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--- 193502 [2014/09/17 15:29] – [Jock's Reef Trip] emmanuelle_c
+++ 193502 [2014/09/22 10:50] – [Maitland Bay] emmanuelle_c
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 Why will fishermen leave dead fish lying around on the beach for weeks and weeks and weeks?
-"Let us go out to the boilers again"	"And How long ago was she wrecked?" "What happened?"	"Were there any survivors?" "How many were drowned when the 'Maitland' went down?"
+"Let us go out to the boilers again" "How long ago was she wrecked?" "What happened?" "Were there any survivors?" "How many were drowned when the 'Maitland' went down?"
 No matter how gay the party, how bright the sun, how fresh the breeze, how sparkling the waves in the perfect curve of the bay, not for long can the thoughts dismiss the mental picture of that ship in distress.
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 We splashed across the coral, up the beach so brief\\
 To find a decent campsite for our night among the trees,\\
-To leeward on the isle and sheltered from the breeze.
+To leeward on the isle and sheltered from the breeze.\\
 The skipper killed a turtle and the steaks proved good to eat,\\ Although the eggs were not so favoured as the meat.
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 In search of turtles, when without the slightest little warning,\\ Quicker even than the storm, of Christmas morning\\
 Heaven loosed its very worst with thunder cracks and lightning,\\
-The wind in screaming squalls and sounding very frightening With the rain in beating torrents lashing us around,
+The wind in screaming squalls and sounding very frightening\\
-The tents being merely rags all flattened to the ground.
+With the rain in beating torrents lashing us around,\\
-Net morning very early we were breakfasted and out
+The tents being merely rags all flattened to the ground.\\
-Upon the shore to roam at will and gaze about -
-The day, a day of burning heat with sun of brassy shade,
+Next morning very early we were breakfasted and out\\
-With nature's fantasy in glamourous light arrayed,
+Upon the shore to roam at will and gaze about -\\
-The reef around us lay perhaps a thousand yards or so
+The day, a day of burning heat with sun of brassy shade,\\
-To south and west a wave-washed sea plateau,
+With nature's fantasy in glamorous light arrayed,\\
-With an its edge a rocky islet rising sheer
+The reef around us lay perhaps a thousand yards or so\\
+To south and west a wave-washed sea plateau,\\
+With an its edge a rocky islet rising sheer\\
 Its outline etched in bold relief quite stark and clear.
-To this we made our way midst coral pool and sand
-With many-coloured crustacea an either hand.
-We saw great stars and urchins, clams with multicoloured lips
-Of scarlet, green and brown, while fish like tiny ships
-Cruised in and out of fairy gardens gay with weed and shells
-The while anemones and crabs in limpid wells
-And crevices of sun flecked light all foraged for their food,
-And sea birds wheeled with cries above us where wy stood.
-The morning passed so soon we gave no thought to time or tide -
-The stretch of coral seemed so very safe and wide
-But when the ebb was full and it began at length to turn,
-We had recourse to hurry for in some concern
-We saw the channels ever deeper and the white capped seas .
-Much like an octopus, its hunger to appease Engulf a little fish - enaroach upon us fast,
-But very wet and tired we struggled through at last.
-Our lunch was past and o'er and Bobbield vanished from our ken To hack a turtle shell from off a turtle, when
-Right back to camp he crawled a gory mess of sand and blood For with a mighty swipe he'd come an awful thud,
-The turtle's what he meant to hit, instead it was his thumb,
-The girls turned very pale, they thought he'd shot his "tum" For Bobbie being a cleanly soul he wore just hat and shirt
-To save his pants from soil of turtle blood and dirt,
-And when he'd swung his axe an high and made his famous swipe
-He struggled in his pants - though not a modest type -
-With one hand spouting blood but he couldn't work the belt,
-He looked an awful sight - you'll realise haw he felti
-They patched him up at last with match sticks, raga, and heaps of brandy,
-Now he is immortal, just like famous "Sandy".
-There followed then some days of slothful ease and perfect bliss
-In swimming and meandering about, but this
-Was only a prelude to further inter-island cruises
-Each one doing as he pleased, for what amuses
-One or two is not a joy for all the crowdrlytile some
-Collected birds for Jock, a few just wished to come With collecting bag and knife, or camera to "shoot"
-The varied Objects found mad pleasing scenes an route.
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-But when we made a happy run to Grassy and the Cones
-Our Dunky had to leave for home, with many moans,
-, And Pinky in her wake with sighs for his beloved trees, The party thus depleted carried on at ease.
-	But our time, too, was drawing nigh, and with regretful smiles We went aboard the launch again and left the Isles
-In sunkist tropics, taking with us memlries ever green
-Of all the wondfrous reefs and ocean glories seen.
-BARNEY.
+To this we made our way midst coral pool and sand\\
+With many-coloured crustacean on either hand.\\
+We saw great stars and urchins, clams with multicoloured lips\\
+Of scarlet, green and brown, while fish like tiny ships\\
+Cruised in and out of fairy gardens gay with weed and shells\\
+The while anemones and crabs in limpid wells\\
+And crevices of sun flecked light all foraged for their food,\\
+And sea birds wheeled with cries above us where we stood.
+The morning passed so soon we gave no thought to time or tide -\\
+The stretch of coral seemed so very safe and wide\\
+But when the ebb was full and it began at length to turn,\\
+We had recourse to hurry for in some concern\\
+We saw the channels ever deeper and the white capped seas. \\
+Much like an octopus, its hunger to appease \\
+Engulf a little fish - encroach upon us fast,\\
+But very wet and tired we struggled through at last.\\
+Our lunch was past and o'er and Bobbie'd vanished from our ken\\
+To hack a turtle shell from off a turtle, when\\
+Right back to camp he crawled a gory mess of sand and blood\\
+For with a mighty swipe he'd come an awful thud,\\
+The turtle's what he __meant__ to hit, instead it was his thumb,\\
+The girls turned very pale, they thought he'd shot his "tum"\\
+For Bobbie being a cleanly soul he wore just hat and shirt\\
+To save his pants from soil of turtle blood and dirt,\\
+And when he'd swung his axe on high and made his famous swipe\\
+He struggled in his pants - though __not__ a modest type -
+With one hand spouting blood but he couldn't work the belt,\\
+He looked an awful sight - you'll realise haw he felt!\\
+They patched him up at last with match sticks, rags, and heaps of brandy,\\
+Now he is immortal, just like famous "Sandy".\\
+There followed then some days of slothful ease and perfect bliss\\
+In swimming and meandering about, but this\\
+Was only a prelude to further inter-island cruises\\
+Each one doing as he pleased, for what amuses\\
+One or two is not a joy for all the crowd; while some\\
+Collected birds for Jock, a few just wished to come\\
+With collecting bag and knife, or camera to "shoot"\\
+The varied objects found mad pleasing scenes en route.
+But when we made a happy run to Grassy and the Cones\\
+Our Dunky had to leave for home, with many moans,\\
+And Pinky in her wake with sighs for his beloved trees,\\
+The party thus depleted carried on at ease.\\
+But our time, too, was drawing nigh, and with regretful smiles\\
+We went aboard the launch again and left the Isles\\
+In sunkist tropics, taking with us mem'ries ever green\\
+Of all the wond'rous reefs and ocean glories seen.
+__BARNEY.__
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