Got My Chips Cashed In

When at Stanford, I made the acquaintance of a ranching family who had kept cattle and horses on some of the huge swaths of land bought by Leland Stanford. They had been ranching for generations and they probably were there before the Stanfords. They were real cowboys. I phoned the son once .

“Where are you?”

“Neil, Not in California, I’m trucking cattle across the Texas border.”

What romance – that was a real job.

Today I trucked tables from Kunigami to OIST. Not quite so romantic but a wonderful drive. An artist who constructs and paints  byobu, er like paper screens, is opening an exhibition at the university on Thursday. He needs tables. He has tables but no way to transport them from the tiny remote village in the extreme North of the island where he lives. I volunteer to truck the tables across the Yanburu border.

Great truck

Great truck

Old boats

Old boats

A house for Gods in the village, Aga, where Ichiro san lives

A house for Gods in the village, Ada, where Ichiro san lives

Cattle

Cattle

Wonderful views on the 2 hour each way drive

Wonderful views on the 2 hour each way drive

Once the tables are safely corralled I go home and dive.

Little fish

Little fish

Newcastle supporters

Newcastle supporters

The dropoff. It goes down deep beyond that edge

The drop-off. It goes down deep beyond that edge

These are biggish fish who live deep.

These are biggish fish who live deep.

Friendly snake

Friendly snake

Big week next week, today good preparation.

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The Road to Dundee

This is Andy Stewart singing the Road to Dundee, which has nothing to do with this post.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qtltT7K_-pI

I do however drive to work every morning on a road and I have become increasingly entranced by the flowerpower. All the way to the university there are beds, hedges, slaps and stiles of flowers, which I don’t think anyone looks after. They just er grow.

I mention these beds of brilliant lily things to a colleague. She said" Oh those are just weeds."

I mention these beds of brilliant lily things to a colleague. She said” Oh those are just weeds.”

Hibiscus hedge lines the route

Hibiscus hedge lines the route

Yellow stuff with tombs

Yellow stuff with tombs

No idea what this is but it is everywhere

No idea what this is but it is everywhere

Old man lying by the side of the road With the lorries rolling by. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1jzhLtt_pGQ

Old man lying
by the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1jzhLtt_pGQ

Anyway,  it is nearly October but flowerpower is still strong. Nice drive to work but what I am trying to get across is that all these flowers are er random, no local government is involved. They are just there.

Okinawan roadworks

Okinawan roadworks

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60 Thousand Leagues Under the Sea

One drawback of my boat is that it is difficult to get back into. Being very light, any attempt to mount from the side simply turns the boat over on top of you. I can just about mount over the stern but it is not easy and I imagine that if I was exhausted or a turtle had bitten my toes off,  I might not complete.

Believe it or not today is another Japanese holiday. “The Autumn Equinox is part of a week called Ohigan, which is a week devoted to paying respect to ancestors much like Obon. It is believed that the land of the living approaches the land of the dead in close proximity on the Equinox. The spider lily is the famous icon of Ohigan. Spider lilies bloom for only a week in mid-September and are commonly planted around graveyards since their poison deters moles and mice.” So there.

I spend the day in the water. I try out a technique, suggested by brother Ian, whereby I tow the kayak out to the dive spot. Once diving is done I clamber onto kayak, which is easy, bring kayak alongside boat and scoot across. We shall see.

Kayak with tank and BCD

Kayak with tank and BCD

Getting in is easy as you inflate BCD to max so that it with tank, having been chucked into the East China Sea,  float and you just slip into it. Then you go and look at fish.

This camera is better.

This camera is better.

Coco the Clownfish with wife and family

Coco the Clownfish with wife and family

Little blue fish

Little blue fish

Meanwhile the kayak awaits.

Meanwhile the kayak awaits.

Different sort of clown fish

Different sort of clown fish

Amazing soft coral - spongey like a mushroom

Amazing soft coral – spongey like a mushroom

These are big - about 2 ft from top to bottom

These are big – about 2 ft from top to bottom

Another variety of clownfish.

Another variety of clownfish.

Joseph fish with coat of many colors

Joseph fish with coat of many colors

Bozo, Blinko and Frosty

Bozo, Blinko and Frosty

These mothers are dangerous . This one is about 18 inches long

These mothers are dangerous . This one is about 18 inches long http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lion_fish

 

Bubbles, Beppo and Bindy

Bubbles, Beppo and Bindy

Anyway,  time comes to stop diving cos I have little air. I dump dive stuff on kayak, scramble aboard pull alongside boat and scoot over. Easy as can be! Two great dives.

Autumn Equinox sunset

Autumn Equinox sunset

Great day.

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Swamped

Topher and I go diving too late. We arrive at 6:00 at a beach whereupon the boat is swamped by the er waves.

Full of East China Sea

Full of East China Sea

We wisely decide not to wander into the rough sea to go scuba in the dark cos we would have died, but have a great adventure trying to get off the beach through the surf.

Outside the house

Outside the house

So we go snorkeling this morning.

This what it is like under the sea

This what it is like under the sea

Sea still very warm

Sea still very warm

We stay in the sea too long and Topher nearly misses flight back to San Francisco. Check out his site. http://rfcx.org/

Near the airport there is a horrible, stinking pond that is full of birds. Why do birds love degradation?

Whoa, Black Billed Spoonbill with her buddy Great White Egret

Whoa, Black Billed Spoonbill with her buddy Great White Egret

Spoon my bill

Spoon my bill

Grey Heroin

Grey Heroin

Juvenile White Breasted Waterfowl

Juvenile White Breasted Waterfowl

Yay!

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Respect the Aged

“On Monday we have a holiday because of the Respect for the Aged Day. The purpose of the holiday is self-explanatory; it is to respect the elderly and to celebrate longevity. In Japan, the influence of Confucianism from the ancient eras is still prominent, and it is embedded in the culture to pay respects to the elderly for their wisdom and longevity. It is believed that the Respect for the Aged Day originated when the ruler Shotoku-taishi set up a ‘nursing home’ on September 15th of 593 A.D.  for elders who were without family to care for them. On this holiday, families tend to go out for a nice meal or show their respects to the elderly by giving a massage. People who live away from their grandparents typically pay visits or call to say hi. ”

I feel pretty aged but no one came by to give me a massage.

I had intended a big, boat, diving, fishing day but the wind and weather were against it.

They also serve who only stand and wait.

They also serve who only stand and wait.

So I revert to my usual Okinawan pastime – rambling around looking at things.

Probably should have re-potted this.

Probably should have re-potted this.

No diving today

No diving today

Ten green bottles

Ten green bottles

Science fiction

Science fiction

Alien seed pod

Alien seed pod

Yay! Scaly Breasted Munia

Yay! Scaly Breasted Munia

Common Snipe

Common Snipe

Wood Sandpiper, I think.

Wood Sandpiper, I think.

Polly put the kettle on

Polly put the kettle on

My car

My car

So much to see.

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Neither should a ship rely on one small anchor, nor should life rest on a single hope.

There is a cuddly sort of typhoon passing North of Okinawa at the moment. Nothing too dramatic but enough to cause choppiness in the waters of the lagoon.

Windier than it looks

Windier than it looks

My boat frets at anchor.

Better lose the anchor than the whole ship

Better lose the anchor than the whole ship

However, I worry not as she is well anchored.

Being an anchor is not just a matter of sitting in front of a camera and looking pretty.

Being an anchor is not just a matter of sitting in front of a camera and looking pretty.

The wind wakes me at 1:30 this morning and I go to see if the boat is OK. Pitch dark, I stagger down to the sea but see no boat.  Panicked I rush up and down whereupon I come across a fisherman, several of whom spend the hot summer nights gently fishing and drinking on the beaches. I try to explain that my boat is lost but I don’t think he knew where he was let alone my boat. Finally I find her crashing up and down on a beach looking very pleased for herself but no harm done. I drag  the boat up to safety and go back to bed. Good adventure. I go back early this morning and all is well.

CBS news anchor Dan Rather has interviewed Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein. When asked what it was like to talk to a crazy man, Saddam said, 'It's not so bad.'

CBS news anchor Dan Rather has interviewed Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein. When asked what it was like to talk to a crazy man, Saddam said, ‘It’s not so bad.’

I take a look at the anchoring site and the chain had wound itself around the rock such that the rope was rubbing against the very abrasive coral. Snap.

boat, anchor, fisherman, typhoon

You can never relax when around boats

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The Murdering Canons Roar

Following the failure of Sea, Sex and Sun, I look elsewhere for gratification. Of course I find it at Okinawa Boot Sales in the form of an underwater camera. I had one before but it was really poor and finally gave up the ghost. Happily, you might say as this blog has been less blighted by out of focus shots of exotic fish just leaving the frame.

So I got an outstanding deal on a Canon G10 underwater set up. The G10 is an outstanding camera and this outstanding one looks brand new.

A few years old but never used.

A few years old but never used.

The underwater case thing is brand new.

The underwater case thing is brand new.

About 60 meters from my computer is a big lump of rock.

“Do you see yonder cloud that’s almost in shape of a camel? Polonius: By the mass, and ‘tis like a camel, indeed. Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel. Polonius: It is backed like a weasel. Hamlet:	Or like a whale? Polonius: Very like a whale.”

“Do you see yonder cloud that’s almost in shape of a camel?
Polonius: By the mass, and ‘tis like a camel, indeed.
Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel.
Polonius: It is backed like a weasel.
Hamlet: Or like a whale?
Polonius: Very like a whale.”

Underneath there are coral and fish. I rush out as the sun goes down.

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.--Soft you now! The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons Be all my sins remember'd!”

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.–Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember’d!”

“Lord Polonius: What do you read, my lord?  Hamlet: Words, words, words.  Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord?  Hamlet: Between who?  Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.”

“Lord Polonius: What do you read, my lord?
Hamlet: Words, words, words.
Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord?
Hamlet: Between who?
Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.”

I think I am going to have fun with this.

 

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Sea, Sex and Sun

I never understood what the French saw in Serge Gainsbourg. I remember the national outpouring of grief when he died in 1991.

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1chun_jt-antenne-2-mort-de-serge-gainsbou_people

Anyway one of his dirges was Sea, Sex and Sun.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p1MVyenU78w

 

Sitting in my office last week, the refrain would not leave my head so I sprang from my desk and headed out to sea, in the blazing sun. I had not gone very far when I realized that the throttle cable on my motor was jammed. Okinawa is a terrible place for mechanical things as the humidity generates rust more quickly than my toes used to generate Athletes Foot.  I turned around and started  to free it up by spraying gallons of WD 40 down the cable sleeve. As usual what at first appeared to be quite straight forward turned out to be very fiddly. I had to dismantle the whole engine casing thing, free the cable from the carburetor and generally fiddle with my sausage like fingers in restricted space whilst holding a screwdriver, some allen keys and various screws and nuts in my mouth. I finally fixed the throttle cable but in doing so of course lost the screws that keep the casing together and a little grid thing. I am a terrible mechanic.

Notice the rust after a couple of months

Notice the rust after a couple of months

It is now 6:00 and my afternoon of Sea, Sex and Sun has not happened. The engine works fine but as I row back in from test run, I manage to snap an oar blade. I blame Gainsbourg.

I managed to get replacements very easily and the nice man in the sea stuff shop gave me an ice cream

I managed to get replacements very easily and the nice man in the sea stuff shop gave me an ice cream

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Manboobs

So, I thought I was being particularly perceptive in noticing that the manhole covers around these parts are varied and creative.

I blustered about this to colleague, expecting her to be impressed by my insight. Not so, she replied,  ” Duh, well, like, of course-Japan is famous for its manhole covers.”

I am put in my place.

Outside my house

Outside my house

On the road again

On the road again

 

Bee loud glade

Bee loud glade

Rocky road - a lot of work has gone into this

Rocky road – a lot of work has gone into this

Galactic

Galactic

Come on stupid, don't play dumb with me!

Come on stupid, don’t play dumb with me!

So that is just this evening’s catch on the way home.

If you want to grasp the size of the er, like, you know, thing; look at these photos.

 

http://www.flickr.com/groups/japanese_manhole_covers/

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Tokyo Belongs to Me

I am delighted that Tokyo will host the 2012 Olympics. The Japanese are such wonderful people. Tokyo is such a great city.

Me and a few o’ my cronies
One or two pals o’ my ain
We went into a hotel and we did very well
Then we came out once again
Then we went in tae another
And that’s the reason I’m fu’
We had six deoch and dorus and then sang a chorus
Listen, I’ll sing it to you

I belong to Tokyo
Dear old Tokyo town
Well what’s the matter with Tokyo
For it’s goin’ ‘roon and ‘roon
I’m only a common old working chap
As anyone here can see
But when I get a couple of drinks on a Saturday
Tokyo belongs to me

There’s nothing in being teetotal
And saving a shilling or two
If your money you spend you got nothing to lend
Well that’s all the better for you
There’s nae harm in taking a droppie
It ends all your trouble and strife
It gives you a feeling that when you get home
You don’t give a hang for your wife.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KNrVkDqPsbM

Hooray!

I’m only a common old working chap
As anyone here can see
But when I get a couple of drinks on a Saturday
Tokyo belongs to me

There's nothing in being teetotal  And saving a shilling or two  If your money you spend you got nothing to lend

There’s nothing in being teetotal
And saving a shilling or two
If your money you spend you got nothing to lend

 
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