Oyster Yachting
  • Home
  • Blog
  • About
  • Services
    • Professional Services
    • Web Design
  • Videos
    • Baja Ha-Ha Documentary
    • Puddle Jump
    • Desolation Sound Documentary
    • The Pacific Coast of California (1949)
  • Galleries
    • Stricly Sail Pacific 2012
    • Puerto Vallarta
  • News
  • E-Letter
  • Contact

Top-10 Pickup Lines for Pirates

4/23/2012

0 Comments

 
Picture















10. Avast, me proud beauty! Wanna know why my Roger is so Jolly?

9. Have ya ever met a man with a real yardarm?

8. Come on up and see me urchins.

7. Yes, that is a hornpipe in my pocket and I am happy to see you.

6. I'd love to drop anchor in your lagoon.

5. Pardon me, but would ya mind if I fired me cannon through your porthole?

4. How'd you like to scrape the barnacles off of me rudder?

3. Ya know, darlin’, I’m 97 percent chum free.

2. Well blow me down?

And the number one pickup line for use for pirates is...

1. Prepare to be boarded.


0 Comments

The Ultimate Navigation Station

4/23/2012

0 Comments

 
Space Shuttle Discovery's flight deck during decommissioning in the Orbiter Processing Facility (360 degree view).

Click here for link

Picture
0 Comments

Sailboat Maintenance Flowchart

2/19/2012

0 Comments

 
The three most important products to have on a sailboat...each has  multiple uses.  There can never be enought of the one in the middle  on-board.
0 Comments

How Life Changes and a Code to Live By for Cruisers

3/18/2011

0 Comments

 
Picture
Cruisers go through a life-bending transformation as they move from land-based living to full-time cruising.   The metamorphosis begins with real and imagined anxieties, fears, dangers and unknowns.  The physical part of adjusting to cruising soon wanes, and cultural and lifestyle issues become front-and-center…sometimes to the point of questioning the reason(s) for being out there.  Slowly and gradually, the sunsets take center stage, stress melts, and the winds of the oceans mold the cruiser into a human more connected with nature, more self-confident, and more self sufficient.




Read More
0 Comments

Bankruptcy of Purse or Bankruptcy of Life?

2/24/2010

0 Comments

 
To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest. Otherwise, you are doomed to a routine traverse, the kind known to yachtsmen who play with their boats at sea ... cruising, it is called. Voyaging belongs to seamen, and to the wanderers of the world who cannot, or will not, fit in. If you are contemplating a voyage and you have the means, abandon the venture until your fortunes change. Only then will you know what the sea is all about.

"I've always wanted to sail to the south seas, but I can't afford it." What these men can't afford is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of security. And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine -- and before we know it our lives are gone.  What does a man
need -- really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in - and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That's -- in the material sense, and we know it.

But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention for the sheer idiocy of the charade. The years thunder by, the dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed.

Where, then, lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life?

by Sterling Hayden, Actor, Author, Wanderer
  
0 Comments

Cast Off

2/15/2010

0 Comments

 
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bow lines. Sail away from the safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
by Mark Twain, Author
0 Comments

A Salty Nautical Tale

2/10/2010

0 Comments

 
There were two twin brothers named Joe and John. Joe was an old salt and was the owner of a dilapidated old boat. It came to pass that John's lovely wife died the same day that Joe's boat sank in San Francisco Bay.

A few days later a kindly old lady met Joe on the street and mistaking him for John said, "I am sorry for your great loss. You must feel terrible."

"Ohhh, Hell NO!," replied Joe. "Fact is I'm sorta glad to get rid of her. She was a rotten old thing from the beginning. Her bottom was all shriveled up, she smelled like a dead fish, and she was always losing her water. She had a crack in the back and a pretty big hole in the front too. The hole got bigger every time I used her and she leaked like crazy. After a while, it got hard to keep her upright."

"But what really finished her off was these four tough guys who rented her for a good time," Joe continued. "I warned them that she wasn't any good, but they all wanted a go with her anyway. The dammed fools all tried to get on her at the same time and it was too much for the old girl. While they were trying to get into various positions, she split right up the middle."

The old woman fainted!
0 Comments

The Sound of the Sea

2/6/2010

0 Comments

 
My soul is full of longing
For the secret of the sea
And the heart of the great ocean
Sends a thrilling pulse through me

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Poet
0 Comments

Ode to Rope

2/3/2010

0 Comments

 
As I cast off for that very first time,
The "rope" in my hand has now become "line".
And hauling the sails to the top of the mast,
That "rope", now a "halyard" holds strong, taught and fast.
Then sailing in brisk winds full force on a beat.
The sails are trimmed in by that "rope" that's a "sheet".
And now at my anchorage with sails safely stowed,
I trust in that "rope" that now serves as a "rode".
Through all my life I will never lose hope,
Of a reason or time to play with a rope. 
  
0 Comments

Character Counts

1/29/2010

0 Comments

 
Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else.
Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations and jealousies will finally disappear.
So too, your hopes, ambitions, plans and to-do lists will expire.
The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.
It won't matter where you came from or what side of the tracks you lived on at the end.
It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.

So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured?

What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave.
What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence, but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.
What will matter is not your memories, but the memories that live in those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.

Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.
Choose to live a life that matters.

by Michael Josephson
0 Comments

    Sailing Life

    The Sailing Life blog will cover all aspects of sailing including voyages, maintenance, education, safety, destinations, lifestyle and others.

    Categories

    All
    Boat Show
    Business
    Charters
    Education
    Elecrrical
    Fishing
    Humor
    La Cruz
    Medical
    Mexico
    Music
    News
    Publications
    Regatta
    Rig
    Safety
    Scuttlebutt
    Start-ups
    Tips
    Videos
    Weather

    Steve Szirom

    Archives

    July 2017
    October 2016
    October 2015
    March 2015
    February 2015
    January 2015
    December 2014
    September 2014
    January 2014
    May 2013
    October 2012
    June 2012
    April 2012
    February 2012
    January 2012
    September 2011
    May 2011
    March 2011
    February 2011
    December 2010
    November 2010
    September 2010
    August 2010
    June 2010
    March 2010
    February 2010
    January 2010
    September 2009

    RSS Feed

    View my profile on LinkedIn
    Blogroll
    • Calou's Baja Ha-Ha
    • Di's Dream Adventure
    • Estrellita 5.1b
    • I'O and the Waterdogs
    • Log of the Moira
    • Sailing on Hurulu
    • Salacia
    • Sisiutl Passages
    • Third Day
All Content and Pictures Copyright 2013-2017. Steve Szirom.  All rights Reserved.