Back On Track
Anderson's undies aside, This last weekend (5/11 & 5/12) saw two additional DB folks (Longfins & Stu) at Sven's palatial palace.
Slightly rough conditions saturday saw myself and Longfins back onshore after getting dinner in the bag (no, breakfast stayed down-with a fight). Sven was diving very well and Stu had covered about 90% of the cove before the rest of us had cleared twice. All in all, a beautiful day: Sun filtering through 10ft vis was beautiful to see, kids playing on the beach - kid's attending Uncle Sven's ecology hour, nice conversation with a couple celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary (Sven and I - the divorcees of the bunch were impressed: "How the #@%$ do they do that? - nice Job!"). The day peaked on the 9 hole golf course where Longfins and Stu played their first game ever. Sven and I thought we could show them a few things, however, I played my worst game to date: Dented a custom golf cart belonging to the party in front of us and attempting to drop coastal redwoods with a single slice.
A stellar sight was seen on the seventh hole wearing naught save a g-string (no, Anderson, not Sven- settle down!). I gave up attempting to putt as the glare from the derrier' wast blinding indeed. Sven muttering something about smooth and tan every stroke. This explains the poor golf game, we will use any excuse...
Anderson, the meal was better this weekend. Sven's masterful suggestion to add capers to the ab main course was a stroke of genious! The ab sauce was a marsala, shallot, mango reduction with fresh roasted garlic for a mild finish and raw garlic, slightly cooked to a mild bite; screened and then infused with butter to finish. MMMMMMMMMMMM!
Stu had a rough go on Sat night given my snoring is deafening when I am tired and Longfins was a serious competitor.
Sunday started fogged in, but after an hour in the water, the sun broke revealing blue depths and bouldery hunting grounds. Longfins directed me to a nice Ling Cod, which I bagged (Thanks Bud!) for dinner. Cooked in white wine and topped with fresh marjarom with a squeeze of lemon last night capped the weekend nicely.
Thanks again to Sven, who put up with us in spite of his monastic life embracing abstinance and hermetic living.
Best to all, and we will see your sillouette on the way back up,
Aaron