Tuesday 1 February 2011

Xena - into the Mystic, with Iris, Grant and the Boyz...

This just in from the inimitable Iris.... Grant and the boyz doin' it a bit hard so far... wishing smoother winds (should be in next couple of days).
Hi Peter and Jing [Click on "Read more" for the rest....]
Played foursomes at golf today with a Guy who has sailed with Peter Churchouse and Vic Locke..he is retired now..Ear Nose and Throat Specialist in H.K. Nickname Budgie..Alan  Burge.

On returning home received a call from Skipper Grant:

As of 0800 1st Feb -  at 1 deg 11 mins North and 107 deg 55 mins East - off bottom of Borneo.

Thus far has been:

Hard on Breeze..Strong Winds..High Seas..Hammering it out..Constant Rain 4 Days and Nights..Thunder Storms..been Blown into this Level.

Yet another 50 miles to go to Borneo.

Heading into Coast to seek Smoother Water..Sea starting to Decrease in Height.

Rain Stopped..Trying to Dry Out.

On arising 7a.m. here N.Z. I think .. (the Grave Yard Watch) 2 a.m. and so forth on "Xena".

Come Next Report:

"Xena" the Warrior Princess..Grant and the Boyz will be Comfortably Dried out (a Hearty Phillipino Boil Up of Pork'n Vegetables'n Rice) then prepare'n for yet another Leg on the Deep Blue.."Into the Mystic".
Have attached..I like this.. by Van Morrison.(**)

Anyone out there like to share an Ocean favourite?  [PF: Anstacia's always good!  Eg, Seasons Change...]

Cheers   Iris and the Animals
Baaa Baaa 2 pet lambs.. 1 is called Stevo!!!! ha ha!! na just joking Stevo.. they're Lambert & Mary..Kosmo the Dog & Obi the Cat xx

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(**) PF: Here are the lyrics, Perfect Iris!  

We were born before the wind




Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will flow into the mystic

When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow into the mystic
Come on girl...

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