Happy Independence Day!
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Wednesday, July 6, 2011
4th of July
After spending most of Sunday, the 3rd of July, working on removing the balance of an old bulkhead and beginning to fit a new one in its place, I cleaned up a bit and went to town to catch some of the celebration going on at the Isthmus here on Catalina. I struck up a conversation with a fellow sitting next to me on the deck and found much common ground to chat about as several hours passed quite pleasantly. He had come here with a friend who didn’t have the patience to have a leisurely cruise out, but instead had to have the pedal to the metal in one of those big fast gas guzzlers. Pat had sailed a couple of times previously in some beer can races, liked the quiet of sailing and envied the slow paced lifestyle I am presently enjoying. He expressed a desire to try a relaxing cruise and since we seemed to enjoy each other’s company, I invited him to call me anytime he had a week or so of time from work and join me and Minerva for a week of sailing, diving, etc. out at one of the Channel Islands, which he eagerly accepted. As dusk fell, a DJ set up and began playing some good ole rock & roll and several patriotic numbers in time with the exploding rockets that blossomed over the harbor. After the finale, the crowd returned to the deck, dancing ensued and all had a great time. The evening began getting late and the younger crowd took over the music, so I took the opportunity to head toward home and ran across three young marines, on leave and camping out here, fishing from the dock where my dink was patiently waiting for my return. They shared their bottle of refreshment with me as we chatted and they fished. They were very serious about getting some fish as they had come out with no provisions, depending upon the graciousness of the sea to give up some of her bounty, but they were still awaiting their dinner. After a bit of time passed with no offers from fish interested in feeding them, I invited them aboard Minerva where they might have better luck getting something more than bait on their hooks. Once aboard, they did indeed catch a couple of keepers as we kept the pace of the party moving on toward dawn. Sometime in the wee hours before they left, they did me the honor of helping raise Old Glory upon Minerva’s flag halyard. The morning of the 4th of July broke fine and clear, with a crisp new Stars and Stripes, raised by US Marines, snapping briskly overhead.