The Science Crew

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The whole SUCCES science crew.IMG_3188_2

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DG on 12 August, 2009 at 9:19 am #

‘”Hello; somebody’s comin’ our way,’ he was saying. ‘And d’ye hear that? He’s comin’ fast. Walking right along. Guess he don’t hear us yet. Wind’s in the wrong direction.’

The fresh breeze was blowing right down upon us, and I could hear the whistle plainly, off to one side and a little ahead.

‘Ferry-boat?’ I asked.

He nodded, then added, ‘Or he wouldn’t be keep in’ up such a clip.’ He gave a short chuckle. ‘They’re gettin’ anxious up there.’

I glanced up. The captain had thrust his head and shoulders out of the pilot-house, and was staring intently into the fog as though by sheer force of will he could penetrate it. [ ] Then everything happened, and with inconceivable rapidity. The fog seemed to break away as though split by a wedge, and the bow of a steamboat emerged, trailing fog-wreaths on either side like seaweed on the snout of Leviathan.”

The Sea-Wolf, by Jack London, 1904.

DG on 12 August, 2009 at 9:49 am #

Hey guys, Google KEZI television station out of Eugene. Somebody brought in a Great White shark to Newport on 9 Aug. Its at the Hatfield according to the article. Supposedly caught from a recreational tuna boat in their crab gear.

DG on 13 August, 2009 at 10:42 am #

“For the good are always the merry,
Save by an evil chance,
And the merry love the fiddle
And the merry love to dance:

And when the folk there spy me,
They will all come up to me,
With ‘Here is the fiddler of Dooney!’
And dance like a wave of the sea.”

William Butler Yeats, 1865-1939

DG on 14 August, 2009 at 8:30 am #

“The cure for anything is salt water – sweat, tears, or the sea.”

Isak Dinesen (Baroness Karen von Blixen-Finicke), 1885 – 1962.

DG on 15 August, 2009 at 9:29 am #

How pleasant to gaze at the sailors.
As their sailboats they manfully sail,
With the vigor of Vikings and whalers
In the days of the Vikings and whale.
They sport on the brink
Of the shad and the shark;
If its windy they sink;
If it isn’t they park.
It is pleasant to gaze at the sailors,
To gaze without having to sail.

Ogden Nash, 1902-1971

DG on 16 August, 2009 at 1:06 am #

“To enhance the value of Sunday to the crew, they are allowed on that day a pudding, or, as it is called, a ‘duff’. This is nothing more than flour boiled with water, and eaten with molasses. It is very heavy, dark, and clammy, yet it is looked upon as a luxury, and really forms an agreeable variety with salt beef and pork. Many a rascally captain has made up with his crew, for hard usage, by allowing them duff twice a week on the passage home.”

“Two Years Before the Mast” by Richard Henry Dana. Published 1840.

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