Welcome 2020, Keeping up tradition

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Tradition demands we go lobster diving on Jan 1 so out we went yesterday. This year, SC, who always dove with her husband on this day with us, came alone as her husband died. She was solo diving for lobster for the first time and did great as you can see from the picture. Great way to start 2020. Happy New Year to all you JHOs out there.
Andy

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I thought those of you who dive might enjoy this holiday poem written by Ken Kurtis:

“I (Ken Kurtis) wrote this last year and thought I'd share again this year. And with apologies to Clement Clarke Moore.”

'It was the night before Christmas, and all through the sea
The creatures were swimming, waiting for thee;
The fins were all hung on the transom with care,
In hopes that good visibility soon would be there.

The divers were nestled in suits that were wet,
With visions of Whale Sharks they hadn't yet met;
When out on the water there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to the rail to see what was the matter.

And what to my wondering eyes should I see,
But a raft pulled by fish, heading right towards me.
With a little old driver, both lively and slow,
I knew in a moment, it must be Cousteau.

More rapid than dolphins his pullers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, PUFFER! now, GOBY! now, GROUPER and SEA BASS!
"On, MORAY! on SALMON! on, SNAPPER and BIRD WRASSE!"

To the top of the wheelhouse the fishies they flew,
With the raft full of goodies, and J. Cousteau too.
And then, in a twinkling, as I was turning around,
Down the stairs Cousteau came with a bound.

He was dressed all in neoprene, from his head to his toes,
And his famous red beanie perched just above his nose;
A bundle of dive gear he'd flung on his back,
AquaLung, Scubapro, and even Stahl-sac.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his mouth,
A wisp of smoke from it, drifted off to the south.
A wink of his eye and an O-K sign,
Soon gave me to know he was quite benign.

He spoke not a word, but muttered something in French,
And spread out the goodies, along the galley bench,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
With a nod to the top of the wheelhouse he rose.

He sprang to his raft, to his team gave a yell,
Then turned to face me, and rang a small bell.
And I heard him exclaim, as they dove out of sight,
MERRY FISHMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!

- Santa Kurtis and his faithful scuba elves
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Ken Kurtis
Owner, Reef Seekers Dive Co.
P.O. Box 634
Beverly Hills, CA 90213
(310)652-4990
www.reefseekers.com
 

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Great poem LOL! Hope you all went home with bags full of "bugs"1
 

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Yeah, we managed to scratch up limits of bugs. Even better was seeing SC so excited about her solo lobster diving/catching. The picture on the mug I am holding is her husband who had died. And that is non-alcoholic bubbly even thou we were done diving at this point.


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May you always be downwind with the sun at your back while sighting in and may your prey always fall close to the road.
 


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