Monday, October 16, 2006

beaufort kayaking

michael fisk, todd hodges and i went kayaking one weekend in sept off the coast of nc near beaufort (pronounced boford not buford thats sc). the first day we got off late and paddled from the harkers island bridge to shackleford banks and camped near a maritime forest with the feral horses. later that evening as the sun is going down we realize that no one brought a flashlight and so the adventure begins.


todd hodges looking tough!!





fisk doing some serious fishing under the harkers island bridge. oh so the residents of harkers island have this distinct dialect more old english than southern it sounds almost like pirate talk. arrr









sunset over shackleford banks prutty





one of the feral horses released by early settlers on the barrier islands that are still managed by the national park service.





oh yeah just probably three of the saltyest, swash bucklin, son of bitches you ever met!!! the next day we paddled down the length of shackleford island fishing along the way with no success and then across the inlet to core bank. this area is all part of the cape lookout national seashore known for the famous cape lookout lighthouse the one with checkerboard pattern on it. anyway we paddled about 9 miles on saturday and were dog tired








the dudes looking good!!!

whats a pirates favorite letter? rrrrrr
whats a pirates favorite beer? pbrrrrrrrr
whats a pirates favorite element on the periodic table? gold, stupid arrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

2 comments:

Monique Couture said...

Way to post on the blog!!!!!!!! What an awesome kayaking adventure. You had better really try to post pictures and stories whenever you can while in Peace Corps, Morocco.

take good care of yourself...

mo

postingincognito said...

You may encounter pirates in Morocco. Here's a little joke to help pass the time.

A pirate walks into a bar in downtown Casablanca. He has a peg for a leg, a hook for a hand, and a patch over one eye. He sits down at the bar and orders a tall glass of rum.

The bartender fills a glass of rum and says, "What the devil, man, your leg?"

The pirate looks up and says, "Arrr, the leg. I went for a quick dip and a shark bit off my leg."

"Damn," says the bartender. "Did it bite off your hand too?"

"Arrr, even worse." the pirate says, "I was goobin' 360 off the plank and caught me hand on some rigging."

The bartender pours another rum and says, "Criminy, that sucks. But I gotta know, what happened yo your eye?"

"Arrr. A bird pooped in me eye."

"What?" says the bartender. "Did it get infected with the flu?"

"Well, you see, I'd only just got the hook the day before..."