2009.03.31
How will we know its over?
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The Perfect Bubble: Iceland
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2009.03.30
A (partial) return to the gold standard?
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Inflation? Deflation? ... Indeflation!!!
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2009.03.26
Montana HB639 - Montana Sound Money Bill
Videos of HB639 hearing:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7s1bGv6CIJM -----part
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wLjJLw5_GB4 -----part
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7DFYpxKMCE -----part
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7gKwvEVK99g -----part
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4L171xn9suo -------part
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pqHKGBA2hhU ----part
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6_V6s1i179o --------part
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BlGrds2LQkQ ------part
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zaBEIjEYlN0 --------part
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZbWbfTyt5rE -------part
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Also, I highly recommend the Crash Course developed by Chris Martenson available here: http://www.chrismartenson.com/crashcourse
If you watch these easy to understand presentations you will be better prepared to protect yourself and your loved ones from the full effects of the current monetary crisis.
Gerry
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2009.03.24
The Big Takeover - Rolling Stone article
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2009.03.11
See what we missed?
When we left Antigua for Nevis on Feb 25 there were 3 other boats that left at the same time as us: Mike & Chris aboard s/y Reverie, Doug and Judy s/y Purpose and Leon and Barb s/y Lagniappe. Purpose and Lagniappe were intending to spend a few days in Nevis before moving on to St. Matin where Doug was to meet up with his brother and sister-in-law to join him and Judy on Purpose for a sailing holiday. Purpose and Lagniappe were trying to convince Dawn and I (mostly Dawn as I was already convinced) to sail with them to St. Martin and then on to the BVI. Well due to my health issues we never did decide to go with them as we had to return rather unexpectedly to Antigua as described by Dawn in an earlier posting. We just received an email from Leon on Lagniappe who describes their adventures so far. Leon is quite a funny guy. I thought I should share this with you as we don't have too many sailing stories of our own to share with you this year. Enjoy,
Gerry
We have been in St. Martin for about 8 days and will probably be here for at least another 5 to 7 due to the unbelievable strong front sitting over us. We have made the best of our time and were able to sail the boat around the island before getting caught in some pretty wild stuff that sent us to the protection of Simpson Lagoon (look it up on the internet for a spectacular birds eye view). The Lagoon is a very large body of water completely surrounded by land except through two channels one on the Dutch side and the other on the French side of the island. We sailed to Grand Case where we anchored and went ashore to an area of street vendors and rows of excellent French restaurants where it was almost impossible to decide which one we wanted so we chose the same one we ate at last year which was excellent. From there we sailed to a small island called Tintamar where we were greeted by a catamaran full of naked people and the boat captain who only wore a tux bowtie and nothing else. That day, we sailed on to Orient Beach where we anchored and went ashore by dingy. This multiple miles long beach is like something out of the movies with 1000's of people and rows of beach bars and restaurants peddling their umbrellas and beach chairs. The beaches are divided into two sections. The naked section and the not so naked section. Each group is suppose to keep to their area but somehow cross over into each other's turf. Anyway lots and lots of nakedness. We had hamburgers at this Jimmy Buffet type joint where the singer offered prizes for the best dancers but announced he would favor the naked ones. Actually, it was kind of disgusting when this lady who had no business not wearing anything to cover her behind decided to enter the contest. To shake all this nakedness from our minds we walked down a back road to a butterfly farm that was quite interesting. The beach had a very high surf making it difficult to get in the dingy and return to our boats. Doug and his brother helped Barbara and I push out into the surf and the four of them managed to get out in their dingy OK. This is the same beach where four years ago my sister in law, Linda, got her underwear knocked off when the high surf put a roller right smack in her lap as we pushed off the beach barely avoiding a capsizing. She could not find them when she got to Lagniappe but the next morning I found them on the floor of the dingy. Later in the afternoon we were able to do some nice snorkeling on some reefs off orient beach. At that point everything was going well and according to plan as we went to sleep that night. The next morning we woke up to tremendous offshore surf and wind. The dingy was still down and the waves were so high that it was almost impossible to jump from the boat into the dingy to attached the lifting points. I kept waiting for lulls in the wind and waves that never came. So I jumped in and was immediately drenched by waves breaking over the dingy. I hurriedly made my attachments and jumped back on the boat. Unfortunately, when Barbara and I began to lift the dingy on the davits we noticed that one of the lifting blocks was twisted. The meant I had to jump back in the dingy which took another 20 minutes for me to get the courage and pick out the right instant to make my leap into this very rolling, bouncing and thrashing around dingy. With the waves lifting it and slamming it into the transom of Lagniappe I once again jumped in and when I looked back at Barbara all I could see was terror. Anyway, we managed to re-attach it and safely lift and secure it but not without some hearth throbbing moments. Now Lagniappe and Purpose (with Brother Steve and Michelle) had to round the island to the other side in heavy seas and wind. With the wind blowing 30 knots we sailed under small staysail alone and as I rounded a section of the island I ran right smack into the Heineken regatta with lots and lots of boats coming right at us heeled over with their bows violently rising above and sinking through rolling waves(the regatta was cut short because of the extreme weather). Here we were dodging one after the other sometimes having to jibe just to avoid the oncoming mass of boats. The racing boats were heeled over with rows of crew sitting and hanging their legs over to counter balance the heel. I could not go out to get away from the race as the ocean was way too rough to venture out any further. So Lagniappe and Purpose continued to penetrate right through the center of the regatta zigzagging between some very fast approaching boats as they tried to overtake one another. One thing for sure, they were not going to give way to us. Finally as the last of the boats sped by coming close enough for us to read the expressions on their crews faces we finally reach what we thought was going to be a safe haven to wait for the bridge opening into the Lagoon. Well we arrived at the bridge around noon and the bridge did not open until 2:30 so we had no choice but to anchor in what I can only describe as ocean going white cap filled short steep waves. We managed to set the anchor but the boat felt like we were sailing as it lifted with each on coming wave as they broke into white foam under the boat. I did not leave the cockpit and stood at the ready at the wheel. Looking over at Purpose I could not believe my eyes as the boat plunged its bow through each oncoming wave looking as if it were in a regatta. Finally it was 2:30 and we lifted anchor along with about 15 other boats to wait in line for the bridge opening. Here we had all these boats circling each other and trying to maintain control within a shoal sided entrance with rolling waves that actually broke over our boat. How no one collided is a mystery. The wind was blowing so strong that it was almost impossible to hold the boats straight at such low speed. Every time you approached another boat circling and you slowed down, the wind would catch you and push you over all the while the waves were lifting and tossing you in different directions. I was never so relieved to see a bridge open (delayed by 15 minutes) in my whole life. The anxiety was not yet over as we entered the lagoon and tried to find a spot to anchor among half the boats in the Caribbean who were there seeking shelter. Barbara was on the edge as we made our way around jam packed boats and their anchor lines in a squall with teeming rain and 20 to 30 knot winds. After three attempts in anchoring with the wind pulling the anchor out of the grass bottom on each try we were finally able on our fourth try to get two anchors down in half sand and half grass. This was yesterday and the two anchors held all night through constant squalls and high winds and me sleeping next to the anchor alarm. Today we saw Steve and Michelle off and are settled in until the weather breaks for our next leg to the Virgin Islands.
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2009.03.07
Returning to Canada Early
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