Monthly Archives: August 2010

Why oh Why Oh why

Can i not access or even find my page on google chrome but can still find it on explorer 8 ? And more curious – why is explorer 8 so fecking slow without an explanation from microsoft?
Personally i think its a conspiracy but i am no tekkie so can’t prove it.  I have my suspicions though.  I was even considering a move to a Mac but if i can’t get my blog page on there, what is the point?  Maybe its time to buy my own domain name and transfer my blog across?  tell me what you think.
Enough of that –  lets talk about sharks.  For a few weeks now, the local fishermen have been talking about sightings of hammer head sharks a couple of clicks off the coast.  I of course, thought it was just fishermens tales, maybe even in an effort to drum up some business from shark fishing trips, but yesterday, with my own eyes, about 20 metres from the dive boat as we were getting out, i saw the fin and tail of what i guess was a 3 metre hammerhead shark.
(please wait while i call my sister and wish her a happy birthday)
No answer – answerphone – is it cool to leave birthday wishes on an answerphone ?
Anyway, since my sighting, i have been talking with others.  There have been reports of pods of up to 12 sharks at a time.  Today when the dive boat got back in, there was even a rumour that the maritime police were considering closing the beaches because of the sharks.
If you think thats wierd…………the other weekend, while sleeping, i heard the sound of bells and hoofs.  Of course at first i thought i was having one of my wierdo dreams which keep me amused at night.  When the sound continued, and i realised i was awake, i got up, opened the front door to be greeted by a herd of goats on my terrace.  If that wasn’t wierd enough, a boxer short clad Uwe (my house mate) was already in the garden with a stick, beating a plastic lid like a symbol to try and round up the goats and drive them out of the garden.  Some people take drugs to see things like that – me, i just live in the algarve!  It was reminiscent of the Victor Meldrew episode ‘One Foot in the Algarve’.
Its been too long since i last blogged but i blame technology for that, if i can’t get to my page, how can i write on it?  How can you get in touch with someone to get some help, when the company is as big as microsoft?  The Abyss !!!!
Anyway, my holidays must soon come to an end, i can’t stay here for ever just yet.  I have started the process of looking for work, there are two new builds i have a great interest in, i am just waiting to hear.  Failing that, a trip to Mallorca is on the cards.
Lana is coming soon, havent seen her for over a month now and its getting tough ( i refrained from using the word ‘hard’ for obvious reasons).  I have made almost 50 dives since arriving home in july, been a busy few months but soon it will all come to an end.  September is reserved for sufing and job hunting only.
After that – who knows
Keep the faith Susan

Old Habits

They die hard !
Once my staple diet of  being an ex-pat, was blogging every sunday without fail – well here i am again.
It is fair to say i have the stoke tonight.  Due to south coast swell, scuba was greatly reduced so i got the day off.  I used this well to my advantage. Up at 06.30 this morning and headed to mareta.  Small wave with no-one in, ideal!  I did slip up though and forgot my PSP (pre-surf poo) so had to head back to the ranch to let one go.  After that, it was on.  Hit the surf at 07.30 on the left at Mareta and had it all to myself until i got out just after 9 !!!!  There is nothing worse in the world than laying on your stomach for an hour when you need a dump, especially when you have to get in and out of the spak vest unaided.
Mooched around for the rest of the day, fired up the barbie for lunch and then tonight, with the 10´2´´ and the 9´6´´ charger on the roof i headed back to Mareta. Small and mushy, the sun was setting. I was in two minds whether to do it or not when i bumped into Chris from the dive school.  He too was in two minds but i pointed out that i had two big ones on the roof (and i am not talking about Lana’s tits). The temptation was too much for him.
First wave, in all of my excitement i forgot the rules………
1. furthest out
2. nearest the curl
3. first to their feet
I dropped in on Chris.  He tried to bail but wasn’t used to big boards and long leashes.  I felt the drag as my 9 incher spiked through the rail on his (mine really) board.  Shit happens i guess – reminiscent of the old days at Barriga when Alex Faggotpants pulled a similar move and i cracked the 8´6´´ groovy as i tried to spin my nose over his head in a desperate attempt to avoid a collision.
We surfed until dark and a little bit more, until the tide had dropped to low and the wave just wasn’t working any more – man, that was fun.  I havent had that much fun since i set fire to the old railway embankment when i was 10 years old!  And remember – its August, the place is full of tourists.  Fortunately for me, they dont have the sense to figure out the tide times and know the best time to go to the beach, they just go there all day, waste all of their energy on shit waves and then go home just as i am arriving – praise the lord for fuckwits !!
There is one downside though. As the water temp was 22ºc, i was in my shorts.  This posed a problem.  Erect nipples and surf wax with impregnated sand – close to bleeding but not quite – at least all the nipple hair and chest hair have been freshly plucked, next time i may go naked again and get the ball bag silky smooth too!
So tomorrow, i might go for more of the same, i havent heard  from the dive school so i must assume there is nothing on tomorrow either and if there is still south swell, just as you groms are getting up for work, i will be in my shorts, surfing the atlantic once more!
Life is still good, even at 40 !
So i think i have waffled enough for now, let me drop a few hello’s before i leave
Steve & Nic
Max – as always
Lexa – could i ever forget
Uwe – i have more damage !!
Kati – first time, but she is always so happy, cheerful and beautiful
Andrè – sort yourself out you pissed up twat – i dont appreciate head ons at 07.15 on sunday mornings
Viscount & Van Pelt – now officially an item
Jones – you prick !!
Milf Horley
Red Vennard
Çiao monkeys

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