06-15-2014, 12:19 PM
I had made plans with Groove16 to bring him along for spearfishing this morning, but he was so far past the legal limit at Seastar last night that I was not sure he would make it. I called at 6 a.m. doubting the friendly tourist would pick up the phone, but sure enough he answered and said ya mon, come and get me.
I jammed down to Travellers, where he and his wife were stayng, and picked him up. The wife was a little wary about us jumping on the scooter together, but we made it safe to Negril Palms, where Vincent picked us up.
Groove was not much of a spearfisher, but he had a good time until getting a bit seasick towards the end. He is from Georgia and loves to party, even lighting one up at the break of dawn.
Myself, I caught a lot of fish including a giant puffer, and I toted the load back to Seastar Inn and gave ‘em to Clarol, who seemed very happy about it. I took a long nap because I was pretty much up all night partying myself, but that was something I was getting used to.
The don’t call me the Mighty Californian for nothin.
Ya mon, ya mon, ya mon.
I jammed down to Travellers, where he and his wife were stayng, and picked him up. The wife was a little wary about us jumping on the scooter together, but we made it safe to Negril Palms, where Vincent picked us up.
Groove was not much of a spearfisher, but he had a good time until getting a bit seasick towards the end. He is from Georgia and loves to party, even lighting one up at the break of dawn.
Myself, I caught a lot of fish including a giant puffer, and I toted the load back to Seastar Inn and gave ‘em to Clarol, who seemed very happy about it. I took a long nap because I was pretty much up all night partying myself, but that was something I was getting used to.
The don’t call me the Mighty Californian for nothin.
Ya mon, ya mon, ya mon.