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s/v Kaimu Wharram Catamaran

Vessel Name: Kaimu
Vessel Make/Model: Wharram Custom
Hailing Port: Norwalk, CT
Crew: Andy and the Kaimu Crew
About: Sailors in the Baltimore, Annapolis, DC area.
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Recent Blog Posts
03 December 2022 | St. Marys, GA

Bugs Bug Me

It’s Thanksgiving hangover time and also time to make the annual mention about those who finally decide to off themselves thanks to the holiday vibe. It seems during the holidays some can’t take it anymore and decide to end it. Unfortunately these days they also decide to end it for others, some [...]

24 November 2022 | St. Marys, GA

Goodbye Helicopter Dave

I had agreed to help Geoff, the chemist, prep veggies for the St Marys Thanksgiving Feast for Cruising Sailors, held annually at Thanksgiving Day. I biked to his waterfront home and we got to work. 5 lbs of carrots were julienned and parboiled. A bag of shallots was peeled and minced. Geoff sauteed [...]

21 November 2022 | St. Marys, GA

Untitled

I promise not to write too much about NFL football. Not this time though.

12 November 2022 | St. Marys, GA

Cream of Chicken Mushroom Florentine Soup

I unloaded the rental car and the next day drove it to the Jacksonville airport to return it. Geoff, the chemist, picked me up in his beater car, a Hyundai. It has 273,000 miles on it. I said don’t wash it, it might fall apart if you dissolve the rust.

08 November 2022 | St. Marys, GA

Tropical Storm Nicole

The gloomy weather was broken now and then by a day with some sunshine. It is chilly in the mornings and it has rained quite a bit. On a good afternoon I could get my shopping done or go to the Legion for supper. Now I appreciate a ride more than before, as night falls, the thermometer does also, [...]

27 October 2022 | Somers Cove Marina, Crisfield, MD

Shrimp Malbec

I texted that this year seems to be a lot about troubles. It seems everyone I know has faced difficult times with illness, death, and a feeling of being overwhelmed by it all. Crisfield seems to have taken a step backwards, or continuing its decline in population and business. The town that has nothing [...]

Bugs Bug Me

03 December 2022 | St. Marys, GA
Cap'n Chef Andy | mild
It’s Thanksgiving hangover time and also time to make the annual mention about those who finally decide to off themselves thanks to the holiday vibe. It seems during the holidays some can’t take it anymore and decide to end it. Unfortunately these days they also decide to end it for others, some who have no relation at all to the perpetrator. A recent mass shooting prompted a newsperson to say it was the six hundredth and change such shooting. Astonishing.
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I am amidst a population with individuals who are proud of their collection of guns. I’d like to insult someone without them blowing me away. We can’t even agree to disagree. A gun is just a lethal object. It’s the individual who picks it up and pulls the trigger. There is something nonhuman about pointing a loaded weapon at someone and pulling the trigger. Oh, but we need the weapons to protect our homes. Some need to wear them in public, called open carry. If you wanted to shut down society, then let some carry loaded weapons on their hip for all to see. It’s my right under the constitution, the founding fathers. I need it on my hip to shop at Walmart. Don’t try to stop me.
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The breakdown in society is taking place right before our eyes. NYC becomes RIO. The weapon bearers control the streets.
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A brief note on the NY Jets football team: Backup quarterback was given the starting role and played a magnificent game, throwing for over 300 yards and 3 touchdowns. Of course the Jets won the game over the Chicago Bears.
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News from Hawaii includes the massive Mauna Loa volcano erupting for the first time in 40 years. I was on the phone with family just last night, so this is fresh news. The Hawaiian Volcano Observatory has an excellent website with web cams on the rim of the caldera, it’s US Geological Service, your tax dollars at work. The last time Mauna Loa erupted it threatened the capitol city of Hilo. Residents of Kailua-Kona will also be on alert.
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I was on the Pandemic Communal Porch watching yet another viral YouTube video about the NY Jets, but Big Dave fired up his big diesel truck and slowly turned it toward me. I was watching the Jake Asman show about the benching of Jet’s quarterback Zach Wilson and the ascendancy of his backup, Mike White, but I needed wine and bread, so I ran up to the truck and said let me get my wallet. Then we took off.
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We were going to Holt Electric that specializes in armatures, motors, alternators, generators, and having heard about it, I wanted to see it. It was “old school”, lots of bins, shelves, old motors, generators, some sitting there with no tags on them, others ready to be picked up. The hours on the sign said 8:30 to 4:30, but on the door was 9:30 to 3:00, banker’s hours.
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On the way back we stopped at Best Buy and my need was an HDMI cable for audio to a sound bar I had purchased for my cheapo TV set that had terrible sound quality. This was a Black Friday deal, audio cable not included. My research indicated the cable should cost about ten bucks or even less. At the store the HDMI cables were way more expensive. There was an optical audio cable, open box item, and it was hanging on a display that had a $6.67 price. After waiting in line for a long time the clerk said “19.99” and when I protested, he said he couldn’t sell it cheaper. I said keep it.
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Dave suggested we go to the next door Walmart where I purchased an HDMI cable for $6.53. I also purchased a couple bottles of Barefoot Pinot Noir, which I recommend. David had a Black Box box of malbec, which is also good. We returned to St. Marys and the Southern River Walk restaurant. We ordered the house pinot noir at the happy hour price of $3.50 a glass, then later the upscale pinot noir at $9.00 a glass. Not that much better.
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I do not like brioche buns and this restaurant has them for all of its sandwiches except for the BLT, which comes on Texas Toast. Big Dave is from Texas. I had had the burger on Texas Toast instead of brioche bun previously and I wanted to try something without the Texas Toast oily greasy butter. It was not that bad, but I asked what the Philly Cheesesteak came on, and it was described as a sub roll, so I asked for the burger to be cut in half and served on the sub roll. They complied and it was very nice. The wait staff asked how it was and I said it should be on the menu.
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The next day I had symptoms of a head cold and took a covid test, negative. I felt bad. It was a cold this time, not a hangover. Instead of a nice warm day with sunshine and maybe getting more work done, it was a day of aches and sniffles. I was able to repair my favorite prep knife that had somehow lost its point. I trimmed it with the angle grinder with a cut off wheel, but this was slow going. I reinflated the dinghy and did a few other low impact chores. Tomorrow would bring a strong cold front with a lot of rain and wind. I had been planning on putting things away, but I was not up to the task. I would have the morning, maybe, to get everything under cover.
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The next day Komputer Ken texted me about going shopping, but I wasn’t sure I would be able to do that. I had no appetite, so it was just some coffee, and I joined Ken and Doc, of Doc’s Chop Shop, up to Harbor Freight, Hog and Bones for lunch, Walmart, and then the wind and rain hit. Indeed, this was a strong cold front that had ravaged the Mississippi valley, Alabama, and came here depleted, just rain, not much wind, no tornadoes. Back in the boatyard I remained in the car while the storm blew itself out, or in this case, rained itself out. It was over in about 30-40 minutes.
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In my shopping I gathered ingredients for Beef Bourguignon. I was not up to making it for dinner, put it away in the fridge.
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Beef Bourguignon is a standby recipe, something that is easy to concoct and respected by gourmets. It can consist of a simple beef and mirepoix recipe or be expanded into a stew with potatoes, etc. The main gist of it is to brown the beef and then stew it for about 2 hours. It is possible to make it in less time and maybe equally as good. This requires beef that is not overly tough, so something like a NY strip roast is a good candidate. The beef is seared and set aside while the other ingredients cook. The mirepoix with thyme needs to cook for a while to get the flavors to cooperate. The traditional method uses any piece of beef, the extended cooking time reduces it to fork tender. This time we are using a chuck roast.
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It’s strange that my shopping list had ingredients for Chicken Cacciatorre. This is another recipe that is easily concocted and almost always pleases the customers. I can make it next time.
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I couldn’t wait to have a peanut butter sandwich. My cold symptoms were coming and going. I had pinot noir with the sandwich, a good combination. I wondered if the wine would work OK with the beef. Normally I use a cabernet.
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I received an email from the manufacturer of the sound bar that I purchased from Amazon on Black Friday. It turns out the unit comes with a supplied optical cable. The fiasco in Best (Worst) Buy, when they wanted to charge me about 20 bucks for an open box optical cable seems hilarious. The HDMI cable I got at Walmart might be redundant.
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I used the Optima oven to make the beef bourguignon. I let it roast for 3 hours. It made enough for 4 lunch sized servings. I was still feeling ill, so didn’t have any. It will be better the next day anyway. I didn’t offer it to anyone else, didn’t want to be known as Typhoid Andy.
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We were having sunny days except for the cold front that came through and the batteries were coming back up to 100%. The charge controller then showed the solar panel voltage as 14, which would probably mean the panel circuit was open and the charge controller was showing the battery voltage. It was an easy problem to fix, a butt connector was very warm which indicated a bad connection, maybe corrosion. I opened the connection and cleaned the wire, reconnected and panel voltage jumped back up to over 40 volts.
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The sound bar installation was a snap, but it took a while to realize the red power light didn’t indicate the unit was on, it indicated the power was off. The manufacturer is Wohome. The difference in sound quality is significant. I used the supplied optical cable. If I used the HDMI cable I could have control of the sound bar from the TV set’s remote, but I don’t like that remote.
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The image is from saatchiart.com and is titled Bugs in Space, by Thiyden Padiachey of the US. It is available for purchase.

Goodbye Helicopter Dave

24 November 2022 | St. Marys, GA
Cap'n Chef Andy | Gloomy
I had agreed to help Geoff, the chemist, prep veggies for the St Marys Thanksgiving Feast for Cruising Sailors, held annually at Thanksgiving Day. I biked to his waterfront home and we got to work. 5 lbs of carrots were julienned and parboiled. A bag of shallots was peeled and minced. Geoff sauteed a huge bunch of green beans, the shallots were caramellized and added, and the result was broiled. The carrots were glazed with brown sugar and roasted. A huge pot of potatoes were boiled till done, then skinned, riced, melted with a pound of butter and whipped with a pint of cream. A huge ham came out of the oven and was sliced into a serving tray. A pot of cranberries and their juices were seasoned on the stove. Geoff had already prepared a pot of gravy and a tray of stuffing.
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That evening we attended an oyster roast at Seagles Saloon. Geoff’s wife, Karen, said she didn’t like oysters. I had a couple of the oysters and ate one. It was very nice. The other looked odd and I didn’t even taste it. Karen said they make shrimp scampi here to die for, so we ordered that while Geoff had a lot of oysters washed down with stout beer. Karen and I had pinot wine, noir for me and grigio for her.
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Karen’s role during this holiday was to ferry sailors from the town to laundry to shop to hardware, she was driving all over town. They both answer their phone “Yacht Club” and provide support and coordination for the event.
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On Thanksgiving Day I received a sad text from Roughrider Lynn. Helicopter Dave had suffered a fatal heart attack up in Virginia. The news spread around the boatyard. It would not be a Happy Thanksgiving for any of us.
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We loaded the hot trays of food into his truck and parked in front of the saloon, the venue for the feast. We carried the food in and soon two lines of tables were covered with food from us and from visiting cruisers who were encouraged to bring side items. Salads, mac and cheese, pies, cakes, fudges, potato dishes, and there even was a spiced squash soup.
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A long line formed outside and I remained inside, anesthesizing my sore hip with wine. A football game was on. I can be very patient in a situation like that. I was guarding Karen’s pocketbook, so I couldn’t leave. Well, I could leave, but I would be in line with a pocketbook. It was stylish and pretty. Need I say more.
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Geoff and Karen came in with laden plates of food, accompanied by Big Dave. I was free to tag onto the end of the line and get my own. The gravy had been depleted, otherwise I had a full plate of Thanksgiving goodies. Geoff uncorked a beaujolais which I tasted. Soon it was gone and a more expensive wine from the medoc region was uncorked. Let’s watch the rest of the game at the house he suggested and we departed with a small tray of leftovers. Very small. Even as we were leaving a cruising boater asked if he could have some, yes, of course, not much left at all.
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It has been a year of troubles. It’s hard to be thankful, but there are others who would be glad to be in our shoes. At least we can make an effort to fight the gloom and the ravages of time with a feast, meet fellow sailors, try to continue to climb up out of the cold social distancing of the pandemic. We have all learned to wash our hands, play keep away, cheer each other up somehow. Now winter is on its way. I have had some bouts of depression and some uplifting moments. It all comes from within ourselves, find your inner peace I say, I have to practice what I preach. Do your best to help others find it, that is what is really rewarding.
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After hearing that Helicopter Dave had died, it seemed to not register, it was shocking, and the elements of grief were there milling around. Grief is fueled by fond memories, the more wonderful, the greater the grief that they are gone.

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21 November 2022 | St. Marys, GA
Cap'n Chef Andy | Mild Fall Weather
I promise not to write too much about NFL football. Not this time though.
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My NY Jets are off this week, but their rivals, the Buffalo Bills were on duty vs the Minnesota Vikings. At the same time the Jacksonville Jaguars were playing and I switched back and forth between the games, both on local TV. The Bills were 6-2 and the Vikings 7-1. If the Bills should lose they would be tied with the Jets in their division, but the Jets have beaten the Bills, so the tie goes to them. As it turned out, the Bills/Vikings game was one of the best this season so far. It was as close as it can get and went into overtime. The Vikings won with a field goal and an interception when the Bills tried to win it with a touchdown. The Jets now lead the Bills in their division, but the Miami Dolphins are leading them both today with their own win.
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I was invited to the gas station restaurant just 2 miles from the boatyard and when I walked into their open air bar the barmaid said hi Andy do you want your Malbec? Yes, I did. Unfortunately it tasted like it was the same bottle I drank from 6 months ago. I was kind of shocked she remembered my name and my wine choice.
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The next evening we went to the Southern River Walk and almost the same thing happened. The barmaid recognized me and her artist partner seemed to also. They didn’t have malbec available, but I ordered pinot noir and lo and behold, I had been searching for this pinot noir most of last Spring. I couldn’t remember where I had tasted it and spent a lot of time trying wines all over the place. This was it. Unfortunately I can’t remember its name even though I asked and the service staff showed me a bottle. Evasive wine.
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After exhaustive research online I ascertained the wine I was looking for was Frontera. It may turn out to be not the right one, but there is no harm in trying some.
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I had, today, a very busy day, holding court on the Pandemic Porch in the boatyard.
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A familiar face was discussing something with the electrician. I knew I knew him but I had forgotten the name. He is in the blog, I searched back, 38 pages of CONTENTS, but before I could find his name he was standing right in front of me. I said I was looking for his name, he said Lou.
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We met and got to work a few years ago when a hurricane was on its way. Lou rowed his beautiful Dyer Dhow dinghy and we brought anchors out to our respective boats, set the anchors, and Lou rowed back. Lou did all the rowing. He is 7 years older than me. Unfortunately he lost his boat a couple years later and he had been searching for a replacement ever since. He now said he had purchased a boat after searching all over the country. He bought a Shamrock 20 PH. This is a center console power boat with an inboard Ford V-8, and the center console is a small pilothouse. It has a range of 400 miles at 40 knots. It looks kind of like a Maine lobster boat. I spent some time helping Lou pump up his trailer tires and inspecting his little work boat. It looks like a work boat but goes like a speedboat.
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Geoff, the chemist, came by on his bicycle and I was glad to see him. He is the chef for the Thanksgiving Feast held annually by the City of St Marys and its yacht club. He is making mashed potatoes, stuffing, roast turkey, and I begged him to let me help out and prep veggies. I am allowed, but Geoff requested a tank of propane for our cooking next week. I have an empty tank that we will bring to Tractor Supply. It was up on deck. I lowered the empty propane container, ready for refill.
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The next day Geoff brought me to fill up the tank and I asked to shop at Publix to look at wine. I found Frontera malbec at less than 8 bucks a magnum. Can it be any good, the reviews said it was a great value.
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I had written about the strange condition of the human race, how we an be so generous and helpful to our fellow humans, but how we can be killers and war against them too. I wondered if it was a result of poor regulation of our generous spiritual nature or something innate that condemns us. Maybe some religion practice would help us be better, but when I looked at religion I was appalled, there is a lot of religious war. A lot of that war is between Christianity and Islam. These religions are both born in the same area of the world and now are together probably the most predominant in the worlds population. If you look at other religious conflicts you have the Hindus, the Buddhists, and more. Maybe these efforts to raise our spiritual beings are up against our real nature, animals that fight.
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The wine was compared with a laughable wine, Australian, with the kangaroo logo, a pinot noir, and I was unable to have that shining light moment, maybe these wines are not that special. I was invited for Mexican dinner and afterwards tried the wines again. Still no shining moment.
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The next day I was unusually perky, my sore hip seemed better, I tore into the pilothouse, the recipient of everything, including some cooking items, a large skillet, spoons, forks, some embedded in the pilothouse sole. I began triage, some to the free pile, some to the trash, some to figure out where to put them. In situations like this it is imperative to carry on in a businesslike fashion and not stop to read things, or for anything else. I picked up a GPS76 device that was covered with filth and I took it to clean. It was sticky. It was a digression. I ended up with stuff out on deck and an invitation to get spaghetti and meatballs, which I had been craving.
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On the way to the spaghetti joint we were stopped in traffic with lots of flashing lights up ahead. Oh no, the spaghetti was off, now we had to improvise. We ended up at a place called Shore to Sea, or Sea to Shore, something like that, and I had been there before. My mental image of nice spaghetti and meatballs was replaced with a distant memory of a bad dinner at this place. It was a while ago. The dinner was OK, but I realized it isn’t the dinner, it’s the companionship. We had a good dinner. I gave an odd tip to the wait staff, $19.97.
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The next day we were going to the restaurant at the corner, the gas station restaurant, but it was packed. We sat in the old outside and decided to go somewhere else, and it ended up we were back at the spaghetti place. I had eaten there years ago, even before I knew about the boatyard, early days, when Kaimu was grounded at Fort Clinch. I remember the place as a sort of ordinary place to eat, but now it was different. I had a nice little salad and spaghetti and meat balls, one of my favorites. I was treated to dinner and didn’t mind adding a bottle of wine at $13 to the bill. I was not the only wino there.
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The Jets did play the Patriots and had a tie game 3-3 going into the final 2 minutes. Then, with 5 seconds left in the game a Jets punt was returned nearly the length of the field for a touchdown. The Jets went from leading the division to last place in the division. All the teams in their division are at least 2 games over .500.
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The image is of a recent sunset viewed from behind the Breezeway in the boatyard.

Cream of Chicken Mushroom Florentine Soup

12 November 2022 | St. Marys, GA
Cap'n Chef Andy | Tropical Storm Aftermath
I unloaded the rental car and the next day drove it to the Jacksonville airport to return it. Geoff, the chemist, picked me up in his beater car, a Hyundai. It has 273,000 miles on it. I said don’t wash it, it might fall apart if you dissolve the rust.
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The forecast is for tropical storm conditions and the wind has been in the 20’s, very cloudy, gusts of wind coming through with a lot of force behind them. I now had to stow all the stuff unpacked from the car in dry places, we are also forecast to get about 3 inches of rain. After stowing items that would remain under the catamaran and under a tarp I took a bike ride through the boatyard to loosen up.
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Next I went up on deck and stowed a couple crates of gear including clean laundry, laptops, notebooks, ballcaps, more bottles of water, small propane tanks for the stove and heater, and the nomadic electric can opener. After researching news of the storm I had a pumpernickel ham and cheese sandwich.
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The research included looking at the weather information from Fort Pierce, the coastal town closest to the storm at this time. On weatherunderground.com there is an option to look at the 10 day forecast. Things like wind strength and direction, air pressure, and any warnings issued for that station. I was able to figure out that it was likely the storm would be out over the Okefenokee Swamp, which is the source of our St Marys River, Thursday night, at high tide. And we are into the lunar full moon tides. If Kaimu gets underway, I will be on board to navigate.
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The track for the storm was heading more West toward the Florida panhandle. That would mean we would get less storm surge here. I pondered how to judge the wind direction, increase or decrease in strength, and how things might change here. Komputer Ken, who I assumed I would never meet again, he having gone up North to live with his brother, was my new neighbor in the boatyard. We both hunkered down in our boats and the storm slowly arrived.
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The next day the wind continued from the East and Southeast. The wind and rain came in rain bands from offshore. The boatyard flooded up to the extent shown in the image. The wind continued to shift toward the South, the rain was intermittent and caught me out once. Ten minutes under shelter and it died again. Back on board I texted Ken about going along with him on his next shopping trip. He replied he needed to do some things with his storage unit lock, did I want to go now?
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We went shopping and talking. The storm was coming and I needed ham and cheese, and eventually bread, get it now. I got ingredients for cream of chicken mushroom soup florentine and a bottle of Barefoot pinot noir. I decided to make the soup right away.
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The florentine in the recipe title refers normally to spinach, but I use kale, stronger flavor, equal nutrients. This is a nutritionally dense recipe. I boiled 6 cups of water in the big stock pot, trimmed the kale from its stems and chopped the leaves, added them to the pot as well as 3 tablespoons of Better Than Buillion roasted chicken flavor. Thyme, ground black pepper, garlic powder, and a diced onion were also added. Meanwhile a sauce pan was melting a stick of butter and four chicken thighs, skinned, were cooked in the butter 10 minutes a side. This was enough to lightly brown them. The chicken thighs were set aside and flour was added to the butter to make a roux. After a few minutes stock from the kale was slowly added to the roux and whisked smooth. Finally the roux was blended into the kale and stock, the chicken thighs were deboned and diced, and added to the soup. The recipe made about 4 dinner portions of the soup.
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The next day I had soup for breakfast.
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I had left a dock cart when I left in the Spring and now it was empty. Someone had dumped all the trash in it onto the ground at my boat. At least they returned the cart. I spent the afternoon picking up trash and brought the cart to the dumpster. Along the way I stopped at the Communal Kitchen, which was once again a huge mess, just like last year when I arrived then. I loaded the kitchen’s garbage pail and a box of trash onto the cart. Someone had been making coffee and using Splenda sweetener. They left a pile of Splenda wrappers and other debris on the kitchen table. I didn’t scrub, just put the trash in the cart, took the cart to the dumpster, unloaded, returned to Kaimu.
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For dinner I sauteed a ham and cheese sandwich on pumpernickel in butter and watched Kojak on local television.

Tropical Storm Nicole

08 November 2022 | St. Marys, GA
Cap'n Chef Andy | Approaching Tropical Storm
The gloomy weather was broken now and then by a day with some sunshine. It is chilly in the mornings and it has rained quite a bit. On a good afternoon I could get my shopping done or go to the Legion for supper. Now I appreciate a ride more than before, as night falls, the thermometer does also, the ride back on a bicycle can be a cold affair. Eve took me to the Legion after I offered to treat her. I think she had a burger and I had the flounder club sandwich. It was good, but across from me was the best cook in town. Let's have chili tomorrow at my place, she said, and so we did.
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My chili spicing is different, I'm looking for more of a mole sauce flavor, Eve likes to spice it up, but this time she toned it down for the other lady artists, some who don't like spicy food. It had a multitude of flavors. I ate 2 or 3 mugfuls while the trick or treaters came to the front door. I got a good look at the costumes while sitting safely in the art studio porch. I could take a break and get more chili or more malbec, I like that wine in general, but this was Barefoot, about $12 a magnum, and well received at the chili table.
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The time to leave Crisfield and drive down to St. Marys was upon me. I had a lot of apprehension. I needed to renew my driver's license and rent a car. Both had to be coordinated, plus I needed to get up to the Salisbury Airport, 30 miles away, to get it underway. I called a local lady who does shopping trips for others with her car and really does anything anyone wants including taking you up to the airport. She is very nice and her business is called Skittlezz, the marina carries her business card.
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In the end I ended up riding with Eve up RT13, with a few errands in Princess Anne, then a fuel up at the gas station next to How Sweet It Is, an eclectic store with all sorts of goodies, they will always be in business. Eve dropped me off at the airport terminal and I went inside right on time. The clerk seemed indifferent, but we made it through the car rental process very smoothly and soon I was outside looking for a Honda CRV. I was expecting a Volkswagen Jetta, the vehicle I got last time, but maybe this is better.
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I've watched too many of the idiot driver videos on YouTube, that mostly frightened me as a cyclist, but now terrified me, as a rental car driver, they are called accidents because when they happen, no one can anticipate what to do. It looks like no matter how far you hang back, someone can jump the median and take you out.
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It took 2 days to pack up my stuff. The CRV has a nice cargo area in back, the rear seats fold down flat. It was now Saturday before Election Day and I was underway at 10AM. The CRV had very confusing dashboard layout. It took me 3 hours to find the controls for a/c and fan. It looked like they only had a cigarette lighter outlet for DC. I decided to not use the phone for highway navigation. I could do that later on if I could find my car adapter in the midst of my stuff.
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I paid cash at the bridge/tunnel and followed signs for Chesapeake, VA. I was hoping to avoid the little toll on the approach to Norfolk. I did not want to go to Norfolk at all. I didn't want to go to Chesapeake either, but I was looking for RT58 which I picked up after taking 64 toward Chesapeake.
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The junction of 58 and I-95 is near Emporia. For some reason it looked like everyone was speeding way over the limit. Maybe the CRV speedometer is off. At one point I was riding along at 90 mph with a group of cars all going the same speed. I didn't want to get a speeding ticket, but I also didn't want to disrupt the flow of traffic.
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The trip took almost exactly 11 hours with only two quick stops for fuel. I was trying to buy fuel at the stations with lowest prices and didn't do too badly. The best fuel price was at my destination in St Marys, $3.11/gal.
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I was glad that the batteries in Kaimu were in full charge and the lights still worked. I was afraid of what I might find on board. Indeed, I was greeted by a family of palmetto bugs that scurried away when the lights came on. I put my bedding up on deck and tried to sleep on the bare bed boards. I kept the lights on. I was very uncomfortable. I get creeped out by cockroaches.
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The next day I was a painful mess and went out to Lowe's to get spray bottles, denatured alcohol, and roach bait, to do battle. But now the roaches were in hiding. I was able to watch a Sunday football game, but not my NY Jets. The Jets score would be shown along with other ongoing games at the bottom of the screen. The local team was on the air, the Jaguars, and I had a lot of sympathy for them. They had gone through a disastrous coaching change and were trying to resurrect themselves. In this game they were huge underdogs, but pulled out a victory. Meanwhile the Jets were on their way to victory although they were forecast as 11 point underdogs against the Buffalo Bills, maybe the best team in football, according to some. The Jets won 20-17 and improved their record to 6-3. Maybe it's playoffs this year.
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I had some apprehension about the boatyard, most of my acquaintances had left, would I have to start all over. Maybe start up Pizza Night again. I ran into Robert who had a van now, his old vehicle had bit the dust. Geoff, the chemist, stopped by on his bicycle and generously offered to pick me up at the airport when I return my rental car. I ran into several others I had met before over the years in the boatyard. Rocky, the owner, manager, and chief crane operator, asked me about my plans going forward. I was unsure what to say. Maybe launch and take the boat South to the Keys. But could I handle a boat 24/7. Did I want to live all winter in a boatyard.
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We are confronted by a late out of season hurricane whose track is predicted to hit the East coast of Florida, then boomerang through the center of the state and exit back out into the Atlantic after running us over, if it follows that track. The image is of that track from weatherunderground.com.

Shrimp Malbec

27 October 2022 | Somers Cove Marina, Crisfield, MD
Cap'n Chef Andy | Gloom, then Sunshine
I texted that this year seems to be a lot about troubles. It seems everyone I know has faced difficult times with illness, death, and a feeling of being overwhelmed by it all. Crisfield seems to have taken a step backwards, or continuing its decline in population and business. The town that has nothing has even less now. But it's not just Crisfield, it seems like the whole world is reeling from troubles.
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It felt like my whole world was going down and I had to do something about it. I shaved, said hello at the showers, shopped for bread and water, then, later, wine, then, later biked to the Legion, out in the chilly air, with the NW wind making me work, I hate that, but it's nice to arrive at your destination, go inside where it's warm, order a warm red wine and commiserate. And on your way back the wind is at your back. I'm especially careful while riding the bike at night in dark clothing at not normal bike speeds. It's like motorcycle riding, you're on your own out there. But the streets here are eerily, (how did that get through), empty, they are damp with some sort of dew or light rain, and I am on my own with my thoughts and ideas, being careful, wary, like a ghetto street rider, hey, that could be a blog post title, but I arrive at the gate to the marina and enter the code.
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When I crashed my bike it was in the marina in conditions similar to now, so I was extremely careful as to how I flew about, fortunately there were no crashes.
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The next day I remembered I had purchased a steak at the grocers. It was a ribeye steak that was marked down due to due date, great, it won't be around for long. I left the steak out to come to room temperature, seasoned it. Later I cut it in half and refrigerated a half. The other half was pan fried in olive oil 2:30 a side, set aside, and red wine cleaned the pan, reduced, and made a nice sauce.
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I left it for the requisite 15 minutes but then sliced it up to make a steak sandwich. The half steak was too much for one sandwich, so I will be forced to have two steak sandwiches.
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The news was that Eve had a fender bender while out of town and would probably be substantially delayed. The year of troubles.
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We had a smart phone messaging issue between two smart phones running the same Samsung Messages. I could receive and send to everyone except the problem phone. We ended up bickering about who was at fault. What I did on my end after going through all and any suggestions by the "experts" on the internet was to install Google Messages and make it my default message app. Then my message got through. Ureka. But then I switched back to Samsung Messages as the default app and those messages got through, too. It turns out he had spam blockage of many phone numbers and I guess somehow my number got in there. If you run into this problem, why not try switching message apps as a test. I do have a problem with those message apps that require facebook login. I stay away from facebook. It looks like they get hacked, my old account got hacked way back when, and they want you to link everything to that, Good Luck.
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Eve returned driving a rental and expecting her giant SUV to be declared "totaled". We had a cook out on her grill and a bonfire. Conditions were perfect for the roaring fire, no wind to blow sparks throughout the neighborhood, and there has been damp weather keeping the combustibles less so.
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The next day was chilly raw rainy windy, and the NY Jets game wasn't on air here. I retreated from the Boater's Lounge back to SUNSPLASH and followed the game audio online while viewing the laughable NFL Gamecast of it. They have that feature so screwed up, the graphic depiction of progress up and down the field is backwards, passes are graphically shown going the wrong way. I understand they might want to put out a terrible free product so that we all go out and sign up for a paid product, like NFL+. Anyway, in this game, a brutal defensive struggle, the Jets won 16-9 but lost their stellar rookie running back, Breece Hall, a front runner for offensive rookie of the year. He is lost for the season. Next up will be the Jets old nemesis, the Patriots.
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The next day was supposed to be nice, but it was another gloomy morning.
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The next next day was supposed to be not gloomy, but it was gloomy.
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OK, it started out gloomy, but I had remnants of Denver Steak and Irish Soda Bread for breakfast. That made all the difference. The night before I was on the phone with Cuddily, who had made the Irish Soda Bread, she needed some analysis and so did I, it feels good when you make someone else feel good, and I texted later, we can bill each other.
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I was pondering what to do with the metal coffee cans that had piled up. They're great for storing loose small items, especially if you paint a label on them, instead of Food Lions Colombian Coffee, but now I had too many of them. I repaired the damaged electric can opener, but these cans were too tough, and I knew the hand held manual can opener couldn't do better. I wanted to cut them up and trash them. I was interrupted by a text from Eve about making a shopping trip to Lowe's, I presume that meant Pocomoke City, maybe the closest civilization to us.
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I was involved with a Wordle tournament online and worked hard to secure a large enough lead that #2 competitor kind of bailed out and the tournament sat with no activity. I wasn't going to do any more unless they did something, so it was like a strange stalemate. But #3 made a move, and I responded, maybe too much again, activity stopped again. I had enough time to shower and put on some sweat pants and a sailing shirt.
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We drove up 413 toward civilization and then took the country road to Pocomoke. fields of harvested corn, baled fields, shorn. Reaped. We ended up going to Lowe's Home Improvement Store for a few items. We did not do the usual, stop at Don's and have some crush drinks, this was a rental car and you don't do anything like that with a rental car. We shopped for ingredients for shrimp scampi and doubled back for wine at the drive through liquor store. She ordered a bottle of something that might be called "Buttercup", or something like that, Chardonnay, while I purchased a magnum of Barefoot Malbec. One bottle was very cold, the other was red and at room temperature.
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It was not awkward with her back at her place. She and I both enjoyed a glass of wine or two, but she was hell bent of prepping stuff for this great meal. I offered to help, but it's like a police situation, she's got a very sharp knife. Maybe I will go work on her TV, though I thought the Amazon Firestick was a dead duck, I would go work on it for my own safety. I did get to see her chop garlic, I retreated to the TV.
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The TV had been put on the floor so she could revamp the cabinets, and the cabinets looked very nice. I put the TV back up on its shelf and looked at the wiring. OK, she just put it down on the floor, all was intact. I found the remotes and tried to get the firestick to respond with either her original remote, or the replacement that I had ordered from online. They didn't look the same and neither worked even though I followed all the advice from the YouTube Experts.
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I was able to somehow get my phone to connect with the firestick using its android app, and I still don't know the details of how it happened. All of a sudden I had control of the firestick and I was surprised that I could find myself watching the Rich Eisen Show, he is a watchable sort. I replenished my wine in the kitchen and observed Eve cooking and on the phone, crooked in her neck. She said she heard something from the living room, did I get it to work, I nodded, and with my replenished wine, returned to find another channel to watch. This was a SailGP event, and it must be old because there is a Japan team in it with Nathan Outerridge in charge of its crew, I love watching this stuff.
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I have to replenish my wine again, it is so good, Barefoot Malbec. But I have counseled others, it all comes from within, you can be way off key from the get go, you have to find your inner peace.
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I think we went outside where she played with her lovely black lab bitch and I sat admiring the trees in the late afternoon light. When we were out shopping she said how the colors in the trees were especially vibrant and now I could see trees with all their bright shiny leaves in that light. I thought about autumn leaves up North, my old days, canoeing down the Battenkill in Vermont with my kids, hills emblazened, trees red orange and gold, Eve was done with the sloppy spitball game with her playful dog.
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She had the whole dinner arranged in her kitchen, the pasta was boiling, the shrimp were done, the salad was getting its dressing, the poor baguette had been halved, stuffed with bruschette, toasted with parmesan on top, the shrimp went into the pasta with chopped parsley, this woman was magic, I should have taken a video, I could carry plates and respond to simple commands.
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Normally a dinner like this is with more participants. It's like I might cook a ham and cheese toasty sandwich for myself, but making food for yourself and one other person is a statement. I understand the sentiment, when you cook for others, the statement you make with your food. This was a personal meal with Miss Kryptonite and Kaptain Andy. Great meal, all the stars lined up for this one. I'm a veteran of other meals at other places, other venues, chefs, cooks, but none of them were artists. She gets a gold star for this one.
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I am going to gain weight.
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I was going to post the photo of this dinner, but I also have a nice shot of the nuclear bonfire of a couple days ago, so I am posting that one.

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