A-Z Challenge ~ Ocean #atozchallenge
Some of the first memories I have are spending time with my dad on his boat in the Atlantic Ocean. When he moved to California, he purchased a 50 foot Fedship and rehabbed it. It turned into a beautiful yacht. We lived on it for several years and would take it to Catalina almost every weekend during the summer months. The ocean has always been a peaceful and comfortable place for me. My husband is not too keen with it, but I was able to convince him to ride a Sea-Doo with me once in Cancun, and he almost had a heart attack. My fearlessness of the ocean and love of speed had him swearing he’d never go with me again. Well, until he felt safe taking a jungle tour with me in Cancun, where we got to drive our own speedboats. And I have tons of experience in driving those, seeing I had a 13 foot Boston Whaler that I’d take everywhere in the Marina del Rey harbor and around Catalina Island as a teenager. Anyway, so we set off on the tour and are following the guide in his own boat, and the guide’s messing around by driving fast and going this way and that. I follow him and jump his wakes, zigzagging back and forth and instantly my husband regrets this adventure. It was a lot of fun. I wish I had pictures of it.
There was another time when I was about sixteen, at Catalina, and we were moored away from the island. My dad wanted to go hiking and I just wanted to cruise around on my whaler. When I dropped him off at the docks, he told me not to speed, how dangerous it was, and blah blah blah. Of course I told him, no problem. Anyway, once he’s out of site, I take off and cruise around, no destination planned, just driving. Finally I think I’m cruising around in a safe enough area where I can get speed and jump a few wakes to catch air, and sure enough I do that a couple of times until I realize hours have passed and it was time to pick up my dad. Well, fast forward a week or so and were back home in MDR. He comes home with some pictures of the trip and I’m flipping through them, when I get to one of me in the whaler completely airborne. I was like, oh crap… busted. Yeah, he took the picture from the top of mountain during his hike. I wasn’t safe at all. LOL Fun memories. Times I’ll never forget.
Here are some of my favorite ocean pictures.
Antonio, me, and Kristen swimming with the dolphins in Hawaii.
Ko’olina beach in Hawaii
Our view of Venice, Italy from the airplane. I’m cheating a little with this one, because it’s really a lagoon that meets two different rivers not an ocean.
Water Taxi to Venezia
I can’t seem to find pictures, but I also love the beautiful crystal green ocean in Cancun. Even the darker waters in Acapulco and Cabo San Lucas. Just give me an ocean. :)
What’s your favorite ocean?
Filed under: Writing
