio crackled to life with a request from a 38 foot sea ray rushing up behind us. "Docs Holiday. Would you like a slow pass?" said the Captain. "No. Just keep it up on plane and come by my port side." I responded. I have so many of these idiot sea ray owners slow to half speed and plow a huge wake, that I prefer they just let their testosterone flow and get away from me. Besides, they make less wake if they are up on plane. At least this captain was considerate enough to let me know he was passing, and that's doing a lot more than most of the sports fisher boats and most sea ray captains.
Interestingly this boat was already tide up at the same marina we entered... waiting for Sea Tow! They burnt out a transmission. The captain told me as he turned to approach the dock he had a great deal of difficulty pulling the transmission shifter out of gear. When he checked the transmission it was red hot, melting some of the grounding wires! Ouch! As much as I dislike sea rays, I couldn't help but feel bad for this owner. It was going to cost him mucho bucks and lost time to get repaired.
We had our fill of dining out, so dinner was on the boat. Beth made a kind of stir fried chicken with fresh sweet corn on the cob and potato salad. Hmm! Hmm! Can't beat a good home cooked meal.
We will stay put until this front blows through than continue north to at least Myrtle Beach or possibly Southport and the Cape Fear River if time permits tomorrow.
Reluctantly leaving Charleston.
It was a lazy relaxed trip. Beth driving the boat long enough for me to take a nap in the laz-y-boy chair. Ahhhh!... This is cruising......until....thump "What was that?", I said as I rubbed my sleepy eyes. "I think I hit a dolphin. There was a pod of 7 or 8 coming right at the boat and I couldn't turn or slow down fast enough!" exclaimed Beth. I quickly checked the boat for vibration and damage and found nothing. It was really just a mild thump, so the fun began. "You ran over "Flipper!" I teased. "No maybe it was just a small log under water." pleaded Beth. "No. You ran over "Flipper!" I heard it. I even heard a pathetic EEE! EEE! EEE!" feigning my most pitiful dolphin cry. At this point Beth began laughing and shouting, "Stop it. Stop it. I didn't kill Flipper!" I had fun with this all day, not saying much, just occasionally letting out an almost imperceptible eee! eee!
Happy Face for a dreary day!!
As we were joking, we noticed some black clouds gathering along the western sky. Looking at the computer weather system, it quickly became evident that we were in for a thunder storm. This system is great, even showing the lightning strikes. It was closing in behind us as we wrestled with the decision to find a spot to anchor or just continue powering on through the storm. The computer didn't indicate a lot of wind and there were few places to get out of the ICW, so we continued forward and decided to cut the day short and safe by heading to a marina in Georgetown, SC (only 56 miles from Charleston) . Besides being safely tide up in case the storm worsened, we were able to pick up 400 gallons of the cheapest fuel we have seen since leaving Carrabelle, Fl. ($3.68/gal).
A few other boats were also heading to port. The VHF radio crackled to life with a request from a 38 foot sea ray rushing up behind us. "Docs Holiday. Would you like a slow pass?" said the Captain. "No. Just keep it up on plane and come by my port side." I responded. I have so many of these idiot sea ray owners slow to half speed and plow a huge wake, that I prefer they just let their testosterone flow and get away from me. Besides, they make less wake if they are up on plane. At least this captain was considerate enough to let me know he was passing, and that's doing a lot more than most of the sports fisher boats and most sea ray captains.
Interestingly this boat was already tide up at the same marina we entered... waiting for Sea Tow! They burnt out a transmission. The captain told me as he turned to approach the dock he had a great deal of difficulty pulling the transmission shifter out of gear. When he checked the transmission it was red hot, melting some of the grounding wires! Ouch! As much as I dislike sea rays, I couldn't help but feel bad for this owner. It was going to cost him mucho bucks and lost time to get repaired.
We had our fill of dining out, so dinner was on the boat. Beth made a kind of stir fried chicken with fresh sweet corn on the cob and potato salad. Hmm! Hmm! Can't beat a good home cooked meal.
We will stay put until this front blows through than continue north to at least Myrtle Beach or possibly Southport and the Cape Fear River if time permits tomorrow.
5 Temmuz 2012 Perşembe
Charleston to Georgetown, SC - Beth's Dolphin encounter
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We waited for low tide before leaving Charleston. This would give us an incoming tide when we started back in to the ICW an hour away. It once again paid off. Some of the shallow areas were passable with 3 feet under the keel thanks to the extra depth provided by the incoming tide.
Reluctantly leaving Charleston.
It was a lazy relaxed trip. Beth driving the boat long enough for me to take a nap in the laz-y-boy chair. Ahhhh!... This is cruising......until....thump "What was that?", I said as I rubbed my sleepy eyes. "I think I hit a dolphin. There was a pod of 7 or 8 coming right at the boat and I couldn't turn or slow down fast enough!" exclaimed Beth. I quickly checked the boat for vibration and damage and found nothing. It was really just a mild thump, so the fun began. "You ran over "Flipper!" I teased. "No maybe it was just a small log under water." pleaded Beth. "No. You ran over "Flipper!" I heard it. I even heard a pathetic EEE! EEE! EEE!" feigning my most pitiful dolphin cry. At this point Beth began laughing and shouting, "Stop it. Stop it. I didn't kill Flipper!" I had fun with this all day, not saying much, just occasionally letting out an almost imperceptible eee! eee!
Happy Face for a dreary day!!
As we were joking, we noticed some black clouds gathering along the western sky. Looking at the computer weather system, it quickly became evident that we were in for a thunder storm. This system is great, even showing the lightning strikes. It was closing in behind us as we wrestled with the decision to find a spot to anchor or just continue powering on through the storm. The computer didn't indicate a lot of wind and there were few places to get out of the ICW, so we continued forward and decided to cut the day short and safe by heading to a marina in Georgetown, SC (only 56 miles from Charleston) . Besides being safely tide up in case the storm worsened, we were able to pick up 400 gallons of the cheapest fuel we have seen since leaving Carrabelle, Fl. ($3.68/gal).
A few other boats were also heading to port. The VHF radio crackled to life with a request from a 38 foot sea ray rushing up behind us. "Docs Holiday. Would you like a slow pass?" said the Captain. "No. Just keep it up on plane and come by my port side." I responded. I have so many of these idiot sea ray owners slow to half speed and plow a huge wake, that I prefer they just let their testosterone flow and get away from me. Besides, they make less wake if they are up on plane. At least this captain was considerate enough to let me know he was passing, and that's doing a lot more than most of the sports fisher boats and most sea ray captains.
Interestingly this boat was already tide up at the same marina we entered... waiting for Sea Tow! They burnt out a transmission. The captain told me as he turned to approach the dock he had a great deal of difficulty pulling the transmission shifter out of gear. When he checked the transmission it was red hot, melting some of the grounding wires! Ouch! As much as I dislike sea rays, I couldn't help but feel bad for this owner. It was going to cost him mucho bucks and lost time to get repaired.
We had our fill of dining out, so dinner was on the boat. Beth made a kind of stir fried chicken with fresh sweet corn on the cob and potato salad. Hmm! Hmm! Can't beat a good home cooked meal.
We will stay put until this front blows through than continue north to at least Myrtle Beach or possibly Southport and the Cape Fear River if time permits tomorrow.
Reluctantly leaving Charleston.
It was a lazy relaxed trip. Beth driving the boat long enough for me to take a nap in the laz-y-boy chair. Ahhhh!... This is cruising......until....thump "What was that?", I said as I rubbed my sleepy eyes. "I think I hit a dolphin. There was a pod of 7 or 8 coming right at the boat and I couldn't turn or slow down fast enough!" exclaimed Beth. I quickly checked the boat for vibration and damage and found nothing. It was really just a mild thump, so the fun began. "You ran over "Flipper!" I teased. "No maybe it was just a small log under water." pleaded Beth. "No. You ran over "Flipper!" I heard it. I even heard a pathetic EEE! EEE! EEE!" feigning my most pitiful dolphin cry. At this point Beth began laughing and shouting, "Stop it. Stop it. I didn't kill Flipper!" I had fun with this all day, not saying much, just occasionally letting out an almost imperceptible eee! eee!
Happy Face for a dreary day!!
As we were joking, we noticed some black clouds gathering along the western sky. Looking at the computer weather system, it quickly became evident that we were in for a thunder storm. This system is great, even showing the lightning strikes. It was closing in behind us as we wrestled with the decision to find a spot to anchor or just continue powering on through the storm. The computer didn't indicate a lot of wind and there were few places to get out of the ICW, so we continued forward and decided to cut the day short and safe by heading to a marina in Georgetown, SC (only 56 miles from Charleston) . Besides being safely tide up in case the storm worsened, we were able to pick up 400 gallons of the cheapest fuel we have seen since leaving Carrabelle, Fl. ($3.68/gal).
A few other boats were also heading to port. The VHF radio crackled to life with a request from a 38 foot sea ray rushing up behind us. "Docs Holiday. Would you like a slow pass?" said the Captain. "No. Just keep it up on plane and come by my port side." I responded. I have so many of these idiot sea ray owners slow to half speed and plow a huge wake, that I prefer they just let their testosterone flow and get away from me. Besides, they make less wake if they are up on plane. At least this captain was considerate enough to let me know he was passing, and that's doing a lot more than most of the sports fisher boats and most sea ray captains.
Interestingly this boat was already tide up at the same marina we entered... waiting for Sea Tow! They burnt out a transmission. The captain told me as he turned to approach the dock he had a great deal of difficulty pulling the transmission shifter out of gear. When he checked the transmission it was red hot, melting some of the grounding wires! Ouch! As much as I dislike sea rays, I couldn't help but feel bad for this owner. It was going to cost him mucho bucks and lost time to get repaired.
We had our fill of dining out, so dinner was on the boat. Beth made a kind of stir fried chicken with fresh sweet corn on the cob and potato salad. Hmm! Hmm! Can't beat a good home cooked meal.
We will stay put until this front blows through than continue north to at least Myrtle Beach or possibly Southport and the Cape Fear River if time permits tomorrow.
Cuttyhunk to Cape Cod Canal
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Cutty Hunk Sunrise at 5:30 AM!
We had a leisurely morning biding our time to take off for "Hogs Channel" that leads into the Cape Cod Canal. Why?....I will quote from the active captain review which showed a hazard marker at this channel:
"Under the right conditions, the channel all the way out to wings neck and beyond can present truly violent sea conditions, with short period, steep faced, 6-8 foot waves. It will be the pounding of a lifetime for many boaters. What are the conditions? Outgoing tide and a SW wind (which is the prevailing wind). All the water flows in the channel because it's so much deeper than the surrounding waters, and the winds funnel up the bay. It's Hell on water.""
No, we weren't having our final meal! We were waiting for the time, tide, wind...and sanctions from the gods...especially Neptune ( god of the sea!) to all fall in conjunction so we could get the easiest passage through this hazard. So what do you think happened??
We left Cuttyhunk a little early...SLACK TIDE wasn't until 2:45 in the afternoon...so we were supposed to leave for the 30 mile trip at around 11:30. Given our apprehension, we left at 10:30 figuring we could sit and wait for the tide to change. I know you are expecting some catastrophe to happen but it didn't. Buzzard's Bay was perfectly calm. There was only a 2 to 5 knot wind and it was coming from the north so we slowed down so much (4 to 5 knots) the sailboats were passing us. It was sunny and cool as we gently bobbed over the small ocean swells and we timed it perfectly. As we entered "Hogs Channel", the tide changed and even though we could sense that the current was strong, we actually got a push from the west to east tide that assisted us along to the west end of the Cape Cod Channel, where we had a slip at Sandwich Marina waiting for us. Thank you, Active Captain and the contributing reviewers.
Cape Cod Canal Railroad Bridge
Retrieving ? Mooring Ball on Cape Cod Canal
By now most of our friends and relatives realize that we are seriously coming home. My good friend Marshall Lucas called and would like to join us around Portland, Me and he called his brother Charlie who lives in Falmouth, MA. Charlie, is in the coast guard auxiliary and he and his wife showed up at the boat with goodies....fresh shrimp that Marilyn cooked herself, a variety of fruit, cheese, deli meat, crackers, and most importantly ice and WINE.....damn, we are close to being home and they have helped us feel it.... It was nice talking and catching up on old friend stories about family and escapades.....Thank you, Charlie and Marilyn.
As I sit here looking out the windows, the day is dawning. Lobster men are arriving and getting their boats ready for the days work. Their boats growl to life and they set out in the predawn perfectly calm water to ply their trade. I silently wish them well, good weather and a fair catch.
We will be leaving for Gloucester, MA and possibly along to Portsmouth, NH if tide and weather permit.
Cutty Hunk Sunrise at 5:30 AM!
We had a leisurely morning biding our time to take off for "Hogs Channel" that leads into the Cape Cod Canal. Why?....I will quote from the active captain review which showed a hazard marker at this channel:
"Under the right conditions, the channel all the way out to wings neck and beyond can present truly violent sea conditions, with short period, steep faced, 6-8 foot waves. It will be the pounding of a lifetime for many boaters. What are the conditions? Outgoing tide and a SW wind (which is the prevailing wind). All the water flows in the channel because it's so much deeper than the surrounding waters, and the winds funnel up the bay. It's Hell on water.""
No, we weren't having our final meal! We were waiting for the time, tide, wind...and sanctions from the gods...especially Neptune ( god of the sea!) to all fall in conjunction so we could get the easiest passage through this hazard. So what do you think happened??
We left Cuttyhunk a little early...SLACK TIDE wasn't until 2:45 in the afternoon...so we were supposed to leave for the 30 mile trip at around 11:30. Given our apprehension, we left at 10:30 figuring we could sit and wait for the tide to change. I know you are expecting some catastrophe to happen but it didn't. Buzzard's Bay was perfectly calm. There was only a 2 to 5 knot wind and it was coming from the north so we slowed down so much (4 to 5 knots) the sailboats were passing us. It was sunny and cool as we gently bobbed over the small ocean swells and we timed it perfectly. As we entered "Hogs Channel", the tide changed and even though we could sense that the current was strong, we actually got a push from the west to east tide that assisted us along to the west end of the Cape Cod Channel, where we had a slip at Sandwich Marina waiting for us. Thank you, Active Captain and the contributing reviewers.
Cape Cod Canal Railroad Bridge
Retrieving ? Mooring Ball on Cape Cod Canal
By now most of our friends and relatives realize that we are seriously coming home. My good friend Marshall Lucas called and would like to join us around Portland, Me and he called his brother Charlie who lives in Falmouth, MA. Charlie, is in the coast guard auxiliary and he and his wife showed up at the boat with goodies....fresh shrimp that Marilyn cooked herself, a variety of fruit, cheese, deli meat, crackers, and most importantly ice and WINE.....damn, we are close to being home and they have helped us feel it.... It was nice talking and catching up on old friend stories about family and escapades.....Thank you, Charlie and Marilyn.
As I sit here looking out the windows, the day is dawning. Lobster men are arriving and getting their boats ready for the days work. Their boats growl to life and they set out in the predawn perfectly calm water to ply their trade. I silently wish them well, good weather and a fair catch.
We will be leaving for Gloucester, MA and possibly along to Portsmouth, NH if tide and weather permit.
Cape Cod Canal to Portsmouth, NH
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We left Cape Cod Canal at 7 am for what we thought would be a short day to cross Massachusetts Bay, Boston Harbor and land at Gloucester, NH. Wrong! Half way across Boston Harbour entrance the coast guard announced that the 18 foot high railroad bridge (we need 20 ft), which opens to the cut across the small Cape Anne was closed and no idea when it would open. This left no choice but to go around the cape and brave the ocean swells, so we changed course and set sights for Portsmouth, NH turning a 30 mile trip into a 80 mile trip.
By passing Boston.
Expecting the afternoon winds to whip up the sea, I decided to bring Doc's Holiday up on plane and we flew across the water at 15 knots. Finally the big Detroit's got to do what they are supposed to like best....run hard. The boat ran smooth, actually riding the waves better than if we were going at our regular trawler speed of 8 to 9 knots. Fuel consumption....who cares...I just wanted to get in where I knew we were going to be safe....so we held her at 2000 rpm for a couple of hours...until..I did an engine room check!
I noticed the bilge pump light coming on a little more frequently but didn't realize why, until I did the engine room check....I had a water intake hose leaking! Damn..out in the middle of the sea near a rough cape and I had to shut her down or risk blowing the hose all together. What I needed was a quick fix so we could get to port before it got too rough. Pulling out my best tool in fighting the mechanical gremlins.....DUCT TAPE!... I made a quick repair and we finished the trip at our regular 9 knots. Whew...it was a little nerve wracking when I had trouble starting the engine after the repair ..this part made Beth cry...but we pulled through.
Once at the marina, we used the loaner car to find a preformed 90 degree bend radiator hose...thank you Pep Boys...and completed the repair properly. A low has settled in so we may not be able to make it to Maine tomorrow. There is a bigger front following so we will have to be in a protected cove by tomorrow night...to leave or not to leave?...that is the question. At $3.80/ft for dock space, I think I know the answer.
Portsmouth, N.H.
By passing Boston.
Expecting the afternoon winds to whip up the sea, I decided to bring Doc's Holiday up on plane and we flew across the water at 15 knots. Finally the big Detroit's got to do what they are supposed to like best....run hard. The boat ran smooth, actually riding the waves better than if we were going at our regular trawler speed of 8 to 9 knots. Fuel consumption....who cares...I just wanted to get in where I knew we were going to be safe....so we held her at 2000 rpm for a couple of hours...until..I did an engine room check!
I noticed the bilge pump light coming on a little more frequently but didn't realize why, until I did the engine room check....I had a water intake hose leaking! Damn..out in the middle of the sea near a rough cape and I had to shut her down or risk blowing the hose all together. What I needed was a quick fix so we could get to port before it got too rough. Pulling out my best tool in fighting the mechanical gremlins.....DUCT TAPE!... I made a quick repair and we finished the trip at our regular 9 knots. Whew...it was a little nerve wracking when I had trouble starting the engine after the repair ..this part made Beth cry...but we pulled through.
Once at the marina, we used the loaner car to find a preformed 90 degree bend radiator hose...thank you Pep Boys...and completed the repair properly. A low has settled in so we may not be able to make it to Maine tomorrow. There is a bigger front following so we will have to be in a protected cove by tomorrow night...to leave or not to leave?...that is the question. At $3.80/ft for dock space, I think I know the answer.
Portsmouth, N.H.
Weeee! In Maine!
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Waiting for fog to lift.
Socked In .... Getting Worse.
We had a leisurely breakfast on the boat, of bacon, eggs, home fries and coffee while we waited for the breathing fog to burn off. They are several different fogs in Maine according to the locals: ground mist, morning fog, black fog, fog so thick you can shovel it, pea soup fog, and what they call a breathing fog. (comes in and goes out;comes back in and goes out, repeatedly!) A breathing fog is what we had. Just the fact that they have so many names for fog tells you something about cruising in Maine. There are at least two things you are going to have to deal with; fog and LOBSTER TRAPS!
The lobster traps are everywhere! We have seen them sparsely placed in 180 feet of water, and so thick near shore, that you could practically walk on the floats in to shore! What is particularly frustrating is they are placed right in the navigation channels. In Portsmouth, at the Wentworth Marina, there are several placed in the middle of the entrance to the mooring field. One boat owner had to tell a waterman to move the trap from behind his boat slip because he didn't have enough room to pull his boat out of his slip...in his home marina! I understand that the lobstermen get upset if a boat propeller cuts their line, it costs them money to repair the trap and they lose the income, but that is minor to the cost of repairing a prop or the danger of having to dive( in very cold water) under the boat to cut a line off of a tangled prop.
As the fog was lifting, I rechecked my engine water intake repair. Assured that the hose was not leaking, we fired up the engines and slowly navigated our way out through the mine field of lobster pots and headed north. Destination, only 30 miles away....Biddeford Pool.....MAINE!
WhoooooHooooo....Finally Maine!!!
Our excitement grew as we pulled in to secure Doc's Holiday at a mooring at Biddeford Pool. This is not true down east Maine yet, (true down east Maine is almost anywhere north of Portland, Me) but it's beginning to look like it. The launch picked us up and we anxiously headed to the bustling metropolis of down town Biddeford Pool....one combination takeout restaurant and general store...and a post office. We walked Spencer a couple of miles, and admired the New England Style houses, then stopped at the takeout for our first feed of full bellied deep fried clams and lobster roll. Beth really enjoyed her favourite food, clams but I was disappointed in the tasteless lobster roll. I thought to myself, "Man, the women on Campobello could teach these people a thing or two about cooking!"
Biddeford Pool Anchorage
We only travelled a short distance because like it says on the Maine licence plate,"Maine, the way life should be" we wanted to slow down. We knew now we would be home in time for International Festival...this is a celebration between Calais, Me and St. Stephen , New Brunswick and is "homecoming" for those of us who moved away.
As well, my XM satellite weather system showed an impending front giving the strong possibility of thunder showers, coming in from Montreal. We watched the system approach. Rain and thick black heavy clouds appeared. The boat leaned into the rapidly increasing wind than....the fury of nature! Multiple thick fingers of lightning lite up the sky. The wind whipped the boat from side to side and I saw the wind speed indicator shoot up to 45 as the boat strained at it's mooring line. Within 20 minutes it was over. We watched as the storm passed off to our east with a spectacular display of black clouds and lightning. As Spencer stopped shaking and was calming down....the fireworks started. Yes, it was the 4th of July and from our anchorage we could see the fireworks displays all the way up the coast to Portland. We had fireworks nearby, and in the distance, 300 degrees around us but they didn't compare to natures firework still going on in the other 60 degrees. Anyone who couldn't be thrilled by this, is in a premorbid condition and has no adrenalin left in their glands!
Sitting here with a steaming cup of hot coffee, I watch as the morning sun washes the darkness of night off the the surrounding houses and nearby boats. "Almost home!" I thought to myself. "Can I slow down now? After years of rushing to maintain a smooth flowing operating room schedule to keep surgeons and patients safe and happy, endless before and after hour meetings to keep our business running smoothly, quality assurance committee meetings and medical executive committee meetings to keep the hospitals running smoothly, playing and partying just as hard on the limited time off (because I worked hard...and damn it I deserve it, attitude!)... should I slow down? Could I slow down? If not now, when?
Waiting for fog to lift.
Socked In .... Getting Worse.
We had a leisurely breakfast on the boat, of bacon, eggs, home fries and coffee while we waited for the breathing fog to burn off. They are several different fogs in Maine according to the locals: ground mist, morning fog, black fog, fog so thick you can shovel it, pea soup fog, and what they call a breathing fog. (comes in and goes out;comes back in and goes out, repeatedly!) A breathing fog is what we had. Just the fact that they have so many names for fog tells you something about cruising in Maine. There are at least two things you are going to have to deal with; fog and LOBSTER TRAPS!
The lobster traps are everywhere! We have seen them sparsely placed in 180 feet of water, and so thick near shore, that you could practically walk on the floats in to shore! What is particularly frustrating is they are placed right in the navigation channels. In Portsmouth, at the Wentworth Marina, there are several placed in the middle of the entrance to the mooring field. One boat owner had to tell a waterman to move the trap from behind his boat slip because he didn't have enough room to pull his boat out of his slip...in his home marina! I understand that the lobstermen get upset if a boat propeller cuts their line, it costs them money to repair the trap and they lose the income, but that is minor to the cost of repairing a prop or the danger of having to dive( in very cold water) under the boat to cut a line off of a tangled prop.
As the fog was lifting, I rechecked my engine water intake repair. Assured that the hose was not leaking, we fired up the engines and slowly navigated our way out through the mine field of lobster pots and headed north. Destination, only 30 miles away....Biddeford Pool.....MAINE!
WhoooooHooooo....Finally Maine!!!
Our excitement grew as we pulled in to secure Doc's Holiday at a mooring at Biddeford Pool. This is not true down east Maine yet, (true down east Maine is almost anywhere north of Portland, Me) but it's beginning to look like it. The launch picked us up and we anxiously headed to the bustling metropolis of down town Biddeford Pool....one combination takeout restaurant and general store...and a post office. We walked Spencer a couple of miles, and admired the New England Style houses, then stopped at the takeout for our first feed of full bellied deep fried clams and lobster roll. Beth really enjoyed her favourite food, clams but I was disappointed in the tasteless lobster roll. I thought to myself, "Man, the women on Campobello could teach these people a thing or two about cooking!"
Biddeford Pool Anchorage
We only travelled a short distance because like it says on the Maine licence plate,"Maine, the way life should be" we wanted to slow down. We knew now we would be home in time for International Festival...this is a celebration between Calais, Me and St. Stephen , New Brunswick and is "homecoming" for those of us who moved away.
As well, my XM satellite weather system showed an impending front giving the strong possibility of thunder showers, coming in from Montreal. We watched the system approach. Rain and thick black heavy clouds appeared. The boat leaned into the rapidly increasing wind than....the fury of nature! Multiple thick fingers of lightning lite up the sky. The wind whipped the boat from side to side and I saw the wind speed indicator shoot up to 45 as the boat strained at it's mooring line. Within 20 minutes it was over. We watched as the storm passed off to our east with a spectacular display of black clouds and lightning. As Spencer stopped shaking and was calming down....the fireworks started. Yes, it was the 4th of July and from our anchorage we could see the fireworks displays all the way up the coast to Portland. We had fireworks nearby, and in the distance, 300 degrees around us but they didn't compare to natures firework still going on in the other 60 degrees. Anyone who couldn't be thrilled by this, is in a premorbid condition and has no adrenalin left in their glands!
Sitting here with a steaming cup of hot coffee, I watch as the morning sun washes the darkness of night off the the surrounding houses and nearby boats. "Almost home!" I thought to myself. "Can I slow down now? After years of rushing to maintain a smooth flowing operating room schedule to keep surgeons and patients safe and happy, endless before and after hour meetings to keep our business running smoothly, quality assurance committee meetings and medical executive committee meetings to keep the hospitals running smoothly, playing and partying just as hard on the limited time off (because I worked hard...and damn it I deserve it, attitude!)... should I slow down? Could I slow down? If not now, when?
Indy Transponder 05-JUL-2012 1045z
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from General Aviation News by Janice Wood | Aviation Exploring Post 107 recently sponsored the first Mid-Jersey Spot Landing contest. Open to all pilots of Central New Jersey Airports, the event drew contestants from Solberg-Hunterdon, Central Jersey, Lincoln Park and Somerset Airports. Contestants ranged from 17-year-old, newly minted pilots to pilots with years of experience. The winner, Kyle Coulson, is a sophomore at
Sonic Booms Raise Concern, Cause Damage from AVwebFlash Current Issue | The Brazilian air force has offered to pay for damage to that country's Supreme Court building and the U.S. Navy has offered an explanation to San Diego residents after two separate supersonic incidents since last Friday. Residents across at least 40 miles of coastal communities near San Diego experienced a two- to three-second rumble Friday at approximately 12:45 p.m. that shook windows and raised concerns after local Marine bases and the Navy initially denied responsibility. The Navy later revealed that two F/A-18s had gone supersonic some 35 miles off the coast as part of a "family day" ahead of July 4 celebrations. Monday in Brazil, two Mirage 2000 jets participating in a national flag exchange ceremony buzzed the country's Supreme Court building at low altitude and high speed. The flight shattered the building's three-story tall glass facade. Video of both events after the jump.
Downed Turkish Plane and Dead Pilots Found With Aid of Titanic Explorer - New York Times | ISTANBUL — Aided by the American undersea explorer who found the Titanic, rescue teams from Turkey on Wednesday located the wreckage of an unarmed Turkish jet downed in the Mediterranean by Syrian gunners nearly two weeks ago, with the bodies of the ...
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