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Saturday 27th January
Worked on email and pics etc as I found out what was wrong, fixed it
and can now send as well as receive. By the time I felt tired it was
0600 and I slept thro till midday. When I rose at midday I went down
to the lobby, studied what was available and then booked some activities
for the next few days.
For this evening I decided to sail into the sunset on the world renown
Mai Tai Sail catamaran and view the coast and island from the sea. It
seemed a good idea for Sunday afternoon to take a cruise on a fast stable
motor yacht looking for whales. On Monday I had booked a circular island
tour which takes a 120 mile trip round the island to see the mountain
peaks and scenic shores it will stop off at the Polynesian culture centre
for 3 hours. For Tuesday a trip out to Hot Island for some Jet skiing
in the afternoon.
I arrived at the beach where the catamaran was pulled up on the sand,
handed over my ticket and boarded. I went and sat down on a seat beside
two American girls, Brenda and Kerry. As the boat filled up quickly
I lit cigarette and sat quietly smoking and enjoying the warm sunshine
thinking how wonderful it was to be on the beach at Waikiki.
Midships, about a meter away to my right there was a seat facing for'
ad which had been taken up by an elderly grey-haired lady, her daughter
and her grandson. It was when I swung around from looking over the ocean
that I first saw this family. The woman leaned over toward me and said,
"I hope you are not going to be smoking on the trip as it affects my
health."
At this point I did not know whether smoking was permitted onboard or
not but I was at the end of my cigarette anyway so I replied, "Madam,
this is an open-air vessel and you have no monopoly. As soon as we get
underway there will be a breeze and so you will not be affected by any
of my smoke."
"Well I think you should move to another seat if you are going to smoke."
I guessed she was a woman who was used to getting her own way.
"Madam, if you have any problem with my smoking I suggest you move."
I responded deciding not to allow her to badger me.
"I am certainly not going to move, we are a family of four, you are
a single person." She argued.
"It is not a question of numbers. If you don't like my smoking that's
tough. You chose to sit there when I was already sitting here smoking.
If you have come to cause trouble and behave like a megalomaniac you
have picked on the wrong person. If you want a peaceful quiet trip then
take your family and move." I spoke using a firm and authoritative tone
of voice.
She now fully understood she had chosen a strong adversary as her face
became red with rage and her voice faltered. "I will not move my family".
If she could have stamped her foot I'm sure she would have done so.
Her daughter tried to comfort her and told her to calm down as she was
getting herself very worked up. The old lady shook herself free from
her daughter's arms, looked straight at me but said nothing farther.
"You really are behaving like a termagent. You're getting yourself all
worked up, stressed and angry and that can't be good for you're heart
at your age. Americans!" I finished.
"I am not an American. I am a Canadian." She all but screamed at me.
Having heard her raised voice a member of the crew came over to inquire
if there was some problem. She explained and then she insisted that
he tell me to move to a different seat. The handsome young man told
her that this was not a non-smoking boat and the passengers were free
to smoke if they wished. He apologised saying there was nothing he could
do to help but asked her to move to the other side of boat where she
would be away from any smoke or discomfort.
"I will not. You either get him to move or I'll take my family, you'll
refund my money and we'll leave the boat." She informed him forthrightly.
Ian, it was later that I learned his name, asked me if I was prepared
to move to a different seat. Much as I wanted to do something to please
Ian and prevent him having to give a refund I could not let this old
bitch get her way. I told him that I was not really prepared to move.
The old woman's daughter tried to persuade the besom to move to the
other side of the boat as she and her son wanted to continue on the
catamaran. The selfish bitch refused and instructed her daughter to
collect their belongings together as they were leaving. I have no idea
whether they were given a refund and I never saw the forth member of
the party leave.
Presently we were ready to sailbut before casting off the skipper
light-heartedly addressed the passengers saying, "If there is
anyone else who wants to make any complaints now is the time to
do it before we go." He got no response from anyone. "So everyone
is okay?"
"Yes, we're fine. If that woman has trouble with smoke in t'open-air
surely she should be hospitalised." the speaker laughed at his
own joke.
He was a happy looking large black man wearing a red T-shirt while
standing leaning against the rail on the other side of the boat.
When my altercation with the old lady had taken place he had been
standing leaning against the mast and had probably overheard most
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Soon we left the shore behind and moved out into the open water.
The tall buildings on the skyline eased behind the mast as we
continued sailing in the late afternoon sunshine. I chatted to
a couple of very interesting girls from Philadelphia then I espied
Ian again as he began serving drinks to the guests. He joked with
me about the altercation I'd had and asked what she had said in
the beginging to start it all off. I enjoyed explaining it to
him while I admired his threat and suntanned torso from close
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Once the consternation was over Brenda and Kerry, sitting on my
left, thanked me. Brenda said, "I'm so pleased that you dealt
with that terrible woman. We also smoke and it would have been
us she turned on next."
"And by the way we are American." Kerry said with a grin.
"OK! I apologise. I'm not very good on accents and cannot really
distinguish a Canadian from an American." I did not feel good
about having accused the bitch of being an American.
"Well that's okay. We don't mind and we don't take offence there
are too many Americans like her around." Kerry added to put the
me at ease.
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The island recedes into the distance and we all settled down to
enjoy the magic of the tropics. Honolulu and Waikiki beach by
now distant with the mountains behind were becoming memories of
the afternoon and the beer and cocktails loosened tougues as the
waves lapped the bows of the boat |
These ladies enjoyed the water as it splashed up over thier suntanned,
bikinied bodies spread out on the safety net that extended accross
the bows of the twin hulled catamaran. |
I wanted to capture an image of the golden tanned skin of that
hunk of manhood that had given me the rum punch earlier so asked
Ian to pose at the bow for my camera. His golden body was a joy
to behold but unfortunately I was not given the opportunity to
hold it. ;-)
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We sailed on the ocean for 1 1/2
hours before the light started to fade. By this time there was
a good atmosphere and the passengers were getting to know each
other a little.
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The crew had kept us refreshed with drinks and nibbles steadily
during the voyage and presently we saw the sun begin to go down
over the horizon.
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The sun sinks are so quickly one has barely time to get ones
come out.
I managed to get some pictures of this less than spectacular
event.
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One has to see it to believe it happens so quickly. On this occasion
it took about 4 1/2 minutes
from
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being a full ball of light until it had disappeared beneath the
horizon. |
After the sun set I met Mel from Arizona took his picture and
got his address. he suggested that I visit him and his wife Ann
if I pass by Arizona any time on my travels. |
Lee, the happy easy gioing guy who had joked earlier and made
us all laugh at his observations on the needed to hospitalise
the agitated woman. |
His wife Mamie did not have a lot to say but I noticed some one
try to put a hand on her knee as she laughed with me and I snapped
my camera shutter to capture the moment. Behind her I see the
people begin to dance a little to the slow music that was now
wafting its melody across the calm and peaceful tropical night
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I had to re-rate my film speed up to ISO 400 to get an image
of the Catamaran as it pulled away after disembarking the sunset
revellers on the Waikiki beach in the evening darkness.
I had a very much enjoyed the sunset cruise. The people are
dispersed in their various directions and it was all over.
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I walked back to the hotel and checked my e-mail then went out to
find a meal, some convivial chat and a bit of atmosphere. I did not
have far to walk as they were having a 'special' on at the restaurant
nearest to the hotel so I went in for a New York steak and lobster tail.
The food was not wonderful, the service was okay and of course the price
was fine. At around 2100 I left the table and went to the Angles bar
as it was next-door.
After climbing the stairs to the first floor where the bar is located
I took a look around and saw an interesting man sitting on a stool by
himself. The bar was quite busy with Saturday night customers beginning
to accumulate so I walked over and said to the fellow, "Hi, my name
is Iain and I'm on holiday from Scotland." I held out my hand so that
he could shake it. His grip was firm and he had a big smile when he
looked up at me.
"My name is Woody. No don't say it." He said as he shook my hand and
stood up.
"I won't say it and I won't ask what your surname is either so you can
relax and sit down." I told him as I released his grip.
He was about five foot five inches tall very slim, which of course is
my type, wearing a white singlet and blue jeans which as he stood up
revealed what appeared to be a reasonably sized packet. I sat on the
empty stool beside him for a minute or two and then indicated that I
was going to the bar.
"Can I get you a beer or something?" I asked.
"No I'm fine thank you." He replied.
On my return Woody asked me to tell him something good. "What you
mean 'tell you something good'?"
"Well anything, just tell me what's good."
"Meeting you was good, spending the rest of the evening with you will
be good if you're agreeable to that." I responded.
A big grin spread across his face and he laughed at my reply "At the
moment I have no problem with that. Let's see where it leads. Are you
here on holiday?"
I told him about my adventure around the world and he laughed at some
of the more amusing parts. As we continued talking he became much more
tactile and after about 30 minutes we were sitting on our stools with
our arms round each others shoulders. I found this very encouraging
as I fancied him very much. He didn't have a lot to say for himself
but often he would turn to me and say, "Tell me something good." At
this I would find something good to tell him, though often they were
ridiculous things. Most of them made him laugh and I enjoyed his wide
open smile showing a deep pink tongue behind my teeth that together
with the whites of his brown eyes added a sparkle to his smooth dark
brown skin.
As the evening wore on the bar filled up and the atmosphere became
quite noisy. It was difficult for us to hear each other so I suggested
we leave and go to either his apartment or my hotel. He explained that
his apartment was not in the immediate locality but expressed a willingness
to go back to my hotel but he wanted to do it later rather than now.
"Okay it's only 1130 so we can leave here around midnight. In the meantime
can you tell me where the rest room is please?"
"Come with me I'll show you where it is." he said rising from the stool
and moving in the direction of the men's room.
I followed and found there was no urinal free. Woody had gone straight
into the closet and was standing with the door open so I joined him
and we both pissed in the same pan. This allowed us to assess each other's
manhood and apparently we were both satisfied as we took hold of each
other's member, kissed passionately and with feeling before we zipped
up our pants and returning to the bar.
At midnight we left the bar. Laughing and happy we walked back to
my hotel. When we arrived in the room I offered him a glass of rum and
coke which he accepted, I poured one for myself and led him over to
the bed. We had an excellent session during which time I found myself
in several different positions before eventually coming to a heartlifting
climax at around 0100. We showered together and allowed ourselves to
wind down after heat and passion that we had experienced. Woody dressed
and I saw him out at 0115 then returned to my room to update my diary,
check my e-mail and get some sleep. Got carried away and it was 0330
when I next looked at the clock. Sleep now after an eventful and fulfilling
day.
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