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Tuesday Tidbits

1.  I arrived safely from a crazy, marathon run to the North on my bike last Wednesday. Thursday was a day of rest.  I am suffering from a bout of Monkey Butt and feel like I have been in a tumbling clothes dryer for 12 hours.  The trip was memorable and soon I will recount the experiences on the blog.  Stay tuned for a full explanation of what and why I did what I did.


2.  We saw the Lynx sail into St. Petersburg on April 4th.  Fast forward to May 8th:  the Lynx has spent her time in St. Pete and will now cruise down to the keys and up to her Summer berth in New York to join in the Tall Ship circuit.  I am on her mailing list, and received this the other day. 






May 8, 2013




North Atlantic Ocean


Approximate Position: 34� 41'N, 075� 17'W


 




  The crew of Lynx would like to pause on our voyage North to honor and 


remember the two crew members, Claudene Christian and Captain Robin Walbridge, 


of the H.M.S. Bounty that were lost last October when she sunk during Hurricane 


Sandy.


 


   Captain Walbridge devoted much of his life at sea with the tall ship Bounty. 


No one can doubt his dedication to this great ship. Robin is now one with the 


sea where he spent most of his life. Claudene lost her life doing something she 


loved. She had a passion for the Bounty and life, it ended all too early.


 


   As crew of the Lynx we may not have individually known these dedicated 


sailors but we know them. We know what makes them love this life and accept the 


dangers of a life at sea. We know deep down what it takes to take on a life at 


sea on a Tall Ship. We all know them.


 


   We cast this message of remembrance into the vastness of the sea. This 


message will drift in the waters where Bounty's memories lie everlasting.


 


Claudene and Robin, may you rest in peace.


 


 


 


 


Captain Robert Nelson and the crew of the Lynx.














































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