..."to the vagrant gypsy's life"... WHERED THE SUMMER GO?

She forgot to mention that we came upon two German U-Boot sailors that didnt know the war was over. They were holed up off Great Heron Island

You should have sold them your coffee.

and what, pray tell , would they have paid us in?
They refused a lift to MAtinicus so they are probably still there . They were quite old.

They probably had some loose gold fillings in their teeth. What's a gramme of gold to a tin cup of Starbucks?

Glad to see you back, fman. Didn't read what happened.... glad you're ok.

Thanks, we passed by the CApe like a flash on the way North. We stopped briefly at The "Hole" . There were two big beqmy RV's heading south for the South ATlantic and further. We tooted em out and viited some friends and then took off.
The trip was actually very pleasant . The cap is not one of these tyrant seadogs . He liked to sightsee as well as any of us. We were following a small pod of whales around Grand Manaan and we rqn into big RV that was heading south into Fundy . I got some pix and I will bunch them together when I see which ones my wife or I have left. (I lost my camera overboard) but Had my "Rebel" nd several fresh Sandiscs

Not necessarily a marine life poem but he gets the idea. Borrowed with permission from the Pygmy kayak crew" website

Cheer up fm.