High Seas Claim The Bounty


The graveyard of the Atlantic, the watery depths off the North Carolina coast that have gripped the sunken relics of 1,000 ships for more than four centuries, claimed a new victim Monday.

The Coast Guard rescued 14 crew members of the Bounty by helicopter Monday.

R.I.P.
Claudene Christian.

The search for the Captain Robin Walbridge is going on it’s third day.

“As of now, our intent is to continue searching for the missing person,” said Coast Guard Capt. Doug Cameron. “This is still an active search, not a recovery effort. Factors such as fitness of the member, weather conditions, survival equipment and the results from previous searches are taken into consideration to determine how long the Coast Guard will search.”

Source:
http://www.wtsp.com/news/local/article/280409/8/Search-for-the-HMS-Bountys-captain-enters-its-3rd-day

In 1789, the original HMS Bounty played a role in the one of the most famous stories in maritime history. A small three-mast sailing vessel sent by Britain’s Royal Navy to the Pacific on a supply expedition, the Bounty was roiled by tension between its crew and Capt. William Bligh.

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The ship that sank Monday was a replica of the original Bounty, built for the 1962 “Mutiny on the Bounty” movie, which starred Marlon Brando as Christian. It was constructed from original Royal Navy plans, but was made one-third larger to accommodate cameras and other filming equipment.

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Over the years it has starred in a number of sailing movies, including the “Pirates of the Caribbean” film series, in which it was the pirate ship Black Pearl.

Source:

Sunk-by-Sandy-off-N.C. Coast-video

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Halloween 2012


I felt creative and decided to post a Halloween Greeting from my cats and birdies.

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Copyright ©2012 Cynthia Martz

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Southbound France


Southbound

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The french name for sunflowers is tournesol.

We were so determined to reach Tangier.

A epidemic of Cholera didn’t even put fear in us. We were young and just didn’t realize how different things are in other countries. I remember sitting in central Madrid, and my fantasies  were of the matadors and fighting bulls. We had much more important things to think about.  I remember it raining so hard, and Rhea was not a light load. Up and down hills, hitching rides, going a little further each day.

It rained so much in France that I borrowed a huge umbrella. It was in one of these huge cisterns that sit in front of the quaint little cafes. It covered all three of us nicely.

I had tired of the plastic bags. I was also getting my fill of bread, yogurt, wine and cheese. After , the planes, trains, and buses  were no longer affordable, one plan of many came to mind.  It dawned on my dear that he would go on the train and find a reserved compartment.

Once onboard, he found one that was reserved for much later that evening.
The destination ~Malaga,Spain.
So, he picked the lock, and we were now sitting very comfortable in some one else’s  cabin unbeknownst to anyone. We had food and water and of course the wine.The train made lots of stops, and I would get off at various ones.

At one of these short stops, the train left. I was terrified. Evans and Rhea are a sleep on this train that just pulled out. The very nice gentleman (Bushiemb) he is from Tangier gets us a cab to the next stop, I board without any problems. As I enter the boxcar, I breathe a sigh of relief, they are both still sound a sleep.
Onward the train chugs, the sunflowers are passing by so quickly, they are so beautiful and scenic  .

The country is flat, you can see for miles. It rains off and on, and I am so glad we are not walking in it.

Malaga is a fish port, the Straights of Gibraltar separate us from the tip of Africa, Tangier,Morocco.

What happened next was not what we had in mind. The train starting slowing down. We had no idea that tickets would be checked, and  we didn’t have any. There was a lot of hollering (Spanish) which I didn’t comprehend, but I knew that it concerned us. They were so upset, they sent us back to Madrid.

Oh well,on to next plan. We had met this great couple. They had a car, and were on holiday. They invited us to go as far south as they were going, which just happened to be Malaga. We had a jolly time,and we could relax.

So, we see the countryside three times.

Those sunflowers made a lasting impression.

Homemade Yogurt (frozen) à la Française


Must try this. I love frozen yogurt. I even froze Activia

Becoming Madame

A little ‘coucou’ from the Dordogne!

I couldn’t resist to head over to an internet café this afternoon to share an experience I had last night. We made our own yogurt! For those of you who are like me and have never ever made anything from scratch, much less something as simple to buy as yogurt, you might get a kick out of this too.

My belle-mère is, as we know, one of the remaining traditional homemakers – in the whole sense of the word. She honored her title once more this break by serving small cups of homemade yogurt after dinner last night.

Intrigued as I am by everything homemade and traditionally French, I asked if I could try it too and I took some pictures. She recently bought a yogurt making machine (which you can find at Sears), which makes the whole process even easier. Before buying the…

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Down on Our Farms


Charcoal Blend Home

A picture I sketched in 1989 of The Old Martz Farm

 

Last evening I watched a wonderfully protrayed documentary called “Bitter Seeds” It is the same people that gave us China Blue and The Wal-Mart Wars.

The most recent information on this matter can be found here.

I grew up on a farm. Farming has always been the way of my world. My father farmed, his parents, their parents. We survived each year by having seeds that were used from previous crops.

From source:

“Nature, when left alone, provides you with the means to propagate the next harvest in a never-ending cycle.”

Monsanto has changed all of this .Genetically modified and engineered seeds are destroying us in more ways to one. The Prop 37  bill which will be voted on the November 6 th ballot will ask that all GE-GM product be labeled as such.

A interesting clip taken from the movie Food,Inc.

The sweetness is gone

The bees are killed by the Roundup spray. Worms take over the crops. The chemicals are known cancer predecessors.

You are what you eat.

Drinking water has fluoride in it

Organically grown makes me wonder ?

Mosquito sprays have cancer links

Makes me hate to go into a grocery store.

The meat isle scares me sometimes.

I think of all the animals , how they are inhumanly raised and treated.

Then tortured and  killed so we can pay exorbitant prices and have a feast of them.

Why California’s Proposition 37 Should Matter to Anyone Who Cares About Food – NYTimes.com


Big Food is also feeling beleaguered by its increasingly skeptical and skittish consumers. Earlier this year the industry was rocked when a blogger in Houston started an online petition to ban the use of “pink slime” in the hamburger served in the federal school-lunch program. Pink slime — so-called by a U.S. Department of Agriculture microbiologist — is a kind of industrial-strength hamburger helper made from a purée of slaughterhouse scraps treated with ammonia. We have apparently been ingesting this material for years in hamburger patties, but when word got out, the eating public went ballistic.

via Why California’s Proposition 37 Should Matter to Anyone Who Cares About Food – NYTimes.com.

Zombie Prowl and Growl


 

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Everyone I know is going to the Fest (A-Conch-Alypse) except me.

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I will be so happy tomorrow.

I am so happy at this moment 🙂

No trampling, lost camera’s ,hangovers, missing money…then again I will miss the naked bodies.

No nudity allowed.

Right ? 😉

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Oh, and all the zombies want Brains.

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