Saturday, August 29, 2009

Bahia Honda Images

7 comments:

Singing to Jeffrey's Tune said...

I recall sitting in beach chairs on a sandbar about 30 yards off shore in about a foot of water. I was with a close friend of mine and we were watching our wives and his girls snorkel out in the grass bed one June afternoon while camping on Bahia Honda. As we talked we saw 3 water spouts join together into one. It was an awesome sight.

Luckily it was pretty far out, but none the less one of us got the girls and the other waded out to get the wives in as it seems to be coming closer to the beach.

I don't think I will ever forget the experience, especially since his girls named the water spout Jessica - which is incidentally my wife's name. I still kid her about that.

Singing to Jeffrey's Tune said...

Sorry - 30 feet, not yards.

Conchscooter said...

I was in Bahia Honda and didn't want to repeat my other stuff about the park so I just limted myself to some pictures from one parking lot. And viola (sic). No words.

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Very cool pics Conch, thanks.

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irondad said...

I wanted to leave a comment but couldn't think of anything that wasn't political. :)

So I'll just say nice photos. Especially the colors in those kayak type things.

Saw Key West mentioned on a Food Network program last night. It was on Unwrapped and about the Key West Lime Store. Didn't realize there was an actual difference in a real Key West Lime. I guess there is. It's smaller and more potent than the others.

See how much we can learn by watching TV?

Cheers. Been reading but not commenting. Not sure how the water was flowing.

Conchscooter said...

Oh get on with it. I work for the government but I don't keep a guillotine under my desk.Send in your views on health care reform. Cpa 1234 (Jim) is airing his on Monday. Jack Riepe has fallen off a cliff and bobskoot is exploring Vancouver Island. He may never return, he's riding an unreliable Suzuki anbd may fall prey to socialism and dragons in the canadian wilderness.

Jack Riepe said...

Dear Sir:

I did not fall off a cliff, though you may soon wish I did. The heat of August is brutal on fat people. I feel like a grouper sucked out of the water and left on the hot asphalt to die.

Thank God I have a ride scheduled at the end of this week. I am going to the Adirondacks... To ride my bike in real adventure -- with temperatures in the 40's at night.

Yet I am compelled to advise you that the picture of the boats is diabolically clever and artistic as all hell. They look like skittle-colored fish, looking out over the water. This is two-great blog episodes in a row, and more than makes up for the automatic stuff you send on vacation. (Hah!)

Fondest regards,
Jack Riepe
Twisted Roads