aka The Funk Dealer http://www.myspace.com/funkdealer
Im suprised you are reading this, do people really read this? I play electric bass, jazz funk raggae Nawlins blues & Led Zeppelin. strum slap gallop or pop, I cant ever stop, no matter what song we be doin, I always be groovin. Proud to be the grandson of Vancouver jazz legend Wilf Wylie.
I have a handsome little boy named David & and a sexy wife named Janae.
Its all about the Benjamins: I trade in precious metals, build engines, & own two towtrucks. God Bless America.
my fathers were Norse men and I must have inherited the same wanderlust. Its probably why I love to sail the oceans alone aboard my trusty vessel "Tiger". What follows is a summary of one of my high seas adventures:
I had a magical passage from Cape Fear, NC to Fernandina Beach, Fl. I left the Cape Fear river on a cloudy evening at midnight, sometime in early December 04 on a stiff westerly that sent Tiger romping along at six knots with 2/3 of the Genny showing and no main. Of all the places I have sailed tiger, she never felt quite as sweet as on those long powerful swells. I just needed to get her out on that frantic North Atlantic ocean and its like she knew, she was aware that no lock, no low tide, no bridge, was holding her back from swimming around the entire fucking world! By three am we were 20 miles offshore so with a few beeps and groans from mr. autopilot, I pointed her bow toward Florida. I loosed the jib sheet a bit and began to notice the sky was clearing to reveal a beautiful southern sky. So I enjoyed a cheese sandwich and listened to the waves and wind and exuberant dolphins that were happy I joined the party. The stars were brilliant like twikling gems on a scarf of stardust, shiny on the black swells. I had slept all day so I was wide awake. I was also happy as hell. It was good sailing on a fair wind, singing soulshine and burning reefer. But the wind starting building and was soon whistling through the rigging and lifelines and the ride was getting a little bumpy. Thats about the time a present from tropical storm Otto arrived in the form of the largest swells I have encountered. I very much welcomed the sunrise. When god finally hit the lights, I witnessed beauty in nature like I had never before seen. The clear emerald swells were backlit by the rising sun, (yes they were blocking the sun), turning my whole world green as their tops were being ripped off and converted to seafoam and an otherworldly green mist. I had crossed into the western edge of The Gulf Stream! Tiger was ripping through the swell with a bone in her teeth. The driving westerly wind was bending a tad north now and was stampeding the steep whitecaps right into Otto's easterly swell. As the swells collided, giant bucketfulls of greenwater would explode high into the air, confusing the boundary between sky and sea. I was loving it, sitting in the companionway, occasionally ducking under the slider, and enjoying cheese sandwiches. I thought of my buddy Larry who was first to show me how to trim a sail. If you could see me now. By lunchtime the breeze eased off and I reached along a rumline toward Florida that whole day, still flying only the headsail.. As night came, I reckoned to be off the Georgia coast. As the dark came on, I felt very tired but this area was busy with ships going over 20 knots. I was not looking out for ships, I was visually tracking the four or five ships on the horizon making sure not to get rundown. I took ten minute naps between running up to check for hazards. This has got to be the most dangerous aspect of sailing alone. A good radar with a proximity alarm would be nice for these times. After about five hours of this crazy sort of sleep, I was good to go. 50 hours after departing Cape Fear, I dropped the hook into the sandy bottom of the St. Mary's river, Fernandina, Florida
The video was shot on Chesapeake Bay. The pics were taken by me, sailing solo to Florida. The sunset is beautiful offshore. I was about 85 miles off the Georgia coast for this sunset.
Here is me firing up a motor I built recently.
