8:12 A.M. the good ship is moving west north of Beulah Bay. Yesterday the sail to the pirate cove was pleasant and the weather was excellent. Today all the pirates got up early and by a miracle are moving west. 4.5 to 5 knots are showing on the knotmeter. The goal is to make it to Heaven Bay before the howling gail hits. So far, so good. The Commander in fear of the gail will not allow the main sail to be set. We could pick up a knot of speed with the main sail. All the ships are trying to get to Heaven Bay where we can hunker down and ride out the wind. The Commander up on the wheel says she has spotted a wind line. The game may be on. Old Kadizzle still has a lingering cold and will motor rather than fight a west wind.
Politics is getting crazier every day. The Republicans with functioning brains are denouncing Trump. The hard core are sticking with him. The NYT has an article on all his tax dodges. 835 million so far. Any wonder he will not release his taxes.
The Commander says we are doing 5.4 knots. Every mile before the storm is a victory for Jesus. Here Kadizzle sits down below with the computer on the captains desk in contact with the world. Kadizzle has been in a bit of a kerfuffle with the motorcycle dogs. The Harley boys all are drueling over a T Shirt that says " Too loud, Too Bad". Kadizzle chided the idiots for annoying decent citizens with their noise machines. One of the dingers said Kadizzle is too old to ride. Kadizzle pointed out the Harley dog he just rode 3600 miles on an adventure bike. The Harley dogs dress up in their Halloween costumes and don't have the courage to tackle the real mountain roads in the wilderness. Fun toying with the brave motorcycle men.
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