Don White wrote:
"Reginald P. Smithers III, Esq." wrote in message
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Don White wrote:
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Wayne.B wrote:
Arguably one of the most beautiful bodies of water in the world:

http://share.findmespot.com/shared/faces/viewspots.jsp?glId=0utTAiadygIUkT4LIXeoYfKADAn2Dkz os
Well, I am so stupid, at first I thought that was a map of the west
coast of Florida, and I am going, well it looks like he is boating to
me.

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Reginald P. Smithers III, Esq.



You'd better stick to small shallow lakes...where you can't get lost.
Don,

Not only have I lived on 3 continents. I have been boating and sailing
all over, including lakes smaller than Lanier, all the Great Lakes, except
for Superior, the Atlantic and the Caribbean. While I have done out on
charter boats in the Pacific, I have never been at the helm when boating
in the Pacific. I actually have been boating up and down the coast of
NS, we went out about 100 miles off the coast of NS, sailing from Sidney
to Halifax. I found Halifax to be a quaint town, nice downtown tourist
area, very clean, and the people were very polite and helpful. I would
guess either your online persona has nothing to do with the way you behave
in the real world, or you are a social outcast in Halifax. If I had to
bet, I would go with social outcast.

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Reginald P. Smithers III, Esq.

Hee hee... better find someone like Looneytunes to buy your bull
When I posted some local pictures last year, you commented that you like to
see photos of areas you haven't been to.
plus...why would anyone go one hundred miles offshore when sailing from
Sydney to Halifax?
I'm trying to decide if you sound more like the old Skipper..... or that
Teabag character on the recent 'Prison Break series.



Guess again, I spent a week in Halifax Harbor. The only pictures I
remember you publishing was of you on a lake, but I don't remember
making any comment about the pictures at all.

I moored at a private facility that had buoy's located in a Southern
Finger of the Harbor (or at least it seemed to be south). It was
devoted to pleasure boating, versus commercial ships. The water taxi
(it was blue, with red seats and white trim, would pick us up, and drop
us off at a the service area. I am pretty sure the water taxi was
included in the buoy fees, but we would tip the guy. A large white
metal service building with a fairly large boat lift. It looked like it
could service a 25 ft. sailboat without dropping the mast. There were a
number of sailors who raced in the Wed. Night Beer Can races who kept
their boat there, but they were the smaller J-22 type boats. It was in
June, and the Beer Can Races had not even started yet. They were all
out their getting their boats ready. Next door, was an old fancy
yachting club that looked like it was built 100 yrs ago, yet was in
fairly good shape. They had decent meals at reasonable prices, but it
had a very "old money" look to it. Out back of the Yacht club, they had
a small swimming pool, but it really did not look like it had been used
in years and was in bad shape. Most of the people eating in the
restaurant were old as dirt, and I doubt if they had been sailing in
decades. The yacht club was hosting a big regatta and was selling
T-Shirts a few weeks before the regatta, which surprised me. I think
it was the Marblehead to Halifax Race, but I could be wrong. The
General Managers office was on the 2nd floor, the stairs were against
the far wall, closest to the harbor, and looked like a combination
office and storage space. She was sorting out the tshirts by size and
double checking the order. It was hard to believe that the GM was doing
such simple work, it seemed like a poor utilization of talent. We
walked about a mile to 1.5 miles towards town to buy some boating
supplies from an independent marine supply house to buy some electronic
equipment. Our depth finder was giving us crazy readings. It was a
fairly small shop, not much bigger than a small convenience store, but
he could order the supplies and get them in a few days.

When we took a taxi to downtown, they had the normal restaurants on the
harbor, but they had recently closed off a number of streets in the
downtown area so it would be like a large mall. I talked to some
locals who said I had to come back for a "pub crawl", where a group of
people would stumble from one bar to the next all night long. It seems
like your son is not the only person in Halifax who enjoys getting loaded.

From memory, the reason we took such a long leg to get from Sydney to
Halifax had to do with a combination of the wind direction and some bad
reef you have in between Sydney to Halifax. Instead of beating into
the wind, and making frequent tacks, and getting into the reef's, we
just made it one long leg to avoid some place the harbor master in
Sydney warned us about. I remember a large rock outcropping that he
told us to stay clear of, but the real danger was the shallow rocks
that surrounded the area. I thought it was funny, the harbor master
referred to it as "The Graveyard of the Atlantic", but I had always
heard the area off of the Outer Banks to be called the Graveyard of the
Atlantic. I thought it was a Canadian trying to impress us. I can
remember your TINY dolphins riding out bow wave, about half the size of
the dolphins I was used to. I commented this to one of the locals and
he jokingly said, OOHHHHH yeah, everything is bigger in the US.

So as with most things, you are wrong.


Reginald P. Smithers III, Esq.

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