September 2, 2011. Brush Creek Ranch, Saratoga Wyoming

This is the type of picture you get from an iPhone 4 shooting into the sun. Not very good. But it will have to do, as it is all I’ve got. You can see Steve’s waders and fishing rods on the ground along with his boots. You are correct if you wonder if his socks always make it to the laundry basket. They don’t! But this blog is devoted to my excellent adventures with my heaping hunk of handsomeness-aka Steve, so let’s ignore the laundry issue. There are lovely rocking chairs on the deck. I think i might have rocked twenty minutes on them. Of course Steve went off fishing again. He caught 14 fish for the day including two 18 inchers. This was done while wading the North Platte River. Those beautiful fish from yesterday were an inch smaller than today’s big fish!

Usually Steve got up early in the morning and went off fishing. I would be by myself for breakfast and lunch. It was sometimes lonely, with most couples and families staying together. However, as I don’t like to fish all day, in fact I only like to fish for about 30 minutes, we each do our own thing.

In the late afternoon we did go for a ride. Here I am being instructed on how to hold the reins of the horse. I was taught to hold them like an ice cream cone. Most people on the East Coast where we are located, ride Western. As I don’t ride at home, only on vacations, I didn’t have to unlearn much.

Don’t I look sharp? Shoulders back, and trying to look relaxed. The horse doesn’t look very happy does he, or is he really a she? The wrangler we were with looked like Sam Elliott. No, don’t worry he was happily married as was I. Plus, how much successful flirting can you do with the wrangler when your husband is riding behind you? I am not sure If you remember but in the past I have suffered from asthma. And altitude sickness. After lunch today I got a bit winded going up the slight hill to our cabin. I mentioned it to staff and look what was delivered to our cabin for me to ride around in! My very own RAZR! This one was new, as the windshield was still there! Dinner tonight was at Creekside. I still happen to have that top also! We also had a little combo play music for us during dinner. After dinner you could grill your own marshmallows for s’mores.

Do you ride Western or English?

How old is the oldest item in your closet that you still wear?

Do you still have your wedding dress in your closet even though it is 39 years old?

September 1, 2011. Brush Creek Ranch Saratoga Wyoming

We stayed in Coop, which was a converted chicken coop. It was a very cozy romantic place to begin our first adventure at Brush Creek. Over the years we have stayed there four times in four different rooms, and also stayed at Magee Homestead, their adults only resort once. I think I should get an award for being a frequent visitor!

Do you want to see the floor plan? Of course you do! Your wish is my command! These pictures are all from the Brush Creek website, as I am sure you can tell. This is the main lodge building. There is a wrap around porch with rocking chairs. Inside are lodge rooms, that are similar to a hotel room, meeting rooms, and the main dining room. For the high end wedding you can do a ranch buy out and have all your guests stay here. In the background you can see the dining room tables and chairs. There is a lovely bar with bar stools. Yes, those are real fleece seat backs! In fact, when I first looked up the website I fell in love with those chairs. I was so excited to finally sit on one! In the foreground is a gas fireplace with glass surround. On some evenings there was music by local artists.

Here I am at the lunch spot. These were preblogging days, I was only sending emails and some facebook posting back then.

All your meals, liquor and activities were included in the rates. There was an additional 23% ranch fee on top of your room rate. There is no tipping, as that’s included in your ranch feee.

I previously mentioned holding weddings at the Ranch. You might choose to have an intimate wedding for just 25 people, that will set you back $30,000 for two nights. For a bigger crowd of 140 guests you can do a ranch buy out. That will be about $160,000, in high season.Still too many guests on your list? Well, then the Supreme Wedding package is only $165,000. That includes a tent. Don’t forget to add the 23%. Now that’s a wedding the father of the bride will never forget. Band, flowers and officiant are extra. There are many blog posts about weddings at the ranch if you want to be a voyeur!

I didn’t say anything about Steve’s fishing yet. He actually caught three fish at the Creekside Dinner Camp the first night! Here is Steve with a beautiful brown trout. This is a picture of a beautiful rainbow that Steve caught. Yes, he was as happy as he looked! Our final picture of the day was another brown trout.

Steve ended up catching nine fish for the day.

Do you like destination weddings?

Would you rather have a room with a shower or a bath?

Do you prefer all your meals included in your rate?

Fishing in Argentina February/March 2018

This is Steve’s narrative of our trip to Argentina. You can tell he writes to a different audience than I do. I will add pictures to the post.

Our next trip was to Argentina where I fished the Chimehuin out of Tipiliuke Lodge near San Martin de los Andes on Feb 26, 27, 28 and then after a stay in Villa Angostura, the Traful and Limay out of Estancia Arroyo Verde near Bariloche, March 3-7.

Tipiliuke (tipiliuke.com) is a beautiful old lodge in a very large estancia, with the Lanin volcano, over 11,000 feet and snow capped, visible in the distance.

There are 2 rivers, plus a constructed spring creek, but I fished the main draw, the Chimehuin, all 3 days. My guide was Adrain, a very experienced and knowledgeable guide and fisherman, who is captain of the Argentine national team. The Chimehuin is a good sized river with deep pools, fast runs,and broad riffles, crossable at this low water season. The water temperature was 60-62 and the river was very clear. It is populated with wild rainbows and browns, with some huge browns taken, especially in April. the weather was beautiful every day-cool mornings that warmed to around 60 by the time we hit the water around 10 am, and peaking around 75-80 in late afternoon. It was breezy, but nothing like Chile. The fishing day was 10 am until around 2 pm, then a great lunch back at the lodge and a siesta, followed by an evening session from around 6 pm until dark, which was close to 9 pm even this late in the season. Dinner was at 10 pm. On February 26 I fished the El Cardinal beat and caught 12 rainbows and 2 browns in the first session, with the best a 17 ” rainbow . Most came on Adrian’s fullinguista nymph, a spartan Spanish perigon nymph of thread and UV cement with a copper bead. For the pm session, I fished the Whitestone beat and caught 13 rainbows and 3 browns, none over 13″. Fishing was fast and furious during the last half hour of daylight swinging a yellow mayfly nymph in a fast riffle.

On February 27, I fished the Anquendo beat for the am session and caught 14 rainbows and 1 brown. I caught 2 on the PMX, one on a fly I tied, and most of the rest on another Euro nymph, the blue and orange. (Linda’s comment is “the blue and orange, not to be confused with the orange and blue”) Three fish were 16-17.75″ and three others were 13-14″. For the pm, I fished Andres’ pool and Cormorant Island, and caught 9 rainbows and 2 browns. One rainbow was 18″. Again the yellow mayfly nymph was hot, but I also caught 3 on the dun, a size 8. The hatch lasts only 20 minutes but it’s great fun.

On February 28 I fished the same beat as the prior pm, just a lower section. I caught 18 rainbows and 2 browns in the am session, most on another Euro nymph called the Superman because of its red and blue colors. I also caught 5 on small dries. Again, my largest was an 18′ rainbow. For the evening I convinced Linda to go out for the yellow fly hatch. She caught 3 swinging the nymph in fast waster, one a hard fighting 16 incher, and she was briefly attached to a really big fish. This time we have both photo and video evidence, thanks to Adrian. Adrian had me use his Euro nymphing outfit, a 10 foot, 3 weight rod with a tiny reel spooled with monofilament. I quickly caught 8, none large, in a nice run, then one more on the yellow fly nymph,giving me 30 for the day and 86 for the 3 days on the Chimehuin. I loved both the river and Tipiliuke Lodge, and would like to return some day. Adrian was a superb guide, both enthusiastic and knowledgeable.

Starting on the evening of March 3, I fished the Traful on the property of Estancia Arroyo Verde. estanciaarroyoverde.com.ar. Both the river and lodge are justly famous for their beauty and ambiance.

Fernando Gonzalez was my guide for the entire stay. Like Adrian, he is very experienced and knowledgeable. On this first evening, I caught 2 7 inchers on a PMX. The next morning, March 4, was cool and windy and we fished the upper 2 pools where landlocked salmon are often found. We sighted 5, which I cast to hundreds of times, with no action. In the pm session, I fished some gorgeous water downstream and caught only 3 small fish on the PMX. The water was slow and extremely clear, and a bit too warm, which could explain the lack of good fish showing . I asked Fernando what he thought and he said, “I have many excuses. I just don’t know which one is right”. But I knew going in that the Traful is moody and difficult, with few fish but also some really big ones. March 5 started well. It was a beautiful sunny toning, cool and calm. I caught a 19″ brown on my first cast at the head of a small side channel on a PMX and caught 6 small rainbows on dries. We also saw 3 very nice browns in a willow lined side channel, and marked their lies for the evening session. In the evening I caught only 1 15″ brown on a Fat Albert . The others we saw in the morning did not show.

On March 6 I floated the Limay from 12 Miles upstream of the reservoir down to its entrance. The Limay is big water, even this late in the season. Wading is not really an option. It has a mixture of small to medium sized rainbows and browns that can exceed 10 pounds. The rainbows take insect imitations but the browns eat meat, especially a crab called a Pancora, which is very common. It is 1-2 inches long and very dark. We used a PMX or chubby Chernobyl on a 6 weight and pancora imitations on a 7 weight with a fast sinking tip. The fish were widely scattered, with the best fishing in the shallowest, fastest water. Deep runs and pools simply did not produce, although they do at times produce big browns. I caught 5 browns and 7 rainbows for the day. The rainbows were 10-15″, and only one came to a dry, although I missed 2 nice browns on the PMX. All of the other fish took the pancora or an articulated leech. One of these was a very thick brown, over 21″ that Fernando guesstimated at 2.5 kg, or about 5.5 pounds. But the star of the day was a very fat 18 inch brown that was as beautiful as any I’ve caught. All of the fish that took the pancora or leech crushed it. On March 7, we again tried for salmon in the 2 uppermost pools below the lake outlet. The first had no fish visible, but 3 were sitting on a shallow gravel bar in the second pool. After many casts, I was able to hook and land a very nice 24 incher on an ugly bug nymph. I was very disappointed with the fight, mostly head shaking and a few short runs. Later, I caught a small brown and a small rainbow, giving me the grand slam for the Traful. In the evening, we again went hunting for big browns, but I caught only 4 smallish rainbows on the PMX. However, that evening another guest, Dennis Hall of Calgary, who has fished the Traful for years, caught an incredible 29.5″ brown on a big streamer, besting the 28″ brown he’d caught a few years back. The prior evening, in response to my commenting that the fishing was slow, Dennis remarked “Yes, but always remember that on this river your next cast can produce the fish of a lifetime”. This is why I want to return to the Traful. Fernando emphasized that April is best, when the water cools and the browns begin their spawning run, both from the lake above and reservoir below. Likewise the Limay gives up its best fish then.

Overall, I caught 32 during my 4.5 days of fishing at Arroyo Verde, and 118 for the trip.

I hope that you enjoyed Steve’s trip report and my inserted pictures!

Tuesday March 6, 2018 Arroyo Verde, Argentina

As I have caught up on all my more recent adventures it is time that I finish up on our trip to Argentina. As you recall Steve and I traveled to Argentina in February and March. His goal continues to be to catch a fish each month until he drops dead or can’t jerk anymore fish lips; whichever comes first. Steve is off fishing every day and I am reading and blogging. You need to recall that due to my being on blood thinners due to a clot in February 2017 I didn’t do any horseback riding at Arroyo Verde as the nearest hospital is over two hours away. If I were to fall and hurt myself, well it might be “Goodbye-Linda” and my loyal fans would not like that. Or at least I hope they would not like that! For the superstitious I have just knocked wood and spat three times. I started my day with my normal breakfast of scrambled eggs with two slices of bacon. Steve opted with his usual mushroom omelette.

We said good bye at breakfast to my friends from South in the United States. They were a lot of fun, and the guys caught some great fish. The Crazy Male Argentinians contingent was still going to be here for a few days, and a wife and daughter would be coming Wednesday. I was looking forward to meeting them.

I was also excited as new guests were arriving late in the day. A Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Hmm. Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Now even I can recognize a fake name. Who might our new guests be? Hollywood royalty like Brad Pitt and a girlfriend? You will have to wait until dinner time for the answer to that question!

There was a lot of talk at meal time about a beautiful fishing spot near Kilometer 9. The road from the gate to the estancia was ten kilometers, so this marker was only about a kilo from where we were staying.

Here is my guide, of course I have forgotten his name. He is from France, and had a delicious accent. You can see here how big the rocks were that we had to scramble over. In the spring time the water levels really rise, you can see some of the sticks and brush that have accumulated up the banks of the river.It was very interesting to see the erosion of the rocks due to water over thousands of years.

Ready for a little Zen? This is what Steve sees and hears when he is out fishing. I don’t see any fish do you? The water was quite warm, a little too warm for the fish to be happy. Many of them were in the lake as it was late summer, equivalent to just before Labor Day. We were told that the time to come for the big fish was April. Next time!

We had spied Dennis, one of the other guests, and his guide on the way to look at the stream. They had started to pack up and look for another spot to fish at, as the fish were not biting here. Dennis loved looking the part of an Argentine angler with his cap. The cap has a special name, I don’t think it is just called a beret! This is a close up of the fly box the guide had. And Steve will tell us what the flies are when he edits this post for me. Jump in here Steve! editors note: clockwise from upper left : Zonker, Foam Beetle, Fat Albert, Prince nymph, Parachute Adams, Argentine mystery fly.I had enough traipsing over the rocks by now, and I suggested we head back to the Estancia. Soon it was time to have lunch and look at another pretty place setting. Looks like ham rolled around some kind of spread, with fresh tomatoes. Katrina had to go into town to get her Toyota truck an oil change and service. I was granted the honor to push the button to notify the wait staff that we were ready for the next course! You can only imagine how thrilled I was to push the button. I am being serious here. Those that know me, know that I am thrilled by the simplest things in life. I may like to go to exotic places and meet interesting people, but give me a chance to be the hostess and push a button -Whoa!

I think in my next life I am going to come back as a hostess of a lodge. I love meeting people and entertaining. Unfortunately it’s not all fun and games. You rarely have time off, and sometimes there are difficult guests that need to be entertained or subtlety told to shut up. And sometimes their checks bounce.Here is a picture of our lunch. I can identify the salad, carrots, a grilled onion, and what appears to be a piece of mystery meat.

As a reminder, at Arroyo Verde we had breakfast at about 8:30, and then the anglers would go out for the first fishing session. They would return and then we would have a full lunch at 2:30, followed by a siesta. Around 5:00 the anglers would go out again, and then return at 9 or so. Each evening we had a full dinner at candlelight, with fine china and linens. Those guests who did not fish could hike, ride, read or nap. I did a lot of blogging and reading, with some walking. This was a great place to sit and blog and read. After Steve went fishing in the late afternoon the dogs joined me on a walk. They were very protective of me.We went over a stream and guess what happened? Yes, The Labrador’s ditched me to go for a swim! Soon it was time for me to return to our suite. This is where all the trucks are parked when the guides are back from fishing. No one is back but me! Soon it was evening and time for some canapés. These little hot dogs were difficult to skewer! These guys were much easier to pick up and eat!Soon it was time to sit down for another elegant meal. By this time Katrina had returned and I lost my spot taking care of the buzzer! Here is a closeup of the first plate, it shows flies used to catch the fish here.

This is the dinner plate. They were all hand painted and were from 1953!

Dinner is served! Looks like we had potatoes, salad, tomatoes and salmon. We needed a scrumptious dessert, and here it is! Cheesecake with strawberries!

Now to tell you about Mr. and Mrs. Smith. I was waiting all day to find out if they were someone truly worthy of their own LindaExcellentAdventure post. Well, they ended up with a paragraph. Our mystery guests arrived after I returned from my afternoon walk.

Mr. And Mrs. Smith, were actually the Smiths. They were not famous, just regular people. He had recently retired form the government and they had homes in South Carolina and in Washington State where their adult daughter lived. Mrs. Smith was an executive recruiter. Of course I googled her, and she had about ten jobs in the last seven years. I think people found her difficult to work with. The Smith’s did not like Donald Trump, and alternated between making the sign of the cross, shaking their heads and spitting if the President’s name was mentioned. Not really, they just pouted.

Their financial advisor told them they didn’t have to work anymore and could retire and travel. Sounds like they had listened to Dean Witter years ago! He was an angler, she was not. She was going to go out with a bird guide the next day. Steve thought they were nice, I did not like them at all. She was a bit snooty for me.

They loved South America and were looking forward to renting an apartment in Buenos Aires next spring for six weeks. They felt that you needed that long to truly see the city. That sounded like a lot of walking and museum touring for me. Not exactly my cup of tea. I prefer a little of this and a lot of people watching. The Smith’s were planning on inviting their friends to stay with them in Argentina for a week or two next year.

At this point I started laughing to myself. Remember my post about Tipiliuke and the house by the river? I was entranced by that house along the Chimehuin that was for sale. I was also envisioning buying it and inviting our friends down to stay for a week next year. Then I came to my senses, as Steve and I have problems getting our friends to visit us in Lake George. How in the world are we going to get them to take a 10 hour plus flight from NYC to BA, plus another flight to Tipiluike? No way that was going to happen. Well, I wish Mr. and Mrs. Smith good luck on their adventure next year. Perhaps, they may have friends visit them after all.

Do you like cheesecake?

Are you retired?

Are you snooty?

Friday April 6, 2018 Delphi Club, Abaco, Bahamas

Steve got up and went out to flyfish for bonefish. I had a miserable night sratching due to bug bites at lunch yesterday. Some people are immune to bugs and others are well, just irresistible. Unfortunately I find the scratching at bug bites irresistible, and therefore spent  much more time scratching than sleeping.

Breakfast was two eggs over with bacon and coffee. No dragonfruit this morning, but there was watermelon, cantaloupe, pineapple and blueberries.

This is a picture of the sideboard at breakfast from a previous trip in December.

At breakfast many of us were comparing our legs, seeing who had the most bites. Although my bites were not as plentiful as others, I won the prize for the size of welts and skin discolorations. Due to my being on Xarelto, I think I bruised myself with the intensity of my scratching. So now not only do I have small welts, I have these big blotches of redness. I would ordinarily post pictures of eventful situations, but as I don’t want to make anyone vomit, I am keeping my skin pictures to myself. You don’t know how lucky you are.

Jane and Anne went swimming, while I read and tried not to scratch my legs. By lunch time I was convinced that I needed to beg for Benadryl from one of the other guests and a glass of rose to try to calm myself down. I was probably giving everyone the willies with the intensity of my twitching.

I followed my Benadryl with a glass of wine with a green salad with roasted vegetables and grilled chicken with a side order of sweet potato fries. Since I had broken Passover the night before and had my glass of wine at lunch I threw all caution to the wind and had each of the two types of cookies offered.

I warned everyone that with the addition of the Benadryl and a glass of wine, who knew what stories I might tell at lunch! As you can imagine, there were lots of laughs ensuing.

After lunch I went back to the room to read. I was thinking about going in the pool, hoping the chlorine in the pool and sun would settle my skin. Then I worried that I might fall asleep and not be able to move and get more bug bites. So I ended up taking a nap.

Steve came back and he had a pretty good day bonefishing. He caught five, but they weren’t of any great size. The fish were a bit finicky, but you can’t always catch a big fish. Head of the table went to one of the other Steve’s.

The first canapé was a cracker with spinach and pine nuts.

The second canapé was tuna poke on a sesame crisp. Peter , who was sitting next to me while we were watching The Master’s, admonished me for calling it gloppy. Steve told Peter not to be offended, as I use that adjective frequently.

We had another beautiful rainbow, the end of it fell into the water below the lodge. The beach is still messy with seaweed, it needs its weekly raking with the tractor pronto.

Our appetizer this evening was stone crab claws. There isn’t much meat on the claw, but it is tasty.

Steve had the Cornish game hen for dinner.

I had the duo of lobster tails, poached and fried.

Unfortunately it was Friday night and Jason the chef likes to do a fruit and cheese presentation. I’ll have to wait for something sweet on Saturday night.

During the cheese course Max brought out a cardboard fish. They are using it, to try to teach the guides how to take better pictures of the guests with fish. Sometimes the fish aren’t completely in the picture, or the angle of the shot is off. Here is Steve holding the cutout, while I am cracking up. You can tell that I am multitasking and checking things out on my phone as I am wearing my reading glasses at dinner. Although wearing the glasses helps me see the food better. Food always looks better when it is in focus!

This is Steve holding his nine pounder Bonefish from yesterday. The fish is not completely in the picture and it is not held on an angle.

We skipped the after dinner tea, and went downstairs to bed.

Today’s questions:

A recent article showed that 33% of millennials believe the world is flat.

Do you believe the world is flat or round?

Are you a millennial?”

Do you prefer lobster or game hen?

Thursday April 5, 2018 Delphi Club Abaco

I woke up Thursday morning and Steve left to fish. I usually wait until he is out the door before I get ready to start my day. I don’t want to get in his way while he is double checking his pockets to make sure he has everything that he needs, and applying his sunscreen and bug spray. I trotted up stairs a little after 8 to enjoy my two eggs over medium, bacon and fresh fruit. I love dragon fruit, and was excited to see it on the side board.

One of the guests at the lodge is practicing for a swim in Naples Florida. She is going to swim for about four hours. Her husband (one of the three Steves here!) is going to be handing her power bars, and water during the race from a kayak. Wile Hubby was off fishing Anne asked Max to help her practice. For an hour she swam practicing her food and water bottle grabs. Anne is not allowed to touch the kayak at any point in her swim. You can only see Max in this picture, as Anne is on the other side of the kayak. I am not a swimmer, and just can’t imagine how anyone could think that this would be a fun thing to do! Jane decided to go for a swim also, but she has denied any interest in joining this long distance swim club. Wise choice Jane!

While Anne and Jane were out swimming, I took a walk on the driveway that leads to the main road. It’s a big circle, with one side of the circle less traveled than the other. The less traveled side was supposed to be used for guest traffic, but it was bumpier. Margaret, the taxi driver that the lodge uses, refuses to risk her undercarriage on the guest route. I was going to walk for 15 minutes and then turn around, but somehow convinced myself to just go a little bit further to where the two halves of the circle meet near the turn off to the main highway. Unfortunately that spot met at 19:45 seconds on my stop watch. So the whole walk was a miserable 40 minutes in the sun. I thankfully had a hat on, but foolishly brought no water. I finally made it to the lodge, collapsed on the bed and said “Well Done, Linda!”

I came upstairs to get ice water and checked my email. Lo and behold I had gotten an email from Peter that Steve had caught a beautiful bonefish!It was a nine pounder! Steve’s biggest fish so far at Delphi was at least 6.5 pounds, possibly 7. So this was quite the catch! The fish ran into Steve’s backing four times. This means that the fish ran and used all of his line four times! Steve would bring the fish in, and then the fish would take off again.That’s a big and strong fish! Steve was blind casting, meaning that he threw the fly out willy nilly, hoping that it was in a spot where a fish might be cruising by. He told me later that had he fished directly to this fish, he probably would have never either hooked the fish or landed it as he would have been too nervous!Soon it was 12:30 and time for lunch. I had the roasted vegetable salad with corn and jerk chicken. I also had a side order of French fries. We had a fun debate on whether or not sweet potato French fries were healthier than regular French fries! No cookies or wine for me today, but I am counting the hours until Friday night!

There were lots of sand flies nipping on my ankles at lunch. I was not smart and had not put on bug spray. Jane brought out her Avon Skin so Soft and I applied some, but it was too late. I was beginning to get the itchies. So after lunch I added insult to injury and did something especially stupid. As it was raining by the pool I brought one of the chaise lounge cushions to the lounger by our patio. I was out of the rain, and stupidly thought that I was safe from the sand flies as I was wearing a flyfishing shirt that is impregnated with insecticide. I wrapped a towel around my ankles thinking that I would outsmart the bugs. Alas, I think I was actually screaming “Attend the free banquet everyone!Finally Steve came back from his great day fishing and I went inside so he could tell me all about his day. I put some cortisone cream on thinking all was well.

Earlier in the morning I had worked on Wednesday’s post, but going between different wifi zones I accidentally lost my post and had to redo it. So between my crankiness over the bug bites and my lost post, I was in a bit of a bad mood. Steve had the much better day, In fact while he was fishing he thought”Oh, how wonderful life is” and then felt some kind of strange current go through his body. I routinely thank God for all my blessings, especially when things are going well. I don’t want a tragedy to strike and then think that I had never really appreciated all the wonderful things that I have going for me. I will have to ask Steve when he returns later if he had the weird feeling before or after he caught the fish! After Steve showered we went upstairs to the TV room and Steve watched coverage of the Masters while I redid my post. I got a few chuckles from my friends, so I hope it was as amusing as I thought it was! Our first canapé was fried rice balls with dip. Next was some kind of gloppy cream on a toast round. I skipped both, so I can’t give you a tasting report! Here is a picture of the dinner table. Can you see who is Head of the Table? Yes! It’s our Steve, with the biggest fish of the day! Well done, Steve! I should have made him give a retelling of the story to amaze the table, but thought better of it. Maybe I should have had him give me a toast, for finding Delphi? Well, I did that once. And as they say “Once is enough!” Or is it “Once is never enough!”? I can never get my quotations correct, so we’ll have to leave it as it was. Steve spoke with Jane on his left at dinner, and me on his right. He did talk to Peter and Margaret who were next to Jane and I. The first course was a peach salad. I love fresh peaches, and this salad at Delphi is always one of my favorites! Next was our main, Hogfish. It is a very tasty fish, with a lousy name. For dessert I think that we had a tiramisu. I didn’t realize until I hit the bottom of the dish, that there was cake on the bottom. I thought about not eating anymore, or even just eating the top, but ate the whole thing! Oh well, I did a pretty good job keeping Passover.

My questions of the day:

Do you fish?

How do you like your eggs?

Is it “Once is enough”, or “Once is never enough”?

Wednesday April 4, 2018 Delphi Club in Abaco

I messed up big time today. First I realized that yesterday’s post was really Wednesday, not Tuesday, but that was easy to correct. The real bummer is that I labored over an hour for a post that disappeared when I moved from one wifi zone to another waiting for Steve to come back. Well, I will just have to make this post as good or better than the one I was working on this morning. But I must admit that it was really good!

I left you yesterday with a visit to our room. We are in room number four again. Steve and I thankfully have no bad memories in this room!

After we unpacked we went upstairs for lunch on the veranda. Originally I was seated to Steve’s right, but “lemme lemme upgrade Linda”, saw some guests vacating and plopped herself down almost across from Steve. I got to look at the ocean, and Steve got the esteemed pleasure of looking at me. Ha Ha, not really, Steve just hates to move once he is seated. For my birthday I have candle lit dinner parties. I have place cards for everyone and after every course people have to jump up grab their napkins and wine glass and sit someplace else. Steve, as host doesn’t have to move. There is always minor grumbling by the guests about moving. However, as sometime you might be seated next to someone boring, I think that secretly everyone likes the change of dinner companions.

Here is a close up of lunch. We both had chicken Caesar salads.

After lunch we went back to the room. Steve wanted to go fishing, and I wanted to sit by the pool and read. So off he went, and off I went. Unlike Steve, I didn’t put any sunscreen on as I was going to sit under an umbrella in the shade. I bet you think I am going to tell you that I got a horrible sunburn, but no, I didn’t. I finished up the first of the eight books that I have brought along. I have decided to restart the Black Dagger Brotherhood series by J.R. Ward, Dark Lover. It was as good as the last time I read it. She had written three new books in the series that I haven’t gotten around to reading. I figured this was a great time to start up all over again.

This was the view of the pool. We don’t have a direct view of the ocean from the pool patio as the wind is too strong, but you do get to hear the roar of the surf. It’s even better than a mood machine!

After awhile I went back to the room, here is a picture of one of the lovely flowers by the pool. A little bit of spring, for those back home in the northeast! Steve did catch a fish while I was reading, his first ever Triggerfish. I posted a picture yesterday of one.

Our canapes at dinner started with a fried wahoo, and dipping sauces. I skipped the fish, as I am still observing Passover. I have had them in the past and they are really good!

Next were beet slices, topped with goat cheese on a rice cracker. There was much discussion about guests not liking beets!

While the other guests were enjoying their canapés and drinks I noticed other guests admiring the double rainbow. The one on the left was merely a sliver of light, while the really beautiful one was on the right!

Here is everyone gathered for dinner. We have been at Delphi when we were the only guests, and at times when there are many. Steve thinks of Delphi as his own home, and doesn’t like it so much when there are a lot of people here. I think he is getting a trifle possessive! Tonight there were sixteen guests, Max, the manager, and Peter-the creator of all this wonderful madness. Jane, Peter’s wife was here also, as I told you yesterday.

First course was tomatoes with fresh mozzarella, basil, a drizzle of extra virgin olive oil and balsamic vinegar. It was nice and light.

For dinner Steve and I each had the Osso Bucco. I just skipped the polenta on the bottom on the plate. Steve and I both agreed that although tasty, mine is better. I don’t have an original recipe, I follow the one from Marcella Hazan’s wonderful cookbook!

Dessert was pot de creme de chocolate, and of course, you can’t beat a chocolate dessert. I will have problems if there are cakes or brownies between now and Friday night! I have been abstaining from wine, also. Let’s hope I don’t get really ripped Friday night with a Delphi Punch and wine at dinner!

Now is the time for my pet peeve. I have actually had some of you dear readers ask me “Who is David Gandy?” I fear that I may have to put some kind of vetting process for those of you who are not meeting my minimum standards of knowledge.

David Gandy is the top male model in the world. He’s British. He was one of the first of the male models who has a real body, he was not one of those wimpy skinny guys. He has a campaign for Dolce and Gabbana, he is usually posing shirtless and there is often a babe at his side. He has a very intense look in his eyes. Yeah, that look that the heroes in all my romance novels have! He also poses by himself, his shirt ripped open, his six pack showing along with further down….enough, you can google him yourself! In googling him myself for this blog post I found an article called “you can look like David Gandy also”. The article showed how some people actually go through plastic surgery to get his smoldering good looks. No Steve doesn’t have to worry, there is no comparison. David Gandy is not 61. Steve is.

Now for my questions of the day:

Do you like to travel south during the winter?

Have you ever thought of gettin butt injections to look like Kim K?

Do you close your eyes when you kiss your husband and imagine David Gandy?

I am sure that Steve is giving me the stink eye now!