The fifteen minute boat ride seemed to take forever, especially with Jack and Chris uttering such witticisms as “Do you think your Boga will be big enough? and “Do you want them to get the marlin scale ready?” Ha ha. Chris gives a Hawaiian blessing to my triggerfish. We pulled into ...
the sun and sky, the stars hidden by the light, with the ocean,—in no manner can the thrilling depth of these feelings be written,—with these I prayed as if they were the keys of an instrument... The
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