Saturday, November 30, 2013

"Aren't you scared?"

Ok so I guess this might be one of my first controversial kind of rant posts. I've tried to sprinkle some of my personal thoughts into posts in the past.  We are almost ready to hit the road again and a lot has come to mind.  Especially when seeing the links posted below...

The first question most people ask us about sailing through Mexico is "Aren't you scared of violence, drug cartels, and pirates?" When we look at them puzzled, after having an instant flash back of a happy moment in paradise, and say "no, not at all".

I would like to confirm that I am completely proud to be an American before I share these bits of American stupidity and violence to those who are "scared" to travel to 3rd world countries, let alone out of their everyday "comfort-zone".  Where the majority of civilians live peacefully and consciously of their family's simple means of survival, while also helping their small community and neighbors along the way.  Where people grow, gather, and hunt/fish for their own meals.  Where people adapt to the climate and the outdoors because they are mammals that need to survive.  Where stores consist of a simple market with ONE option of each necessity.  Where if you don't dwell on the dramatic negatives of violent people, keep your nose out of their business, you should be safe.  I feel that when people live like this, it makes them more conscious of SURVIVAL...  Is that not Humans ultimate goal here on Planet Earth?  I find that these "scary" people are immediate to lend a hand, a meal, a beer, some water, or even encouragement to strangers.

Personally I think that a dark alley way in any US city in the middle of the night is MORE dangerous than anywhere that we have wandered through in our travels. But now, just being an innocent by-stander seems equally as sketchy.  Be safe, have fun, wise-up, keep it clean, re-use shit.  While you're with your family and friends this holiday season, it's nice to have conversations about the world around us.  Please try to MAKE people's gifts with your hands, purchase USED items that are perfectly fine to RE-USE, don't compulsively by something for someone because "you think they'd like it" and it's "a good deal".

Being back here in America this summer, it was a drastic comparison and culture shock.  I am not saying that everyone in America is a poor sport about life. Again, I am proud to be an American.  Even if you don't "watch the News" it's still pumped into your brain here more than you could ever imagine.  Being out on the open water in a desolate area of a "not so fortunate" country I had zero influence of this.  It wasn't until us coming back to our "more fortunate" country that we were bombarded with information on murders, kidnappings, shootings, bombings, and robberies.  It's just when you see the way "others" view "us" from the outside looking in..."we" need to wake up and smell the dog shit that's lying all around us.  It can't be hidden forever by shoving a cell phone in your face, a high definition reality show, blaming "the Government", or by following someone else's drama.

Here's just a few examples of disgusting links that I found during ONE cup of morning coffee in America...enjoy.

Link 1
Link 2
Link 3
Link 4

I suggest working hard, saving your money in cash form, and traveling to places you may think aren't "safe". Isn't that how America was formed? Use your ancestors guts and get out there, you'd be surprised at what's really going on.

local water purification. 
extremely cheap, local job, family run.
 my mother and father admit that it tastes better than American premium bottled water.

clean neighborhoods. 
HAND swept. each person just sweeps their portion of the side-walk, drive-way, and street.
i DID find bullet holes in cement walls in this town.

out of gas. 
getting a ride with three complete and foreign strange men through marijuana green houses.
i'm still here typing this aren't i?

they do have cell phones, electricity, tv...

wandering foreign junk yards for boat and motor parts.

Chuy (chewey) who most would have thought would have been a homeless man.  He helped us prepare our boat for the worst of sailing conditions, mapped out secret hazards on our charts, and blessed us with his giving charm.  In return we gave him useful things for his family and had him enjoy lunch with us.

Posada Bob fully opened his doors to us.  Multiple meals at his home, rides into town, he even bought us an SUV's trunk full of groceries!

I do carry a knife "just incase" at all times.  Thus far in my travels, I've only had to use it as a tool.  Guns are an awful idea to carry international, so no we do not have guns on our boat.  We do have protection from burglars and animals alike.

If you find this post RUDE or opinionated, then buy me a beer and we can chat it out.  I have an open mind.

I would like to, once again, thank ALL of our friends and family, near and far, that support us through our travels; along with everyone we have met along the way. We would not be out here bouncing around the world with out their continued love and support.  I hope this post does not touch people in a negative way, but just prove that we are confident in our safety.  Honestly our answer to the "Aren't you scared" question is... "Yes, we are scared of the unpredictable weather and the strength of the Sea."

Sunday, November 24, 2013

Outer Banks, NC - Oct/Nov

October and November here on the Outer Banks is most locals favorite time of the year.  The Millions of tourists thin out.  Luckily we scored an Indian Summer as well.  Not up until a couple weeks ago the water temperature was in the 70s.  We spent the past 2 months still working full time.  Claire and I helped my Mother with her Outer Banks Patrons of the Arts concert.  My sister Christina's birthday was on October 23rd and we had a party for her at my parent's house with dinner, friends, and family.  Claire, Piña, and I said farewell to Jane's cottage in Nags Head.  We spent a few weeks staying between both of our parents house and now we are living with my brother-in-law Johnny and sister Christina in Currituck.  They're border-line newly weds with an awesome new house that they so graciously opened up to us.  Growing up here on this island, it seems so distant just a couple miles over the bridge onto the mainland.  November 11th was our official last day of work.  We've stayed a month longer than we had originally planned.  But we know our plans are never set in stone and will always change as we progress on our goals.  The busy season is over here, our money has been saved up, we are anxious to start heading back towards our little ship that we call home.

local crab slough oysters 
best served on a saltine with a drop of hot sauce. 
these living little guys are a natural occurring sweet treat in our local oysters 

friends and family over at the Holmes' for an early season oyster roast


we didn't get hit by any hurricanes this year. but we are known for picking up the swells from any distant pulse and this time of the year is best. tourists leave, local kids go back to school, winds calm down and are more predictable.  We really did get lucky with the weather this summer.  It's just now time for a wetsuit, which means it's time for us to leave soon!




180º panoramic 
left is the western sound-side of the island
right is the atlantic ocean

skillet seared quail,
wilted turnip tops,
roasted duck demi glace
pine nuts & black truffle pecorino
An App special I made one evening at Roadside

local trout and puppy drum on the menu

my sister is in charge of Receptions for Outer Banks Patrons of the Arts.  
She did a fabulous job catering for their concert with saxophonist Ashu.

daddy long leg


piña loves her baths

she's as ready as we are to go home

Prince Edward Island mussels,
white wine, saffron, butter broth
pimento cheese crostinis
Another App special I did one night at Roadside