"never in a million years..."that is usually how i start my toast after several drinks aboard the SV Puanani. While sitting in the cockpit with uncle Mark and uncle Rob, i try to articulate whats on my mind through a slightly intoxicated filter. The overall message hidden in the drunken slurs is the great respect and love i have for these two gentlemen. It also includes the gratitude and honor i have to be invited on this voyage and a be a part of the puanani crew.

About two days late but definatly not diluted...a perfect segway into whats really on my mind...being thankful and having gratitude. With all this time to reflect on everything in the circus between my ears, clarity becomes easier to achieve. A rare commodity for me in recent months. The faces of my loved ones come to the forefront when the dust settles in my mind. If thankfulness were a tangable thing i would deliver it by the truckloads to each and every one of them, but its not. What is real and what they really deserve is my gratitude. An easily misused pair, thankfulness and gratitude, thankfulness a feeling and gratitude an action. How i will show my gratitiude is still not clear...a lasting solution is in tne works