The Game of Time

An old friend sent me this yesterday. In this photo, tken in 1968, is a certain Rocker. The vissicitudes of time have done their damage so it isn't easy to find resemblances. Hint: it's not Capn Jack (as he was barely into bicycles at that time).

Curing Scurvy and other such things

As part of our 5th anniversary celebration we are out to capture the finest of RnR recipes that we have enjoyed at the Pirate Bashes, Mid-Summer Night Parties, on the dock and at the beaches.
The 1st Edition of our RnR Cookbook "Curing Scurvy and Other Such Things" (Thank you Chris Leake) is hoped to be published in time for the 5th Anniversary Bash. To date we have 10 people who have submitted 20 entries in total.
Come on you gang of motley pirates where's you team spirit? Where's your sense of loyalty... Most importantly... Where are those recipes!

YES CARMI, THERE MUST BE A "SANTA CLAUSE"

So how does this story go? Carmi Paris who is both a RnR Legacy member, wonderful rower, cook, leader in her industry among other great things, seems to have an aversion to sharks. She sends me these articles about the great whites at the Cape and in Maine (even though they are 3+ years ago) and believes that they are all around us when we row. We just can't see them. Of course my response is that seeing Santa would be a more likely senario than a shark while rowing.
Well you can pretty much guess where this blog is heading. Yes, readers this all changed last week during a row in Key Largo.
It was more like a sharket or a sharkie. Couldnt have been more than 30". I've caught larger stripers up north. But yes Carmi it sluiced through the water back fin exposed and chased after my oar blade thinking it was a food source of some sort. It startled me a bit and the sound track from Jaws quickly entered my brain. Then it was gone. It now can be said that the capt rows with the sharkies. and just maybe there is a Santa Clause somewhere out there