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Category Archives: Fishing
Too Young to Die (4 of 4)
We were surrounded by the crowd. Children always curious about fear, asked if we had been scared. I answered that we had been scared and the old man said that it was good for a man to be scared…… sometimes. … Continue reading
Posted in 1970'S, Blogging, Fishing, Life, nature, Opinion, people
Tagged Advice, Gran Canaria, Human Interest, Life, Ocean, Relationships, San Nicolas, Sea, Spearfishing
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Too Young to Die (3 of 4)
On the harbour wall a crane stood isolated, defiant as the dark foaming mass crashed over it. There was a headland to the north that made up that side of the bay and I could see the ocean rising and … Continue reading
Posted in 1970'S, Blogging, Fishing, Freedom, Life, Opinion
Tagged Diving, Gran Canaria, Ocean, San Nicolas, Spearfishing, Storms
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Too Young to Die (2 of 3)
The Spanish called us ‘Pesca Submarina’ – underwater fishermen. The name carried respect and we were proud of the kudos. We were treated well and so considered ourselves honoured and tried to live honourably when in their company. But after … Continue reading
Posted in 1970'S, Blogging, Fishing, Freedom, Life, Opinion, Travel
Tagged Fear, Fishing, Gran Canaria, Life, San Nicolas, Spearfishing, Storms, Survival
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It Wasn’t Love
She began to cry, silently, suppressing a basic human emotion and words flashed through my adolescent mind. “There, there – it’ll be okay – are you alright?” Words from my childhood and all of them cowardly used by people who … Continue reading
An Empty Bar, a Dog and a New Year
Mogan, Gran Canaria, 1976. We were poor, not dirt farmer poor you understand. I’m not Clarence Carter, the rains hadn’t washed the crops away, my mom wasn’t called Lucille and she wouldn’t have been able to afford the bus fare … Continue reading
Posted in 1970'S, Blogging, Fishing, Humour, Life, Lifestyle, Opinion, people, Travel
Tagged 1976, 2019, Clarence Carter, Gran Canaria, Humour, Life, Mogan, New Years Eve, Spain, Spearfishing, Tapas, Travel
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Jersey (Back Again)
It was April 14th 1976 when I first landed in Jersey, Channel Islands and if you’ve read my previous post ‘So I left Home’ and ‘So, I left Home (2)‘ you’ll know where that ended up. You may have realised that … Continue reading
Posted in Fishing, History, Humour, Life, Opinion, people
Tagged Diving, Fishing, Jersey Channel Islands, Liberation Square Jersey, Life, Lifestyle, Opinion, Savoy Hotel, Scallops, Travel
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So, I Left Home (2)
I had arrived, Jersey, OK it wasn’t the world but it was a start. I was eighteen with £70 (a lot of money in 1976). I was a bit disappointed with the absence of beautiful girls in grass skirts to … Continue reading
Posted in 1970'S, Blogging, Fishing, Jersey, Life
Tagged Diving, Fishing, Humour, Jersey Channel Islands, Life, Lifestyle, Mary Ann Special, Spearfishing, Travel
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