Pocketful of Memory Cards

Towards the end of our week on Antigua this February, we stopped for lunch at a the Casanova Restaurant across from Jabberwock beach, in Saint John's Parish.  The food was middle eastern and excellent.  Wish I could tell you the name of what I had, but I can't remember.  It was like a gyro with a tasty beef filling and a savory sauce.  I recall it started with a K and might have been Kibbeh.  I'd go back in a minute and eat anything on the menu, other than the lamb.   The north east shore of Antigua is a windy place.  Jabberwock is rated as a top beach for swimming but I wouldn't want to have to dodge the kite surfers, and the sea is pretty weedy.  It was a fun place to stop and watch these daredevils. Wherever we roam, I'm always drawn to photograph the kite surfers, including at home on Kelowna's Rotary Beach.  I don't think I've ever seen any female kite surfers in my travels, so it was nice to see a few out "ripping" as the ki...

As I drove past Rotary Beach this morning I was kicking myself for not having my camera. The sun was shining,  and four startlingly white snow geese were bobbing around in the water between white crested waves. Luckily I remembered I had to go out again later as Pitou was in need of a mani-pedi and both boys were in need of a run...or at least a walk. I was thrilled when I pulled into the parking lot at three this afternoon and discovered four hearty gentlemen kite surfing over the choppy water. I'm fascinated by this sport that combines agility, strength and balance as well as the ability to ignore the bitter wind, and freezing temperature.  I know the dry suits keep them dry, but I just can't imagine it's all that toasty...and their faces are still exposed.  Something tells me it's worth a little discomfort.

 I often sit and wish that I Could be a kite up in the sky And ride upon the wind and go Whatever way I chanced to blow Author Unknown