Poseidonogenes
I have come to realize something during my recent vacation that I should have known or sensed all along... What with my natural aptitude at sailing and swimming, my love for the sea, my providential naval service & induction as a 'Shellback' (servant of Neptune), my choice of Nauclerus as a title here at UNRV, etc...
My run of bad luck lately may indeed be because I was forsaking the signals that I was perhaps all along a beloved son of Poseidon and have not been honoring Patros Genethlios as I should; an unfortunately easy thing to do when one is living hours away from the sea.
I'm writing this down in my blog here because there are enough of my friends here that will read this with understanding and without judgment or without thinking I've lost my marbles.
Anyway, the first few days in Jamaica were rough. A wicked north wind grew from a nuisance on Saturday (17th) to a full out gale by Monday night (19th) where the swells crashing on the cliffs were sending waves of spray up to and over 30 feet high. It became quite dangerous to go anywhere near the cliffs. The locals said a north wind like this was rare and many speculated it was being caused by the weird winter weather in the States.
Most everybody of good repute was saying it would definitely last until Thursday before it would calm down due to the strength it was showing.
I was determined for it not to last that long because I wanted to swim/snorkel off the cliffs and knew the sea would only be safe 24 hours after the swells had calmed. Rough seas churn up all the critters and push big hungry things towards shore
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