Hello, I'm Henry.  

Welcome aboard my blog's home. 

If you come along with me, you'll become acquainted with my motley mates and faithful crew:

Experiences, Sightings, Observations, Impressions, Ideas, Reflections, Remembrances, Insights and Commentary.

They, after all, have accompanied me for as long as I can recall. Their tenure has helped me turn my tiller, fill my sails, and transport me over seas to distant lands. Maybe if you take the time to get to know them, a few will do the same for you.

Click this way and scroll along if you please...Enjoy your stay.   

Par "Fore" the Course

Par "Fore" the Course

Sophie's tee - Atop a pint-size half-filled water bottle centered on a wooden workboard laying flat on the bottom side of an empty red water bucket positioned on an undulating mesh trampoline on the bow of the 40' catamaran Mystique  pointing towards a 10-12 knot southeasterly breeze while floating  on an ebbing tide as frequent waves from jet skiers and booze cruisers passed by.

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Off 100 yards to port a dogleg belonged to an often-abandoned barking mutt living on a cabin cruiser motorboat.  Closer to our left, another anchored 16-foot floating craft with approximately 17 barely-clad bathers crowded around their stereo blaring jungle rhythms. It was late Friday afternoon! And 200 yards to starboard lay two two-masted ketches with a thick stand of shore pines and mangroves created a distant target around our driving range. While fairway was waterway, while hole position was whole anchorage.  No sand traps, bunkers or alligator ponds, there was no out of bounds!  Sophie sank every shot without ever using her putter!

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In the lead by more than 14 strokes, Sophie approached her next tee. Clearly, she had no competition; she had left her field way behind. Pau on the other hand had brought her field of vision closer into play. All of a sudden a few shots here and there, Pau suddenly sat atop the leaderboard. Poised and confident, she readied herself for Sophie's next shot and, of course, her own.

This was no tour event for Sophie. And this event carried no competitive and obsessive gamesmanship.No money or big payday on the line. This was no pay day for Pau either. The best each could gain from their efforts was some professional exposure for two young women beginning their careers.  The driving force behind this effort was pure fun. It was Friday evening after all.   

Before we knew it, the day was done; Sophie had taken numerous swings while Pau had taken many shots.  Every shot both women took soared above the field of play.  No one had kept score; every ball Sophie hit was a hole in one. What really counted was by the day's end both had made it through to the next round of their respective careers. It was clear both talented women would make many future cuts. 

 Mystique played host to a Sophie / Pau Tee Party

Mystique played host to a Sophie / Pau Tee Party

Before we knew it, the day was done; Sophie had taken numerous swings while Pau had taken many shots.  No one had kept score; every ball Sophie hit was a hole in one. Every shot both took soared above the field of play.  What really counted was the next day's end both had made it through to the next round where their respective careers would make many cuts. But this late afternoon belonged to the drivers - Sophia and Paola would

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 Parting shot?

Parting shot?

Outgrowing Ourselves

Outgrowing Ourselves

Mother, Daughter and Grand Daughters

Mother, Daughter and Grand Daughters