Well despite promises of the hell wind giving up the ghost it stayed on the bumpy side of comfortable and even added some rain. I had no day trip but was slated for a sword trip tonight if the wind did fall out.
So that meant I had the day to get Shanghaied by Mrs Deep and Mini and some other girls to take them to the South Florida Fair. I only do it once a year so I bit the bullet and went. They could see me comming at the gate with three teen girls and a wife in tow, and responded by giving me a few sample packs of advil... One of this years fair sponsors...
The girls were gone in a blur to do the rides of death. I used to be a ride junkie but age has basically finished that game for me. Just not prudent to subject my self to it any more. They have rides that go up and down. Others go round and round. Some have hard drops and abrupt stops. Gforce, centrifugal force, and all kinds of other forces. I drive a charter boat! I get enough of that shit at work!![]()
That left the Missus and I to walk around hold hands and look at every mundane exhibit and vendor booth on the grounds. While she shopped for spices and gaudy jewery, I kept my eyes peeled for stuf to take to the islands and bingo I found a treasure trove of high power hot sauces... I even got one that ought to fix that deckhand of mine from talking back!![]()
Fairs are interesting. This one has a real mix of the county population. Black, hispanic, redneck, asian, and other ethnicities gather all in one place and at least for that day are on the same page. Well kind of... Thats until they take seperate stages and start playing music... Gospel in one ear clashing with hip hop and rock. The other ear is blasted with a mix of country, rap, calypso and screaming kids.![]()
Then fair food... Who comes up with this shit? Dogs on a stick, steak on a stick, corn dogs on a stick, blooming onions on a stick, pizza on a stick, chicken on a stick, cat-dog- bunny- and horse on a stick I think. I should get in the stick business... Gator bites, smoked turkey wings, bear bits, turtle tidbits, coon soup and spam burgers for the carnivore in all of us. Then look at all the crazy potatoes, shoestrings, waffle cuts, curly, ribbon... Their french fries for crying out loud. . Then somebody tell me what the hell that meat they use in a "Gyro" is??? It came in "log" form. They turned the logs slow against a knife to carve supplies of it up... For desert theres the standby elephant ears, funnel cakes, cinamon rolls, kettle corn and that timleless chunk of shit... Cotton candy...![]()
We walk on farther. I see pretty girls with ugly asses. I see ugly girls with pretty asses. Its fun just to look at peole sometimes... Other times its not. Then we make it to the animal tents. Exotic bunnies with what looks like puches and frizzy hair fill one tent. Some really cool exotic, game, and domestic birds fill the next tent. A new breed of turkey may be introduced to our area soon. "Royal palms" kinda have the markings to go camo in our sugar sand swamp fringes. I see pheasants and get the itch. Baby ducks and chicks hatch in the incubators as the crowd goes ooh and ahhh.
Then we get to the cow birthing tent. I have been to this show for a lot of years and have seen em in labor before but today was the first drop I got to watch! Kinda cool... But for Mrs Deep it was enthralling. I believe we spent over two hours on several visits to watch the mother lick the thing clean, watch the calf take its first steps and get its first meal...![]()
A few more hours of mind numbing boredom had me pointed home. I hoped to see the wind guage down to where I could give a run for swords but it wasn't meant to be. Sill pushing 15 kts. If I had a bigger, ass to the sea drifting outboard, I could have given it a go but the Deep would roll too bad and the skiff wouldn't do well running into the head chop of that size...
That was my day...So now its time to go rig more stuff for Chub Cay...![]()


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