<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:09:54.101-05:00</updated><category term='sailing'/><category term='cruising'/><category term='catamaran'/><category term='kids'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>Cammi's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Sailor/ballerina traveling halfway around the world from Rhode Island to Australia and New Zealand.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7269447794350326831</id><published>2010-08-31T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:30:28.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School in Portsmouth</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I can&amp;#39;t believe that it&amp;#39;s already time to start eighth grade! It feels so long ago when we left on Zen, heading for the Caribbean; but Tonga feels like only a couple months ago even though it&amp;#39;s been a whole year. The whole trip was absolutely amazing, and I loved every moment. Lots of people have asked me if I would do it again. My answer is always &amp;quot;yes&amp;quot;!! There was really nothing I didn&amp;#39;t like. Things like no internet, having to conserve water and electricity, and living in such a small space made me appreciate what we have even more than I did before. I never realized how privileged everyone in this beautiful country is. Yesterday I was washing some pans in the sink and I was thinking about how wonderful a dishwasher is!! &lt;div&gt;  About a month ago, we moved into a new house in Portsmouth. It&amp;#39;s only 10 minutes away from our old townhouse, and is right on the water. We absolutely love it! It&amp;#39;s also our first single-family home, in a real neighborhood. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;As I said, school is starting this week for both Cole and I. Cole is going back to Saint Michael&amp;#39;s School in downtown Newport, and I am doing homeschooling. I decided that I didn&amp;#39;t want to go straight into a crazy schedule with school all day, then lots of homework, and dance every day. Homeschooling is just so much easier! &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;This year I am dancing 6 days a week not including rehearsals. On Fridays I am taking classes at my very first studio in Newport, which I am really excited for! All of my other classes are in Providence (about 35 minutes away from our house). &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Well, that&amp;#39;s about it. I&amp;#39;m sitting at the dining room table right now eating some really yummy muffins for breakfast. Mmm!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a last note, I&amp;#39;ll add some random stuff at the bottom. Bye!!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Place: Aitutaki, Cook Islands and New Zealand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would Love to Live In: New Zealand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loved:  going swimming every day; the beautiful weather; whales&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Appreciate: the dishwasher; the washing machine; internet&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total Miles Sailed: 20,000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Countries Visited: 20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cruising Boats Met: a lot&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7269447794350326831?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7269447794350326831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7269447794350326831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7269447794350326831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7269447794350326831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-in-portsmouth.html' title='Back to School in Portsmouth'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4411827342904650759</id><published>2010-03-14T21:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:19:13.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been sitting here for 5 minutes and I can't think of a name for  this blog.</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! It&amp;#39;s crazy how quickly things can change. One day we were in New Zealand, the next we were on a plane to New York. One day we were in Florida, and the next we were at our house in Rhode Island. Right now I&amp;#39;m sitting in my room in Portsmouth. This time last week we had just arrived into RI after a 3 hour flight from Florida. Today, we just returned from a really fun dinner at Miss Erica and Scott&amp;#39;s house (for those of you who don&amp;#39;t know who they are, Miss Erica used to be our babysitter, and Scott is her husband). Tomorrow I have dance class at Festival Ballet up in Providence! Actually, less than 24 hours after we arrived into RI, I was up there taking classes. I&amp;#39;m now dancing Monday through Friday and I really love it. If it all works out, I may even be able to do culmination, the end of year show! Very exciting. Well, this is only a quick blog, and I&amp;#39;ve got to go to bed. Good night! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4411827342904650759?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4411827342904650759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4411827342904650759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4411827342904650759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4411827342904650759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-been-sitting-here-for-5-minutes-and.html' title='I&apos;ve been sitting here for 5 minutes and I can&apos;t think of a name for  this blog.'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-366946400529162990</id><published>2010-02-13T11:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T11:25:17.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Tropics!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I just realized that a blog that I had sent a few weeks ago never got posted and I can&amp;#39;t find it anywhere on my computer, which stinks. Anyway, right now I am sitting at the dining room table in Nonna&amp;#39;s house in Florida. It&amp;#39;s in the high 60&amp;#39;s and I am planning on going swimming as soon as I finish writing this blog. I love the warm weather! I have to say though, snow is really fun as well. &lt;div&gt; Last Tuesday, Cole and I left Pennsylvania to fly to Florida. At the time there was still snow on the ground after a medium sized blizzard where we get 18 inches of snow. It was so fun! The flight out of PA was pretty uneventful. We arrived into FL around 4:30 and were at Nonna&amp;#39;s house by 7:00. Even though it was raining, walking out into humid air was so nice. The next day we went to the grocery store with Nonna to get some food into the house, and got Cole some flip-flops and a sweatshirt. On Thursday we went to Justice so that I could get some summer clothes. I had no shorts that fit, and only 3 shirts. Luckily, I can now actually choose what to wear, and don&amp;#39;t have to wash my jeans every night so that they are clean to wear the next day. Nonna and I had fun, but I think that Cole would have rather been somewhere else. That night I went to take a class at a dance studio I might go to. It was ballet, and at the end we did a little bit of pointe. Yesterday was Unkie&amp;#39;s birthday! He was supposed to go sky diving over Satellite Beach, but sadly it was raining and he couldn&amp;#39;t jump. Instead, we went to see Percy Jackson and the Olympians the movie. It was a great movie, but a lot of the book was cut out and the story line was changed a bit. It was still a great movie though and we really enjoyed it! Today I&amp;#39;m going to go visit another dance studio even though I won&amp;#39;t be taking any classes as of yet. If I go to this studio, I will only be taking ballet and pointe 2 times a week, but I will also have jazz, lyrical and musical theater. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Well, that&amp;#39;s all for now. I&amp;#39;m off to go convince Cole to come swimming with me. Should be fun. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-366946400529162990?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/366946400529162990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=366946400529162990&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/366946400529162990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/366946400529162990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-to-tropics.html' title='Back to the Tropics!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3474902003224352769</id><published>2010-01-22T08:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T08:20:29.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to 'Real' Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;div&gt;We are having a great time here in PA. It&amp;#39;s kind of funny to get back into &amp;#39;real&amp;#39; life, but I really like it!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished a big series of tests and today I get to go back to a regular day again! I have 7 dance classes a week (2 on Monday, 2 on Tuesday, 2 on Thursday and 1 on Saturday). They are really fun and all the other girls in my class are really nice. I&amp;#39;m having a really great time!!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cole is looking at cars on the internet right now while we wait until 8:45 to drive Lolly to school. He is doing karate classes on Monday, Tuesday and Friday. The dojo is great and Cole is still a brown belt. He loves his classes, and is really happy that the school teaches Kenpo as well as many other different kinds of karate. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauren is reading right Fudge-a-Mania by Judy Blume right now and really likes it. I remember reading Judy Blume&amp;#39;s books! We went to her class yesterday to watch them do presentations on their ancestor&amp;#39;s home country. Lauren did Italy, there were a bunch of Irelands, a Native American tribe, and a few others. They did a great job! Also, on Wednesday, we went to her lower school to see the science fair. Katherine, Darlene and I helped Lolly make her science project and stood at her booth for a while. It was really funny. There are so many kids in that school!!!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katherine is already at school....she starts school at around 8 o-clock just like Cole and I used to. Today is her Roman Day at school. Everyone gets to dress up in togas and gladiator costumes, they have no official school work to do, no homework for the weekend, and they get to have lunch with their whole grade while watching a movie. She is so excited! For her costume, she is wearing one of Pete&amp;#39;s long t-shirts, a brown belt, leggings and my island flip-flops which have black straps and a braided bottom. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pete stays here all day while he works, which is really good. He comes down for lunch and for about an hour he hangs out with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darlene works 3 days a week, but she&amp;#39;s been really busy because there have been lots of meetings that she had to go to. It is really fun when she is here though, because we can go places after school.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby, their 1 year old yorkie-poo is so cute! She is just like a younger Harley! She, of course, thinks that she is bigger than all of us and is the queen of the house. Oh, and she is also a serial killer.......of stuffed animals. Step one: rip out the eyes........Step 2: gouge all the fur out of the faces........Step 3: kill it in any other way thought of. It&amp;#39;s really funny!!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that&amp;#39;s about it for us. I&amp;#39;m going to go read my book. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3474902003224352769?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3474902003224352769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3474902003224352769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3474902003224352769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3474902003224352769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-real-life.html' title='Back to &apos;Real&apos; Life'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-979608036815197527</id><published>2010-01-05T12:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:49:36.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Home</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! We arrived into the Barkman's house in Pennsylvania last night, and have just finished school. It is a little odd....our best friends, Kak and Lolly are at school and our parents are here with us, while we do homeschooling in their house. So we have basically claimed their house as our own, and moved in. We have also stolen their dog, Abby. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, not really, but close. Abby is the cutest puppy in the whole world and is just hysterical. She has 'puppy spasms' when she runs around the house randomly at top speed while barking her head off. It is so funny! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've gotta go find something to do with myself for the next 2.5 hours while my poor friends suffer through their 7 hour school day. Luckily Kak and I have dance class tonight at 5!!! :D Bye! &lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Camo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-979608036815197527?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/979608036815197527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=979608036815197527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/979608036815197527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/979608036815197527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-new-home.html' title='Our New Home'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3761927142155477961</id><published>2009-12-28T16:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:45:37.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not over yet</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe that this time last year, we were sitting on the deck of Zen in the beautiful San Blas islands off the coast of Panama. It feels like so long ago. Lots of people have asked if I enjoy living back in the States. My answer is probably yes. It&amp;#39;s great to see friends and family, and go to the places that we missed for 2 years, but it&amp;#39;s hard to choose between the two, very different life styles. Cruising, or land life? We don&amp;#39;t have to worry about that yet though. Next week we will be driving up to the Barkman&amp;#39;s house in Pennsylvania. Cole and I will live there with our best buddies for about a month while Mommy and Daddy go back to New Zealand and get the boat ready to go on a ship. Zen is now blue, and has a few interior changes. Then, we will all fly to Florida where we will stay for 6 months while we wait for Zen to arrive on the ship. There are lots of things planned for the next couple of months. I will join Katherine&amp;#39;s dance classes, and Cole may join a karate dojo. Then, in Florida, we will do both karate and dance. Possibly even piano. It should be fun! &lt;div&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3761927142155477961?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3761927142155477961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3761927142155477961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3761927142155477961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3761927142155477961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-not-over-yet.html' title='It&apos;s not over yet'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-8204739081456381239</id><published>2009-12-15T16:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:35:29.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I would like to announce that we are sitting in our house in Portsmouth, RI this very minute! Today we went to school at Saint Michael&amp;#39;s and had a great time. It feels like we never left! Well, this will just be a quick blog update, but I just wanted to say that we arrived safely. The flight here was really long, and a bit boring, but it was fine. Dance class at All Star Dance Academy is tonight! I did ballet and pointe yesterday...it was fun. It&amp;#39;s really great to see all of our friends and family, and hopefully I&amp;#39;ll be able to see everyone from Festival Ballet soon as well! Okay, that&amp;#39;s about it. Have a great couple of weeks...merry Christmas and happy New Year!&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-8204739081456381239?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/8204739081456381239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=8204739081456381239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8204739081456381239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8204739081456381239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/12/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7820161785905471470</id><published>2009-12-11T06:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T06:20:09.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Namaste!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! If you&amp;#39;re wondering, namaste is the way that you say &amp;#39;hi&amp;#39; in India, where we are now! We arrived into India last Monday, but not before a quick and unexpected trip to Bangkok, Thailand. &lt;div&gt;Okay, so how can a trip to Thailand be unexpected? Well, when we arrived into the Thailand airport we went to the desk where we were supposed to receive our transfer tickets into India. Unfortunately, we had some problems with visas and were forced to stay at a hotel for the next 3 days while we waited for our visas. At first I was disappointed that we weren&amp;#39;t going to be able to go straight to India, and go to my aunt&amp;#39;s wedding, but it ended up being really fun. We stayed at a hotel on the Chao Phraya river, which is about an hour away from the airport. It was super warm, and I ended up having to pull out my sun dresses. Of course, we had to see the dance show and buffet the next night. It was a really cool show and was very different from the South Pacific Island&amp;#39;s shows. The woman had really long finger nail extensions and everyone had big, tall, gold head dresses that looked like the tops of some of the buildings we saw. Also, the food was so good. I&amp;#39;ve never had such good Thai food in my life. That day, we explored the city by train. It was like a monorail that goes just about everywhere you need to go. We went to the huge &amp;#39;weekend market&amp;#39; and explored there for about an hour and a half. We saw lots of cool things and even some puppies and bunnies! After that we went to a huge mall called &amp;#39;Siam Paragon&amp;#39; where we had lunch. The food court was humungous! Our last day rivaled with our passport extravaganza in Boston before we left the States two years ago. The only difference was that we were looking for visas, Mommy didn&amp;#39;t have a cast, and we were sweating our butts off, not shivering. The main idea was that it was really hectic. We did finally get everything settled and made it to our 5 PM flight to India that evening. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The next day we started our journey in India. We met our family here in New Delhi and basically ate and talked all day. It&amp;#39;s still crazy to think that all these people I am meeting are my aunts, uncles and cousins! The next day we took our 5 hour drive to Agra where we visited the amazing Taj Mahal. It was so beautiful. We had a great guide that knew everything there is to know about India and was really funny at the same time. First, he took us to a huge fort that was built in the time of the Moghals. It was really cool to actually stand in a place that I just studied about in history! After that, we visited the Taj Mahal. It is just so big! There was amazing detail and everything was thought of. For example, there are four spires on each corner of the Taj. Each one is leaning out at a different angle in case of an earth quake. If an earth quake over 8.5 was to hit the Taj, each spire would fall at a different time, making it so that none of the mosques near it would be hurt or damaged. Amazing right? Inside, there is just unbelievable decoration. All sorts of little tiny stones with really brilliant colors were placed by hand into the marble to form thousands of little flowers. There was blue, red, orange, green, brown and even some yellow! One red stone called carnelia glowed if you put a flashlight up against it. The workmanship and preciseness was just amazing. I really, really enjoyed that part of our trip. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;But right now, we are back in Delhi. I hope to see everyone soon!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7820161785905471470?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7820161785905471470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7820161785905471470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7820161785905471470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7820161785905471470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/12/namaste.html' title='Namaste!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7393425280393422603</id><published>2009-12-11T05:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T05:50:54.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolly Stock Down Under</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! Sorry I haven&amp;#39;t written in so long! It&amp;#39;s actually been a few weeks since Lolly Stock ended, but I&amp;#39;ll post some of my journal entries about my favorite parts of the trip. If you&amp;#39;re wondering, Lolly Stock Down Under was when the Barkmans came to visit us in the New Zealand! We rented two campers and drove all around the South Island for 8 days. We had so much fun!!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Okay, so this is probably the most crazy filled day:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Day 5: We did the craziest stuff today......well, I guess more crazy for the dads and my mom, but still crazy! All of us went up a really steep chairlift to the top of a mountain. At the top, we got our tickets and took another, smaller ski lift to the base of a small cart track. There, we got really cool, little carts that you rode down the mountain on. Kak, Lolly, Cole and I went down 5 times each and loved it. We went really fast and crashed into stuff. Typical. When we were done, the dads announced that they were going to do the bungy jump next to the cart track in preperation for the bigger canyon swing that they would do later that day. The jump was 100 meters down, and you had to do a dive, as if into a swimming pool, off the platform. We were so scared for them. Daddy went 1st and loved it. Then Pete went 3rd. Both were so glad they did it and had a great time. We then went to the upstairs buffet to have lunch (which was soo good). But we had to eat fast for fear of missing the bus that would bring us to the canyon swing, which is a really big swing attached to a line that goes accross a canyon by bungy cords. No, I didn&amp;#39;t do it, but Mommy, Daddy and Pete did. Below the 300 meter high platform that these crazy people were going to jump off of, were sharp cliff-rocks and white water rapids. Daddy, again, went 1st. He, of course, jumped off the platform backwards, freefalling for 3 senconds before starting the ark of the swing. He loved it, and while in swing, anounced that he was &amp;#39;deffinitely doing this again&amp;#39;. Mommy was next. She went off the cliff a bit more careful than Daddy and just stepped off the platform. Screaming the whole way down, she also loved it. Pete was next and jumped off forwards, but pretended to run as he fell as if he didn&amp;#39;t mean to jump. He really enjoyed it too. After two other 20 someodd year old girls went, Daddy and Pete both took a second turn. They both decided to do the scariest jump that you could do....head first. Yeah. But, they both really liked it and we all laughed hysterically at the pictures. So that was day 5. You can imagine what the rest of the trip was like! Some of the other highlights were a trip to a really huge glacier (miles long and high), a jet boat ride, 45 minutes at a hot tub place that overlooked a river, and a 6 hour drive along a tiny, winding, dirt road along the &amp;#39;Valley of Death&amp;#39;. It was really funny...a sign at the beginning of the road warned us that &amp;#39;no campers are allowed&amp;#39;. We had lots of fun. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that&amp;#39;s it for now! Bye!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7393425280393422603?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7393425280393422603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7393425280393422603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7393425280393422603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7393425280393422603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/12/lolly-stock-down-under.html' title='Lolly Stock Down Under'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6472803336728858218</id><published>2009-11-11T17:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:42:13.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia!</title><content type='html'>So a few weeks ago we flew over to Australia. But don&amp;#39;t think that it wasn&amp;#39;t uneventful. Cole and I believe, that for some reason, airports do not like us. To start off, Daddy had a stomach bug, and was not in the mood to drive for 3 hours, and then fly for 3 more hours. So Mommy, Cole and I went to the airport in a taxi, while Daddy stayed at our house for one more day. When we arrived at the check in desk at the airport, the lady asked us if we had our Australian visas. Well, we were only going to be in Sydney for 5 days, and didn&amp;#39;t think that we would need visas. When we told her that we had no visas she told us that we needed to run (emphasize the &amp;#39;run&amp;#39; part) down the hall and get one for each of us. So once we had our visas, had our tickets and were ready to go through security, it was about 30 minutes before our flight left. Luckily, security was really fast and our flight was also delayed a few minutes. &lt;div&gt; Anyway, we arrived to our hotel in Sydney at around 7:00, and we were hungry. Not really wanting to go and sit at a restaurant, we ordered some food off of the huge room service menu. But let me tell you, our room was amazing. We had a view of the bridge, bay and opera house. We could watch the ferries going across the harbor, and see the people walking over the bridge. Also, there was a full kitchen, washing machine, dryer and dishwasher in the room! There were two big bedrooms with their own bathrooms, a desk overlooking the harbor, and a little living room with a TV. It was so cool. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So the next day we went to meet our friends from the boat Carl Linne who had rented a little sailboat and wanted to take us around the harbor. We had a great time, and met Daddy the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because we had heard so much about it, we took a VIP tour of the zoo. We got to go into the &amp;#39;backstage&amp;#39; of the zoo with a guide and pet some of the coolest animals. We got to pet a kangaroo, and put our face right next to a koala! We also saw other animals with the weirdest names like the quocca. It was the most amazing zoo experience I&amp;#39;ve ever had!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;After our two days in the harbor, we went to live in a little Bed and Breakfast near my Mom&amp;#39;s high school friend, Mudgie. We spent Halloween with Mudgie and her family, and had a great time trick or treating. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;And to top it off, we had to go to the Sydney Opera house for a tour. It was beautiful. We learned all about the architects, how long it took to build and a bunch of other stuff. There were 7 small theaters! We only got to go to 3, but each was perfectly designed. Everything was thought of. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Then, it was finally time to go back to New Zealand. Luckily, Daddy had been feeling better and we had a very nice, and uneventful flight in the biggest, most luxurious airplane in the air. It had two stories, a personal TV on the back of each seat and a full menu to chose your meal from. It was so nice. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we are in our house right now getting ready to go to the boat. Bye!!&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. Today is Mommy and Daddy&amp;#39;s 15th anniversary!!! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6472803336728858218?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6472803336728858218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6472803336728858218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6472803336728858218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6472803336728858218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/11/australia.html' title='Australia!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6015431666589715003</id><published>2009-10-24T18:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:15:10.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Land Life in New Zealand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sorry that it&amp;#39;s been so long since my last blog, but we&amp;#39;ve been busy getting settled here in New Zealand! We are already in a house in one of the suburbs near the main town/port here, Whangarei. It&amp;#39;s so beautiful....it&amp;#39;s green everywhere with lots of cows and sheep. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;About two weeks ago, when we sailed into New Zealand, it was morning, and we pulled into a marina called Marsden Cove. As soon as we tied up to the dock, customs and immigration people came on board to check us in. After about an hour of official stuff, we were ready to go to the &amp;#39;Town Basin&amp;#39;, which is where we would sit until Zen was pulled out of the water. The Town Basin is a very protected harbor that is at the end of a river that goes into Whangarei. Thanks to our new friend Ian, we were at a dock right next to town. The town is really cool, and after being away from real civilization for 18 months, this is pretty cool. So anyways, we were at the town basin for about 4 days while we looked for a house to rent while Zen was getting worked on. Finally, we found a home only a few minutes away from town. Then, a few days ago, Zen was pulled out of the water by a crane. I wasn&amp;#39;t there, but I saw pictures and it looked pretty cool. There were two straps that were attached to the crane and were hanging in the water. Mommy and Daddy then drove Zen into the straps so that she was floating directly over them. Then, once everything was secure, the crane pulled upwards and Zen came out of the water. She is now sitting in a shed, getting prepped for the work that needs to be done. She&amp;#39;ll be painted, the sails and canvas work will be changed and we are working on finding some new material for the inside cushions and chairs. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Anyways, right now Daddy and I are sitting at our dining room table enjoying high speed Internet while Cole finishes up school. We plan on going to a zip-lining/outdoor adventure place later today once Cole is done. It sounds really cool! Tomorrow I have ballet class at a new studio that I just joined last week. I&amp;#39;m having a great time and the kids and teachers there are really nice. Also on Monday, Cole has his second karate class in New Zealand which he is enjoying too. Then, on Wednesday we go to Sydney, Australia to visit friends, and explore the big city for a few days. We&amp;#39;ll only be there for 4 days, but our schedule is already packed with something to do everyday. It should be fun! Once we get back from Australia, we&amp;#39;ll only have 2 more weeks until the Barkmans come to visit us for 10 days! While they&amp;#39;re here, we are going to rent two campers and drive around the South Island (or Southland as it is known down here). It will be quite interesting driving on the wrong side of the rode, sitting on the wrong side of the car, and shifting with the wrong hand (am I doing what I think I&amp;#39;m doing?)! Then, after the Barkmans leave, we&amp;#39;ll stay in a hotel for two days before we fly out to India where we will visit our family. Then on December 10th, 11th, 12th, or 13th (not sure which), we leave India and live on a plane for two days.........................until we arrive back in RI!! Yup, we&amp;#39;re pretty excited for all this traveling. The only problem is that we will have to cram in as much school as possible before all of this excitement starts so that we will finish before September of 2010! Well, I think that I&amp;#39;m going to go enjoy high speed Internet...bye! &lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6015431666589715003?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6015431666589715003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6015431666589715003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6015431666589715003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6015431666589715003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/10/land-life-in-new-zealand.html' title='Land Life in New Zealand'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3607370641299040008</id><published>2009-10-07T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:04:14.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Zealand Here We Come!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoPlainText&gt;Okay, so today is the two-days-before-arrival-to-New Zealand mark! I can't believe that we are so close...I guess that after knowing that this is where we wanted to get eventually for my entire life, it's a little exciting, overwhelming, but still sad. It's exciting because we're finally gonna get there and NZ is supposed to be amazing. Also, it is the first first-world country that Cole, Daddy or I have been to for 8 months. It's overwhelming because, as I said, I've known, for my whole life, that our family dream was to sail here..and now we're here. I don&amp;#8217;t really know how to explain it. Last, it's sad because it is the end point of our sailing life in the Pacific. Anyways, when we get to NZ (in&amp;nbsp; 2 days!!!), we'll move into an apartment in the middle of Whangarei so that the boat can be hauled out of the water, painted and have some other jobs done (such as re-doing the interior cushions, and moving fuel and water tanks around). After settling in, Cole and I hope to find a karate dojo and ballet studio where we can take classes for the two months that we will be in NZ. I've found a studio already, but I don't know much about it. Well, right now we are going about 7.5-8 knots with a full jib and a reefed main (reefed means that we haven't put up the whole sail because there is strong winds...don't worry, we often reef and conditions right now are good). The waves are a bit big...8-10 feet, but since we have been on passage for about 4 days, we are used to them now. Lately, I've been learning a lot about meteorology (the study of weather and its patterns) because of the unusual weather between NZ, Tonga and Australia. It can sometimes be tricky to find a nice, long 'weather window' (or period of time when there is good weather to make a passage), and you could get stuck in high winds. Lucky for us, we are in the correct month for good weather, are a fast cruising boat and have a good meteorologist on board (Daddy). We found a good weather window that suits our speeds and carries us to the exact place we need to go. Also, we communicate with Commanders Weather, which is a company in the States that predicts weather for cruising boats like us. They are very helpful and have pointed us in the right direction many times. Another thing that we had hoped for and gotten, was to have a few other boats sailing with us. Right now we have about 5 other boats on our same path with whom we talk with on the radio every day to check in and see how everyone is doing. Well, other than that, now that we are going south to where winter is still going on, the climate has gotten colder. It's about 69 degrees inside the boat now, but outside it's a bit colder because of the wind. At least we will be more prepared for the New England winter that we will throw ourselves into this upcoming Christmas!&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoPlainText&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3607370641299040008?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3607370641299040008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3607370641299040008&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3607370641299040008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3607370641299040008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-zealand-here-we-come.html' title='New Zealand Here We Come!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-2964202495981300622</id><published>2009-09-22T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:07:33.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dive Tonga</title><content type='html'>Wow I haven&amp;#39;t written a blog in a long time! So many things have gone on.&lt;br&gt;First, there was the Vava&amp;#39;u Regatta. Vava&amp;#39;u is the name of the group of&lt;br&gt;islands we are in right now. Anyways, during the regatta we participated in&lt;br&gt;all sorts of activities that were held (kids day, corn hole tournaments, and&lt;br&gt;a race). It was really fun! Then at the end of the week, Ami and Rick on the&lt;br&gt;boat Tara Vana came to stay on Zen for a few days. We met them in Cartegena,&lt;br&gt;and since they were back in the States for a little while, they had some&lt;br&gt;free time to come and visit us in Tonga. They aren&amp;#39;t really sure whether or&lt;br&gt;not they want to sail across the Pacific themselves, so apart from visiting&lt;br&gt;us, they were able to understand what the Pacific is like. We had  lots of&lt;br&gt;fun, and Daddy, Ami, Rick and I went on some awesome dives together. On one&lt;br&gt;of the dives, we got to go into a really cool little air bubble about 50&lt;br&gt;feet  below the surface. It was just a little cave underwater, but if you&lt;br&gt;went up to the top of it, there was a little spot where you could take out&lt;br&gt;your regulator and breath regular air! It was so cool and the water in that&lt;br&gt;one spot was really warm. At the end of the 10 days that Ami and Rick were&lt;br&gt;with us, they went back to town and stayed at a hotel for a little while to&lt;br&gt;experience land life in Tonga as well. When they were in town, we explored&lt;br&gt;many of the &amp;#39;outer anchorages&amp;#39; where there are no people. All of the&lt;br&gt;anchorages are really amazing. Right now we are in a little bay called&lt;br&gt;Manamita with our friends on Dosia and one other boat that I don&amp;#39;t know.&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s just a little, protected lagoon surrounded by a reef. Today, while the&lt;br&gt;adults went snorkeling and Cole and I did school, we all saw a couple of&lt;br&gt;huge humpback whales breaching right outside the reef! I&amp;#39;ve never seen&lt;br&gt;anything like it...the whales came diving out of the water and, as if in&lt;br&gt;slow motion, fell back into it sideways. It&amp;#39;s so cool to watch the whales&lt;br&gt;play. Also, even though you would think that something so big would make a&lt;br&gt;really low sound, their &amp;#39;songs&amp;#39; are actually really high pitched. Sometimes,&lt;br&gt;while we are swimming, you can hear them. Anyways, I&amp;#39;m just so amazed at how&lt;br&gt;fast the trip has gone! We will be in New Zealand within the next three&lt;br&gt;weeks depending on the weather. A few days after we get there, we will move&lt;br&gt;into an apartment so that Zen can get hauled out of the water to get some&lt;br&gt;work done (we&amp;#39;re repainting the hulls and redoing some of the interior&lt;br&gt;stuff). Well, Dosia is here so I&amp;#39;ve gotta go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-2964202495981300622?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/2964202495981300622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=2964202495981300622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2964202495981300622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2964202495981300622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/09/dive-tonga.html' title='Dive Tonga'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4979100905469041541</id><published>2009-09-01T23:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:12:01.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian Feast on Zen</title><content type='html'>August 31: So right now we are underway to another anchorage where we will&lt;br&gt;meet up with Bravado, but last night we had an Asian feast on Zen with Brick&lt;br&gt;House, Flashback and Dosia. There was delicious food; rice noodles with&lt;br&gt;vegetables, chicken and a sauce on top...traditional Indian dhall and&lt;br&gt;rotis...3 fish curry and a pineapple, banana and Nutella spring roles. But&lt;br&gt;anyways, I&amp;#39;ll start from the beginning: When everyone first arrived, and was&lt;br&gt;just settling down, Jeff on Flashback looked out the window and said &amp;#39;oh&lt;br&gt;shoot&amp;#39;! Margie on Dosia also looked out and said &amp;#39;Hey Julie! Your boat&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;floating away!&amp;#39;. We all ran out onto the back deck, and sure enough,&lt;br&gt;Flashback, the  big boat, was floating away. It&amp;#39;s anchor must have broken&lt;br&gt;free from the sand, dropping off the ledge that the boats were anchored on.&lt;br&gt;So the guys went out to save Flashback while we started setting up dinner.&lt;br&gt;Luckily they got the boat back and safely anchored. We all had a really&lt;br&gt;delicious dinner, and everyone lived happily ever after. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4979100905469041541?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4979100905469041541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4979100905469041541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4979100905469041541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4979100905469041541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/09/asian-feast-on-zen.html' title='Asian Feast on Zen'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-754948641850348031</id><published>2009-09-01T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:10:13.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocpaw Goat Island</title><content type='html'>September 1: So I bet you are wondering what Cocpaw means. It is actually a&lt;br&gt;mixture of the two words coconut and pawpaw (papaya), and is the name I gave&lt;br&gt;to an island that Mommy, Daddy and I just explored. It was pretty small, but&lt;br&gt;had lots of cool trails to explore. So Mommy, Daddy and I  (Cole was doing&lt;br&gt;school) went ashore to the little, uninhabited island and started to&lt;br&gt;explore. When we first arrived, we walked into the center of the island&lt;br&gt;where there were a few trees and bushes, but looked as though it had been&lt;br&gt;burned from a bonfire. We saw a bunch of coconuts on the ground and so Daddy&lt;br&gt;went to try and break one open so that we could eat and drink the meat and&lt;br&gt;water in the center. Because coconuts are really hard, and have an extremely&lt;br&gt;strong outer coating, we were unable to break it open without a knife, but&lt;br&gt;settled with taking a bunch and putting them in the dinghy for later. The&lt;br&gt;next thing we discovered (much to Mommy&amp;#39;s delight, and not much to mine) was&lt;br&gt;a pawpaw tree. It was a smallish tree, but still had multiple pawpaws that&lt;br&gt;were easy for us to grab. We also took about 6 of those and put them in the&lt;br&gt;dinghy for us and our friends. Not seeing any other treasures around us, we&lt;br&gt;decided to try and circumnavigate the island. We started on the beach,&lt;br&gt;walking along the sand and broken bits of coral, completely dry and happy.&lt;br&gt;But the road started to get a little rough and we eventually found ourselves&lt;br&gt;in mid-thigh deep water, walking on the slippery coral beneath us. We were&lt;br&gt;still having fun..everything around here is an adventure. On our left side&lt;br&gt;was a wall, about 10 feet tall, of coral/rock that had been beaten away at&lt;br&gt;by the waves. We soon came to an opening that you could climb up through and&lt;br&gt;get to the land part of the island. Daddy climbed up first and surveyed the&lt;br&gt;area. I couldn&amp;#39;t see him from below, but he said it looked like there was a&lt;br&gt;trail that we could follow. So Mommy and I climbed up as well and followed&lt;br&gt;him. There was a goat trail (there was goats on the island so it really was&lt;br&gt;a trail made by goats) and we followed it to the other side of the island&lt;br&gt;stopping every once and a while to look out to sea and try to spot&lt;br&gt;whales..we didn&amp;#39;t see any sadly (there was a whale watch going on and we&lt;br&gt;wanted to participate..we had spotted one whale earlier that day, but were&lt;br&gt;hoping to see another). Soon we came to a small, but slanted hill that went&lt;br&gt;down to the beach..where we had hoped to get to eventually. So we slid down&lt;br&gt;the hill, trying not to get covered in the soil that would easily stain our&lt;br&gt;clothes. Back on the beach, walking to the dinghy, Daddy saw a goat. It was&lt;br&gt;a big goat with big horns. &amp;quot;Well this guy is worth taking a picture of&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Daddy said. Whistling a little bit, Daddy coaxed the goat toward us so that&lt;br&gt;he could take a picture. As we started to walk away, Mommy came up behind us&lt;br&gt;and also started whistling at the goat. Well, he came right onto the beach&lt;br&gt;and started to come at us slowly. When we started to walk back to the&lt;br&gt;dinghy, he followed. Okay, so when  you are being followed by a goat who&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;back is at your waist and has 2 foot horns with pointy points, you tend to&lt;br&gt;look behind you a lot when you are walking. Daddy realized that the goat&lt;br&gt;would&amp;#39;t come near the water. Well, I ran for the water. Upon reaching the&lt;br&gt;dinghy, the goat started to rub his head against it. &amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s going to pop the&lt;br&gt;dinghy!&amp;quot; Daddy said as he grabbed an oar to whack the goat with. Anyways,&lt;br&gt;Mommy got the dinghy in the water while Daddy fought off the goat with an&lt;br&gt;oar. It was scary at the time, but hysterical when I think about it now.&lt;br&gt;Well, we just arrived back into the main harbor and the sails are coming&lt;br&gt;down..gotta go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-754948641850348031?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/754948641850348031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=754948641850348031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/754948641850348031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/754948641850348031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/09/cocpaw-goat-island.html' title='Cocpaw Goat Island'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3412407655987974764</id><published>2009-08-28T19:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:59:40.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cart Tours</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hi everybody! So August has been a crazy month so far, full of birthdays and parties (happy birthday Lolly!!!!!), and we haven't had dinner on Zen since we have arrived in Neifu, Tonga. Also, there being lots of adult birthdays, Cole, Jet and I have been babysitting for the two boys on Love Song. It's really fun, and the kids are really funny. Anyways, yesterday was Allen on Love Song's birthday and they planned a cart tour around the island. The carts were little, open go-carts that fit two people each. Daddy and I rode in one (the one that turned off every 20 feet) and Mommy and Cole rode in another (the newest, shiny yellow one with no problems). Dosia, Wayward Wind, and Flashback also came with us. The majority of the tour was on back paths that cars wouldn't drive on. We stopped at 4 different places, each with it's own unique scenery. The first stop was on top of a huge cliff overlooking the ocean; the second was a beach; the third was another cliff where we saw tons of huge bats; and the fourth was a little cliff that overlooked the ocean and waves crashing into a really amazing reef like structure. The roads we drove on also had all different scenery. One road was paved; another was dirt surrounded with plantations; another was also dirt surrounded by tall, green trees and jungle; and the last was still dirt road surrounded with pine trees and small bushes. It was so cool! On the way back from the last stop, the guide said that Cole and I were allowed to drive. So we both climbed into the drivers seats and took off. At first I was hesitant, but at the end, I felt much more comfortable and was having tons of fun. When we got to the main road, we had to go back to the passenger seats, but the two little kids on Love Song got to sit in their parent's laps and drive with them. We got lots of pictures and had a great time. So today we are going to head off to another anchorage and lunch is coming up soon. Gotta go, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3412407655987974764?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3412407655987974764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3412407655987974764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3412407655987974764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3412407655987974764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/08/cart-tours.html' title='Cart Tours'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1775106292932258344</id><published>2009-08-21T06:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T06:49:40.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apia, Samoa</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! Sorry that I haven&amp;#39;t written a blog in so long, but we have&lt;br&gt;been busy. So we left Western Samoa yesterday, but I&amp;#39;ll back up and tell you&lt;br&gt;about the tour that we went on. &lt;br&gt;So we woke up at around 7:30 and were down the dock, ready with bathing&lt;br&gt;suits and snorkel gear at around 9:00. Daddy had found a tour guide that had&lt;br&gt;a van and was willing to take Flashback, Karma, Qayak and Zen on a tour of&lt;br&gt;the island. He also agreed to take us to lunch at one of the hotels and to a&lt;br&gt;few places where there would be some cool activities for us to do&lt;br&gt;(snorkeling in a trench, swimming at the base of a waterfall, sliding down a&lt;br&gt;rock slide, etc.). The tour started as a drive around the town explaining&lt;br&gt;the history of Samoa and going by a few historical or interesting places.&lt;br&gt;Some of it was interesting, but after 3 hours of it, Cole and I were bored.&lt;br&gt;Before heading to lunch, we stopped at a view point where you could see half&lt;br&gt;of the huge island below you. It was amazing..it was like a big green&lt;br&gt;pattern of farmland and rainforest. Then we piled back in the van/bus and&lt;br&gt;started driving (in the now pouring rain) to a hotel on the beach for lunch.&lt;br&gt;Lunch was chicken curry with rice...mmmm. Because it was kind of cold, warm&lt;br&gt;food tasted good. Our next stop was the &amp;#39;trench&amp;#39;. When we arrived it was&lt;br&gt;still drizzling, but it was warmer so we all got out and headed to the&lt;br&gt;little stand where you payed an entrance fee. The trench is a big hole in&lt;br&gt;the ground that goes down maybe 60 feet. So we climbed down the ladder and&lt;br&gt;jumped into the surprisingly warm water. Daddy had brought his mask in with&lt;br&gt;him and started snorkeling around looking for anything cool. He soon found a&lt;br&gt;place that you could swim through. After going through once, he informed us&lt;br&gt;that you just had to swim for about 10 seconds underwater before you popped&lt;br&gt;up in a cave. Once in that cave, there was another ledge, about 2 feet wide&lt;br&gt;that you could go over or under and lead you to the ocean. It was really&lt;br&gt;cool and after Cole went I also went through. After going through another 2&lt;br&gt;or 3 times, Mommy told us that everyone was waiting in the bus...oops! So we&lt;br&gt;scrambled back up the ladder and back into the bus. Sadly, we didn&amp;#39;t get to&lt;br&gt;go to the spot we had been looking forward to most (sliding rock), but it&lt;br&gt;was still fun. &lt;br&gt;We just arrived in Nuitoputapu..an island off of Tonga. It was a short&lt;br&gt;passage from Apia, Samoa, but both Mommy and Cole were seasick. Also on this&lt;br&gt;passage we passed over the International Date Line!! That means that August&lt;br&gt;10th turned into August 11th! There is also a time difference, but only an&lt;br&gt;hour and I&amp;#39;m not sure if that&amp;#39;s backwards or forwards yet. Well, Mommy is&lt;br&gt;cooking a big lunch since we are always hungry after a passage (normally, we&lt;br&gt;don&amp;#39;t eat much on passages since it makes us sick so we are always really&lt;br&gt;hungry once we arrive...most cruisers call passages diets..haha) and we are&lt;br&gt;going to start the audio book &amp;#39;The Secret Man&amp;#39;. Gotta go! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1775106292932258344?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1775106292932258344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1775106292932258344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1775106292932258344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1775106292932258344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/08/apia-samoa.html' title='Apia, Samoa'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6464135111992140604</id><published>2009-08-20T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:21:16.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey! We Know You!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday we arrived into Neifu, Tonga..one of the  bigger groups of&lt;br&gt;islands in Tonga. When we pulled into the anchorage we were amazed at the&lt;br&gt;number of boats. It was almost like one of the anchorages in Panama! There&lt;br&gt;is almost constant traffic on the radio and there are currently two boats&lt;br&gt;pulling in and one leaving. We were told that there are about 22 common&lt;br&gt;restaurants and probably more. But most importantly, almost everyone we have&lt;br&gt;met in the Pacific is in this anchorage. Yesterday, starting about an hour&lt;br&gt;after we arrived, Cole and I swam, or dighied over to our friends&amp;#39; boats and&lt;br&gt;caught up with each other for the rest of the afternoon. I was so happy when&lt;br&gt;I saw Jet on Bravado! I haven&amp;#39;t been with a girl my age for a month or two&lt;br&gt;now and we spent a lot of time swimming, laughing and talking. It reminded&lt;br&gt;me of the times when Kak and I catch up with each other! It was her 12th&lt;br&gt;birthday on the 19th, but since we missed it, she is having her party later&lt;br&gt;today. It&amp;#39;s going to be just girls...I&amp;#39;m excited! Yesterday was Kathy&amp;#39;s (on&lt;br&gt;Love Song) birthday, so a bunch of the adults in the anchorage (including my&lt;br&gt;parents and Jet&amp;#39;s parents) went ashore to celebrate her birthday with her at&lt;br&gt;one of the restaurants. Since she has two little sons, she asked if Jet and&lt;br&gt;I wouldn&amp;#39;t mind babysitting. Of course, we said yes. Morgan is 5 and Wyat is&lt;br&gt;3, so we watched &amp;#39;Milo and Otis&amp;#39; before they went to bed. Once they were&lt;br&gt;asleep Jet and I talked for a while. It was fun. Also last night, Cole slept&lt;br&gt;over on &amp;#39;Monkey Feet&amp;#39;, a boat that we met in Panama and haven&amp;#39;t seen since.&lt;br&gt;He had a great time too. Well, Mommy and Daddy are ashore right now taking&lt;br&gt;care of some boat stuff and Cole and I are on the boat finishing up our day&lt;br&gt;of school. Gotta go! Bye!&lt;p&gt;This email is via satellite phone.&amp;#160; Please do not send any attachments.&amp;#160;&lt;br&gt;Please reply with your email only.&amp;#160; Delete all other previous email threads.&lt;br&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6464135111992140604?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6464135111992140604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6464135111992140604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6464135111992140604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6464135111992140604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-we-know-you.html' title='Hey! We Know You!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3757121119390584318</id><published>2009-07-23T01:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T01:31:52.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar Eclipse</title><content type='html'>So we had planned to leave today, making yesterday the &amp;#39;goodbye day&amp;#39;.&lt;br&gt;Anyways, we were saying goodbye to the couple on Karma around dinnertime and&lt;br&gt;just happened to be on their top deck. Everyone forgot that there would be a&lt;br&gt;solar eclipse, but we were just then watching the sunset. All of a sudden,&lt;br&gt;the sun started to split into two pieces..what was happening? Then Daddy&lt;br&gt;said: &amp;#39;The solar eclipse is going on right now!&amp;#39;. It was so cool to watch&lt;br&gt;the sun slowly disappear beneath the horizon in two different pieces. Then,&lt;br&gt;right as the last of the sun went below the horizon, a green flash happened!&lt;br&gt;A green flash is when you see a tiny bit of lime green flash out from where&lt;br&gt;the sun had just set. It was especially awesome because, since there were&lt;br&gt;two suns, there were two green flashes. Anyways, when we woke up this&lt;br&gt;morning, there was no wind and we didn&amp;#39;t end up leaving. Instead we took the&lt;br&gt;whole anchorage to another island here called 7 Islands, for the day. It was&lt;br&gt;a beautiful spot with amazing snorkeling and a sandy bottom. We all played&lt;br&gt;on the two kayaks that we had for a while before going to shore to see the&lt;br&gt;whale bones. So the bones were really big and you could sit in one of them&lt;br&gt;like it was a chair! In one spot there was a whole chain of bones put&lt;br&gt;together like pieces of a puzzle (on my way to the bones, I ran into a&lt;br&gt;tree). Finally, after a delicious pizza lunch made by an Italian couple that&lt;br&gt;came with us, we headed back to the main anchorage. Because the sun was in&lt;br&gt;our face, and the visibility of the water wasn&amp;#39;t so great, I got to hang out&lt;br&gt;on the spreaders and look for shallow spots. We are now on a mooring and&lt;br&gt;prepared for the 2 night trip that starts tomorrow at the crack of dawn.&lt;br&gt;Well, I&amp;#39;m gonna go read..bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3757121119390584318?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3757121119390584318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3757121119390584318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3757121119390584318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3757121119390584318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/07/solar-eclipse.html' title='Solar Eclipse'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-2344825449761714752</id><published>2009-07-20T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:37:50.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruise Ships in the Cooks   ???</title><content type='html'>So today, we woke up in the morning to find a huge cruise ship called the&lt;br&gt;Paul Gaugin approaching Suwarrow. This was expected, since the cruise was&lt;br&gt;planned last summer and the family ashore warned us that they would be&lt;br&gt;coming. Even so, the cruise ship was so big compared to our small boats and&lt;br&gt;so tall compared to the palm tree height island, it just didn&amp;#39;t seem&lt;br&gt;possible that it could be here. Luckily, the draft of the cruise ship was&lt;br&gt;too deep and it couldn&amp;#39;t come into the lagoon, but the ships&amp;#39; 300 passengers&lt;br&gt;would be. Their plan was to bring all of the people ashore via a smaller&lt;br&gt;boat, and then spend the day here. The family ashore were still quite&lt;br&gt;confused on what they were supposed to do..are they supposed to give them&lt;br&gt;lunch and tours..are they supposed to act like Indians and go flying around&lt;br&gt;in the trees with paint on their faces? Well, we were hoping that they were&lt;br&gt;going to host a big dinner on the ship and invite all the cruisers (we would&lt;br&gt;of course say yes, but the chances of that happening were small). Anyways,&lt;br&gt;when the first tender was spotted we all scrambled to the binoculars. It&lt;br&gt;turned out that the ship was only bringing some supplies to the family, and&lt;br&gt;telling them (much to the family&amp;#39;s relief) that: &amp;#39;Because of the big waves,&lt;br&gt;we are not going to be coming ashore..instead we are going to be leaving the&lt;br&gt;island in the next hour&amp;#39;. Well, after days of cleaning and preparing the&lt;br&gt;island, they just left supplies and went..that&amp;#39;s not so bad! So, soon the&lt;br&gt;cruise ship was no longer in sight. &lt;br&gt;Anyways, the boys on Whisper are over on the boat now and are playing Legos&lt;br&gt;with Cole, the couple on Qayak just left (they brought us M&amp;amp;Ms&amp;#39;!!)  and&lt;br&gt;Mommy is making what smells like a delicious lunch. I think that I&amp;#39;m going&lt;br&gt;to go and make a bracelet..bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-2344825449761714752?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/2344825449761714752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=2344825449761714752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2344825449761714752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2344825449761714752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/07/cruise-ships-in-cooks.html' title='Cruise Ships in the Cooks   ???'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6155827699225620461</id><published>2009-07-17T17:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:00:47.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooters on Aitutaki</title><content type='html'>This was written earlier in July-So we are now in the Cook Islands at an&lt;br&gt;island called Aitutaki. It&amp;#39;s a small island surrounded by a beautiful blue&lt;br&gt;lagoon with very shallow waters and few boats. A few years ago the TV series&lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;Survivor&amp;#39; was filmed here. Anyways, we left Bora Bora on the 30th of June,&lt;br&gt;and after a bit of a bumpy passage (3 days with 12 to 25 knots of wind and&lt;br&gt;15 to 20 foot seas), we arrived in the pass of Aitutaki on July 2nd. Because&lt;br&gt;we arrived at around 6:30 pm, we had to drop the anchor in the most&lt;br&gt;convenient spot for the night before the sun went totally down. Dosia was&lt;br&gt;already here, and helped us put down our stern anchor before coming over for&lt;br&gt;a delicious chili dinner cooked by Mommy. The next day we went ashore to&lt;br&gt;check in and explore a little. Once we were cleared, Margie and Drew on&lt;br&gt;Dosia took us to the scooter rental place where we got two mopeds to explore&lt;br&gt;the island on. Margie and Drew already had a scooter and had explored the&lt;br&gt;island a little before us, so they gave us the tour of the small island&lt;br&gt;ending with a yummy dinner at one of the local restaurants. On the fourth of&lt;br&gt;July we had Dosia, and another boat, Big Air over to Zen for dinner. It was&lt;br&gt;really fun..we watched some funny parts of a movie that Dosia brought, and&lt;br&gt;JP, a single hander on Big Air brought over some amazing home-made garlic&lt;br&gt;bread. The next day (my birthday!) we stayed on the boat the whole day and I&lt;br&gt;practiced playing my flute that I had gotten as one of my presents. On the&lt;br&gt;6th, we took a tour around the lagoon with a few other couples from hotels.&lt;br&gt;The lagoon was so beautiful and there were areas where you could walk in&lt;br&gt;waist deep water for a really long time. My favorite spot was a big sand bar&lt;br&gt;in the middle of the lagoon surrounded with deeper water, where we jumped&lt;br&gt;into off the top of our tour boat. After relaxing on the sand bar for a&lt;br&gt;little while we went snorkeling in the place where huge oyster shells were&lt;br&gt;grown..they really were huge. Finally, we went to One Toe..I mean One Foot&lt;br&gt;Island where we had a delicious lunch of fresh fruits, vegetables and fish.&lt;br&gt;Finally, we got back on the boat after 3 hours on the island and headed back&lt;br&gt;to Zen. A few days later, we went to one of the resorts to see the coolest&lt;br&gt;fire and dance show that I have ever seen. There was a really yummy buffet&lt;br&gt;with all sorts of traditional foods, and then a crazy fire show with about&lt;br&gt;10 people swinging around fire on batons. It was amazing. Before the fire,&lt;br&gt;there was a short dance show and Cole and I were invited to dance.&lt;p&gt;This was written on July 17th-So after a few more days in Aitutaki, we left&lt;br&gt;on a 2 night passage to Suwarrow. Suwarrow is an atoll that has not been&lt;br&gt;touched by man, and is a Cook Island national park. A family of 6 (the&lt;br&gt;parents have 4 boys ages 8 to 13) are the park rangers of this atoll and&lt;br&gt;help to preserve the wildlife in Aitutaki. They are really friendly and had&lt;br&gt;every boat in the anchorage come to their open air home for a potluck dinner&lt;br&gt;last night. It was really fun, and Cole and I played soccer with the 4 boys&lt;br&gt;ashore and the 2 boys on the boat Whisper. There are many sharks here, but&lt;br&gt;there are only black-tips in the anchorage and you don&amp;#39;t really have to&lt;br&gt;worry too much about them.  But on the other side of Anchorage Island, the&lt;br&gt;main motu, the boys feed black-tips, white-tips and grays. It&amp;#39;s been raining&lt;br&gt;all night, but it looks like there is sun now! Being closer to the Equater&lt;br&gt;than Aitutaki, we are getting 82 degree weather again, which feels really&lt;br&gt;warm compared to the 75 degrees that we were in only a week ago. Well, I&amp;#39;m&lt;br&gt;going to go read..bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6155827699225620461?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6155827699225620461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6155827699225620461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6155827699225620461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6155827699225620461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/07/scooters-on-aitutaki.html' title='Scooters on Aitutaki'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4217099945269230126</id><published>2009-07-17T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:00:44.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Suwarrow</title><content type='html'>So after a few more days in Aitutaki, we left on a 2 night passage to&lt;br&gt;Suwarrow. Suwarrow is an atoll that has not been touched by man, and is a&lt;br&gt;Cook Island national park. A family of 6 (the parents have 4 boys ages 8 to&lt;br&gt;13) are the park rangers of this atoll and help to preserve the wildlife in&lt;br&gt;Aitutaki. They are really friendly and had every boat in the anchorage come&lt;br&gt;to their open air home for a potluck dinner last night. It was really fun,&lt;br&gt;and Cole and I played soccer with the 4 boys ashore and the 2 boys on the&lt;br&gt;boat Whisper. There are many sharks here, but there are only black-tips in&lt;br&gt;the anchorage and you don&amp;#39;t really have to worry too much about them. On the&lt;br&gt;other side of Anchorage Island, the main motu, the boys feed black-tips,&lt;br&gt;white-tips and grays. It&amp;#39;s been raining all night, but it looks like there&lt;br&gt;is sun now! Being closer to the Equator than Aitutaki, we are getting 82&lt;br&gt;degree weather again, which feels really warm compared to the 75 degrees&lt;br&gt;that we were in only a week ago. Well, I have a bit of a fever today, so I&amp;#39;m&lt;br&gt;gonna go read..bye! &lt;p&gt;This email is via satellite phone.&amp;#160; Please do not send any attachments.&amp;#160;&lt;br&gt;Please reply with your email only.&amp;#160; Delete all other previous email threads.&lt;br&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4217099945269230126?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4217099945269230126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4217099945269230126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4217099945269230126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4217099945269230126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/07/suwarrow.html' title='Suwarrow'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-5078778493031526648</id><published>2009-06-24T17:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:24:47.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bora Bora..the Land of Hotels</title><content type='html'>So we are now in Bora Bora, and have discovered that it is the land of&lt;br&gt;hotels having at least 20 of them. When we first arrived we were amazed at&lt;br&gt;the beautiful hotels with their over the water bungalows (yes, they are over&lt;br&gt;the water) and crystal blue waters. By now we have seen many of them, but&lt;br&gt;are still marveling at the Four Seasons which we all (the four boats in the&lt;br&gt;anchorage) went to dinner at a few nights ago. It was amazing and we had&lt;br&gt;really good Pad Thai which we hadn&amp;#39;t had in a long time. Anyways, we first&lt;br&gt;arrived in Bora Bora a week and a half ago at the Bloody Mary&amp;#39;s restaurant.&lt;br&gt;Apparently this is a famous restaurant that many famous people have gone to!&lt;br&gt;I did know this until I saw the two walls full of famous names. After&lt;br&gt;spending two or three nights there we moved to the Bora Bora yacht club and&lt;br&gt;stayed there for a week where we enjoyed wonderful live music at the yacht&lt;br&gt;club and dancing and yoga classes at the nearby Pearl Hotel (a sister hotel&lt;br&gt;to the hotel that we stayed at in Taha&amp;#39;a), where we met the spa manager.&lt;br&gt;After ordering a needed spare part from the States, we moved to the opposite&lt;br&gt;side of the island to wait. Here we met up with a few of the other cruising&lt;br&gt;boats that we had been trying to find for a while. We are now anchored&lt;br&gt;in-between two hotels: the Four Seasons Resort and the Saint Regis Hotel,&lt;br&gt;with the boats Flashback and Karma. A few nights ago (when the boat Dosia&lt;br&gt;was still with us) Mommy invited over the other three boats for a really fun&lt;br&gt;potluck where we had a really yummy dip for chips and bread, vegetable and&lt;br&gt;chicken spring roles, some cheesy popcorn, delicious risotto, chocolate cake&lt;br&gt;with vanilla frosting/sauce, and some really delicious apple cinnamon roles.&lt;br&gt;We had a great time! Well, Daddy is over on Karma helping to clean the&lt;br&gt;bottom of their boat (it&amp;#39;s a big bottom to clean!), Cole is finishing&lt;br&gt;school, Mommy is doing laundry and I&amp;#39;m going to go play my piano. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-5078778493031526648?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/5078778493031526648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=5078778493031526648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5078778493031526648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5078778493031526648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/06/bora-borathe-land-of-hotels.html' title='Bora Bora..the Land of Hotels'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3813213517812455948</id><published>2009-06-02T21:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:14:37.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Haul Out...Move In</title><content type='html'>So we are currently in Raiatea staying at a beautiful hotel called Le Taha&amp;#39;a. No, we didn&amp;#39;t just see the hotel and leave Zen sitting at anchor. Zen is now sitting on the hard getting painted and worked on while we enjoy air conditioning, TV, and comfy beds in our 3 room beach bungalow. Not bad right? First, I&amp;#39;ll tell you about the haul out. So we arrived in Raiatea after a 12 hour sail from Moorea, and anchored right next to a small &amp;#39;motu&amp;#39; in about 6 feet of water. It was beautiful and we could see straight down to the bottom as if the water was 2 feet deep. Due to an emergency haul out (another boat lost a rudder and had to be hauled out before us since they couldn&amp;#39;t steer), we stayed at anchor for an extra day or so, enjoying our peaceful anchorage. When we finally got called on the radio by the marina, we set up lines, and prepared ourselves for something we have never done...this is not your regular haul out. Step 1: We drove Zen up to a ramp where divers tied lines from Zen, onto a platform below us to make sure that the boat wouldn&amp;#39;t move. Step 2: After we were secured tightly, the platform moved up a few inches, on what looks like a big, fat railroad, so that our mini keels were resting on the platform. Step 3: Some final checks and tightens were done, to make sure that we wouldn&amp;#39;t move. Step 4: The Big Move...the platform then moved up a steep, concrete ramp, so that Zen was completely out of the water. There was only one little thing that freaked me out a tiny bit: we did a &amp;#39;test run&amp;#39;, and tried to pull the boat out of the water twice. The first time that we tried, Zen did a wheelie, and our bows, from the keels up, were completely out of the water, making the sterns dip really far down...it was quite interesting. Anyways, we are definitely enjoying life at Le Taha&amp;#39;a. We have our own bungalow on the beach, and look out over a beautiful, blue lagoon. Well, I everyone has decided that we are going to have a table tennis contest...I better go practice, I&amp;#39;m sure going to need it! &lt;br clear="all"&gt;  &lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Camo&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3813213517812455948?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3813213517812455948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3813213517812455948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3813213517812455948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3813213517812455948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/06/haul-outmove-in.html' title='Haul Out...Move In'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7180618588624814786</id><published>2009-05-27T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T14:58:53.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stingrays with Grace</title><content type='html'>So we are now in Moorea and have been here for only two days. When Mommy was&lt;br&gt;on the plane on her way back to Tahiti, she met a girl and her mom. The&lt;br&gt;girls&amp;#39; name is Grace and she is two weeks older than me, and her mom&amp;#39;s name&lt;br&gt;is Maelisa. They are really nice and live in California. They have been to&lt;br&gt;French Polynesia 20 times and have gone to the Hibiscus Hotel in Moorea&lt;br&gt;every time. Grace and her mom are now friends with the owners and took us to&lt;br&gt;the hotel restaurant for free. Grace is really nice (Sylvie-she&amp;#39;s a lot like&lt;br&gt;you!). Anyways, when we met up with Grace and Maelisa, they told us that we&lt;br&gt;should really dinghy over to this place on the reef where we could feed&lt;br&gt;stingrays. We thought that that sounded awesome, so we all piled into the&lt;br&gt;dinghy and took along some tuna to feed the rays. When we arrived there were&lt;br&gt;tons of rays swimming around the dinghy. Grace just jumped in and started&lt;br&gt;swimming around. It took me a few minutes, but then I jumped in too. After&lt;br&gt;we all got used to the fact that we were swimming with, petting and&lt;br&gt;sometimes kissing stingrays, Daddy started to dish out the fish. As soon as&lt;br&gt;the tuna hit the water, the rays went crazy and started smashing into each&lt;br&gt;other to get the food. When  they discovered that it was gone, they went to&lt;br&gt;every person and bumped into them as if to say &amp;#39;do you have any food?&amp;#39;. It&lt;br&gt;was so cool. Soon the rays found out that Daddy was the one with the food.&lt;br&gt;They would bump into Daddy and push their open mouths in his face. Then&lt;br&gt;Daddy could just drop a piece of tuna in their mouths! It was so much fun.&lt;br&gt;We could just stand in one place and the rays would come up to us and allow&lt;br&gt;us to pet them and play with them! Soon we got cold and had to go back to&lt;br&gt;Zen. That night we went out to dinner with Maelisa and Grace at the hotel&lt;br&gt;restaurant. It was delicious! Well, gotta go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7180618588624814786?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7180618588624814786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7180618588624814786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7180618588624814786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7180618588624814786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/05/stingrays-with-grace.html' title='Stingrays with Grace'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7234808378922361719</id><published>2009-05-22T16:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:06:52.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour Tahiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;So a few days ago we went on a really cool tour around Tahiti. We got up at around 7:00 and went ashore to play soccer for a little while with Liam (12 years old) on the boat Flashback. Liam and his dad are visiting for a week, so normally there aren't any kids on Flashback. After playing a really fun soccer game for about an hour, we walked to the gas station to wait for our tour guide to come and pick us up. Soon we saw our truck coming. The truck was a pick-up truck with seats and a pull back roof on the flat back. When we got on the bus we met our tour guide Allen and three other people on a boat called Song of the Sea. Anyways, the tour started out kind of slow and we were just driving down a paved road, but when we turned onto a dirt road with tons of potholes, I knew that it was going to be fun. The first stop was a view point where we could take pictures of the amazing views of a huge waterfall and beautiful green mountains. After that Allen drove us to a river where you could swim and jump from rocks. The water was really refreshing and cool. It was really fun trying to swim up the current in the river and touch the rocks at the opposite end. After everyone was back in the truck, we got back on the road and headed for a waterfall. While on our way to the waterfall we went through rivers, over rusty, old bridges and past lots of cool flowers and animals. When we arrived at the waterfall, we all put our suits back on and hiked for about 5 minutes to the river. Once at the river, Allen told us that there were some natural slides that we could go down. At first I didn't want to go, thinking that the slides were going to be super tall and freaky, but after some encouragement I followed Daddy and Cole. The first pair of slides were small but fast. The slides were just like water slides at a water-park, but made of rock. The first slide you go down shoots you down from one pool to the next and flips your feet above your head when you meet the next pool. It was really fun! The next slide was a bit longer and shot you into a shallower pool (Daddy liked this slide because if you sat in the small pool right below the slide, you get a shoulder massage). Finally, we got to the biggest slide. 'Yikes!' I thought, 'this slide is straight down and bigger than the other ones!'. After watching a few people go down, it was my turn. I sat at the beginning of the slide looking down and telling myself to let go. All of a sudden, I accidentally slipped and went shooting down the slide...it was so much fun!! I climbed back up with Cole and went again. When I got back down we had to leave, so we all climbed out of the river and got back in the truck. The next place we went to was a hotel in the middle of a inactive volcano called Tahiti-Iti. The view was amazing. It was really cool to be sitting in the middle of a once active volcano while eating steak-frite (steak and french fries). It was a great meal followed with coffee ice cream. So after lunch, we made our final stop at an archaeological site like the one in the Marquises. The difference though, was that at this site, people had recreated what it would have looked like years ago. It was really cool and we got to see the ancient carvings. When we finally got back to the boat it was 11:00. The tour ended at around 5:15, but since we went to a restaurant, we arrived much later. The tour was so much fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7234808378922361719?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7234808378922361719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7234808378922361719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7234808378922361719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7234808378922361719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/05/tour-tahiti.html' title='Tour Tahiti'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6790325542281684799</id><published>2009-05-19T03:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T03:51:12.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Bradley Hand ITC TT"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;#39;comic sans ms&amp;#39;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't written in a while, but we have been busy! So we are now in Tahiti and are getting used to full on civilization again. There is a really nice marina, a big anchorage and mooring field packed with boats, a busy airport with big planes, a huge grocery store called Carrefour, Internet, laundry, hotels, and tons of restaurants. Crazy huh?! A few days after we arrived, the wind picked up and, since we didn't have a great anchoring spot, had to go to the marina for a few days. It was nice and we were next to Carl Linne. Then, after finding out that you could sail down to another anchorage in Tahiti and watch a Billabong surf competition, we left the dock and headed down to that anchorage. When we left the anchorage, there was close to no wind and we had to motor sail. Then the wind picked up and we could sail with no motors. All of a sudden, like a wall hit us in the face, we had 40 knots of wind on the nose with seas and had to turn around and go back to the first anchorage. Not wanting to go back to the dock, we anchored in a shallow area of the anchorage right behind a hotel. Mommy left a few days ago for Florida because of Nanna. After falling and breaking her hip, Nanna is in the hospital and has taken a turn for the worst. Well, other than that, everything is going well. Our friends on the boat Love Song are here and we might go by their boat today or tomorrow to hang out with the two little boys (3 and 5 years old) and their two dogs. The day before yesterday (the 14th..Mommy left that night) was Cole's birthday and we celebrated with homemade chocolate cake and a huge breakfast. Also, on Mothers' Day, we went out to one of the restaurants at the marina and had some really tasty pizza. Yesterday we went sailing on Carl Linne  when they tested out their new spinnaker. It was tons of fun. We got to sit up on the nets on the bow of the boat that are attached to the bow sprit. I think that there are some pictures on my parents blog of us on the nets. For the next week or two Cole and I are doing testing in homeschooling. Thankfully, this is the last group of tests for me for 6th grade. Daddy is ashore getting fuel for the dinghy, and Cole is playing with his new local friends on the dock..I'm the only one on the boat. Well, it looks like it's going to rain so I've got to shut the hatches..bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6790325542281684799?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6790325542281684799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6790325542281684799&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6790325542281684799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6790325542281684799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/05/tahiti_19.html' title='Tahiti'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7127025607513199049</id><published>2009-05-09T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:46:18.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahiti!</title><content type='html'>So the day before yesterday we left our friends on the south of Fakarava and&lt;br&gt;went to the north to prepare for the passage to Tahiti. (We had fun weaving&lt;br&gt;our way through the uncharted buoys after going through the amazingly&lt;br&gt;charted pass.) Once there we met up with a boat called Wayward Wind who we&lt;br&gt;took pictures of while passing them in the Marquises. After a delicious&lt;br&gt;dinner of quiche and French fries (I know..they really go together), which&lt;br&gt;was a treat since we haven&amp;#39;t had French fries for a really long time, Daddy&lt;br&gt;pulled up the weather and realized that this anchorage was about to get&lt;br&gt;really choppy. So, we changed our plans and decided to leave for Tahiti the&lt;br&gt;next day. If we didn&amp;#39;t, we&amp;#39;d be stuck in Fakarava for another week, which&lt;br&gt;would not be good because we have a reservation to haul out in Raitea.&lt;br&gt;Anyways, we left yesterday morning and started praying for wind. During the&lt;br&gt;beginning of the passage we had no wind, well unless you call 0.2 knots wind&lt;br&gt;that is. Then last night we were able to put up our sails and cruise along&lt;br&gt;at around 8 knots before the wind died right before I went to bed. Finally,&lt;br&gt;when I woke up this morning we were able to turn off the engines and sail at&lt;br&gt;9 knots using the wind of a squall behind us. Soon we were able to see&lt;br&gt;Tahiti, a  big mountainous island that is a lot like Grenada in terms of&lt;br&gt;population and commercialism. But unlike Grenada, Tahiti is just a newer&lt;br&gt;version of the Tuamotus. It has a small reef around it and the mountains, in&lt;br&gt;millions of years to come, will eventually sink into the ocean, forming an&lt;br&gt;atoll. So the Marquises are just mountains, the Tuamotus are just reef and&lt;br&gt;Tahiti, Moorea and Raitea are a mixture of both! Well, right now our plan is&lt;br&gt;to go and anchor right off a hotel like we did in Antigua and stay there for&lt;br&gt;a few days to chill, and provision before heading off to meet our friends on&lt;br&gt;Blue Dawn in some other anchorage. We should be going through the pass&lt;br&gt;around 5 tonight (1 hour from now) and then anchor down at around 5:30,&lt;br&gt;6:00. Well, I&amp;#39;m on watch so I&amp;#39;ve gotta go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7127025607513199049?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7127025607513199049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7127025607513199049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7127025607513199049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7127025607513199049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/05/tahiti.html' title='Tahiti!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-8418100289215341542</id><published>2009-05-05T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:30:35.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5...10...20...Sharks!</title><content type='html'>So a few days ago, our friends on the boat Bravado arrived in the anchorage&lt;br&gt;and last night Yet slept over! It was really fun. The day before, all the&lt;br&gt;kids went to the beach for an hour or so and then  everyone went over to&lt;br&gt;Bravado for dinner. While on Bravado we played a really fun guessing game&lt;br&gt;with Yet and her brothers (Hein is 9, Eltjo is 6) until their mom served a&lt;br&gt;really yummy risotto with chicken. Finally, just as we were about to leave,&lt;br&gt;Yet and I asked if Yet could sleep over that night, and everyone said yes!&lt;br&gt;When we got back to the boat it was almost 10, so we went to bed after&lt;br&gt;laughing while having a pillow fight. The next morning we were all up at 6&lt;br&gt;and talked about books while Mommy made pancakes for breakfast. After&lt;br&gt;breakfast everyone had to do school, so Daddy brought Yet back to her boat.&lt;br&gt;Around 11:30, everyone said that they wanted to snorkel the pass, so we&lt;br&gt;postponed school for a little while and went over to Bravado to pick up the&lt;br&gt;kids (the kids, Mommy and  Daddy went in our dinghy since it was more&lt;br&gt;powerful and would carry more people easier than there&amp;#39;s) and their parents&lt;br&gt;followed soon after us. Once at the pass we all put on snorkel gear and&lt;br&gt;jumped in the water. The first thing I saw was three sharks, one grey and&lt;br&gt;two black tips circling below me. It was really freaky, but so cool. Soon we&lt;br&gt;had counted over 10 sharks and there was still more in front of us. When the&lt;br&gt;sharks became too curious we decided to go back to the boats for lunch. As&lt;br&gt;we left the current picked up and started to go out so it was a fast and&lt;br&gt;furious ride back to the boats...lots of fun. Well, we are now just chillin&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;on the boat. Cole and Daddy are watching videos that we took on the video&lt;br&gt;camera and Daddy offered to take us scurfing later...sounds good to me! I&amp;#39;m&lt;br&gt;going to go watch the videos too..bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-8418100289215341542?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/8418100289215341542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=8418100289215341542&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8418100289215341542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8418100289215341542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/05/51020sharks.html' title='5...10...20...Sharks!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6732967767209355203</id><published>2009-05-01T01:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:54:45.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flyin' High</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. Sorry that I haven&amp;#39;t written in so long, but we arrived in the&lt;br&gt;Tuamotus a few days ago, making our passage 2 days long. The first Tuamotu&lt;br&gt;that we went to was called Makemo. It was one of the bigger atolls, with a&lt;br&gt;width of 40 miles. Oh, so if you are wondering, an atoll is basically a reef&lt;br&gt;that surrounds a big lagoon. A long time ago, there was a big, mountainous&lt;br&gt;island where the lagoon is now, but slowly, the island  sank into the water.&lt;br&gt;Anyways, we stayed there for a while and met some new people on a boat named&lt;br&gt;Migration. They were a really nice couple, and the guy, Bruce Balan, is the&lt;br&gt;writer of one of my favorite books,  Buoy! It was so cool to be able to talk&lt;br&gt;with a children&amp;#39;s book writer! Well, they have been in the Tuamotus for a&lt;br&gt;few seasons now and were heading backwards to the Marquises.  A day after&lt;br&gt;they left, our friends on the boat Tigre, who we met in Grenada, arrived&lt;br&gt;from the Galapagos. We hung out with the girls for a few days before leaving&lt;br&gt;yesterday. Now we are motoring to the main atoll called Fakarava. I&amp;#39;m not&lt;br&gt;sure how big it is, but I know that it is the main port for ships and other&lt;br&gt;big cargo boats to go. Fakarava is also known for its amazing diving, so&lt;br&gt;Daddy and I plan to dive there in a few days. Anyways, we left the main&lt;br&gt;anchorage in Makemo yesterday and motored up the lagoon to an anchorage&lt;br&gt;closer to the pass. While sailing through the lagoon, though, you have to be&lt;br&gt;very careful. There are little reefs that will pop up out of nowhere if you&lt;br&gt;aren&amp;#39;t careful. So I got the idea of going up the mast to look for the&lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;coral heads&amp;#39;. It was really fun. I got out the bosons chair and Daddy&lt;br&gt;lifted me up just below the spreaders (spreaders are poles that come out of&lt;br&gt;the mast). Cole wanted to come up too, so he got out the air chair and Daddy&lt;br&gt;pulled him up right next to me. We had lots of fun looking for coral heads&lt;br&gt;and swinging around the mast. It felt like flying. So soon we arrived in the&lt;br&gt;anchorage and decided to stay the night there and then leave the next day at&lt;br&gt;2 PM. So today at 2 we picked up anchor and headed for the pass. This time I&lt;br&gt;went up the mast again, but using the air chair which is more comfortable.&lt;br&gt;Since the sun was directly in our face it was hard to see the coral heads,&lt;br&gt;but luckily we made it to open water without hitting anything. When we got&lt;br&gt;to the pass the water was at high slack, meaning it was just hitting the&lt;br&gt;highest of high tides and there wasn&amp;#39;t much of a current. Although there&lt;br&gt;wasn&amp;#39;t big waves, I was moving around more than I was comfortable with up so&lt;br&gt;high and was glad when Daddy brought me down. The pass was very easy and&lt;br&gt;followed what the charts said to the inch. What a relief! Well, I&amp;#39;m going to&lt;br&gt;go to bed so that I can be up early tomorrow morning. Bye!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;PS. I heard that it was 90 degrees in RI....that&amp;#39;s an easy 10 degrees hotter&lt;br&gt;than it is here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6732967767209355203?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6732967767209355203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6732967767209355203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6732967767209355203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6732967767209355203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/05/flyin-high.html' title='Flyin&apos; High'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7819239337602490358</id><published>2009-04-21T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:42:09.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuamotus Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>So right now we are under way to the Tuamotus. The Tuamotus are islands near&lt;br&gt;the Marquises and all of them are atolls. We just passed the first atolls&lt;br&gt;and will be arriving to Makemo tomorrow if we keep up speed (we are going&lt;br&gt;7-8 knots regularly, but in the beginning of the trip we were going 12-15).&lt;br&gt;This is our second day sailing and it&amp;#39;s pretty calm. &lt;br&gt;Anyways, since the weather wasn&amp;#39;t so great when we planned to leave, we&lt;br&gt;ended up staying in Fatu Hiva for an extra week, making our stay in the&lt;br&gt;Marquises exactly one month. While in Fatu Hiva, we did another waterfall&lt;br&gt;hike with Hipnautical and Mommy and I did a hike up to &amp;#39;the cross&amp;#39; with a&lt;br&gt;bunch of other boats in the bay. The waterfall hike was much steeper than&lt;br&gt;the first one we did, but shorter and most of the path was paved. After&lt;br&gt;about 20 minutes on a trail where we did lots of climbing and crawling under&lt;br&gt;things we arrived at the waterfall. Since it had rained the past 3 days the&lt;br&gt;waterfall was rushing and would send a cool spray all the way to where we&lt;br&gt;were sitting. We soon jumped in the water and enjoyed the freezing cold but&lt;br&gt;refreshing water. It was so beautiful and the boys had fun jumping off a&lt;br&gt;little cliff like thing that you could climb to. After a lunch of Mommy&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;homemade mini-pretzels and mustard we headed back to the boats. It was a lot&lt;br&gt;of fun. The hike to &amp;#39;the cross&amp;#39; was a much longer hike that Mommy and I did&lt;br&gt;the day before we left. The hike went up a paved road on a really steep&lt;br&gt;angle for about 2 hours. Then it flattened out and we could see amazing&lt;br&gt;views of the bay and village from a little shack type thing with lots of&lt;br&gt;construction tools around it. We hiked with 3 other boats in the harbor. The&lt;br&gt;boys (Cole, Robin and Daddy) stayed on the boats to finish school and work&lt;br&gt;on the boat. Since we had to leave at 5 AM the next day Mommy and I arrived&lt;br&gt;back on the boat at around 2-ish to have lunch and swim. Finally around 5 PM&lt;br&gt;we shut down the boat and tried to sleep. &lt;br&gt;Well, the wind is picking up again, so we just pulled out the jib to get&lt;br&gt;more speed. We have a bailout island to go to if we go too slow, but want to&lt;br&gt;get to Makemo since Tigre will be there and we are all excited to see each&lt;br&gt;other again. Cole and I are doing day watches all by ourselves now and it&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;my watch so I gotta go, bye!&lt;p&gt;This email is via satellite phone.&amp;#160; Please do not send any attachments.&amp;#160;&lt;br&gt;Please reply with your email only.&amp;#160; Delete all other previous email threads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7819239337602490358?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7819239337602490358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7819239337602490358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7819239337602490358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7819239337602490358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/04/tuamotus-here-we-come.html' title='Tuamotus Here We Come!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-5614072041560367853</id><published>2009-04-16T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:12:46.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitment</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody. So yesterday was very interesting. Our day started like any&lt;br&gt;regular day, have breakfast, start school etc. Anyways, Mommy and Daddy had&lt;br&gt;to go ashore to do something and so they left Cole and I on the boat to do&lt;br&gt;school, something we do often. While they were ashore some new boats came&lt;br&gt;into the harbor. We  heard them chatting over the radio, and figured that&lt;br&gt;they would just come in, anchor, and be fine...it was about the opposite.&lt;br&gt;When the new boat came in, they anchored right in front of the catamaran&lt;br&gt;next to us. Soon they realized that they had picked up someone else&amp;#39;s anchor&lt;br&gt;and announced it on the radio. A split second later I looked out the window&lt;br&gt;to see the cat next to us coming straight at us, with  no people on board. I&lt;br&gt;quickly called Daddy (who had a handheld VHF radio) and told Cole to go get&lt;br&gt;the fenders, which he was already doing. I told Daddy what was going on and&lt;br&gt;then ran outside to help Cole. Next, our neighbors came over and helped us&lt;br&gt;out by jumping on the other boat and helping us tie the two boats together&lt;br&gt;so that they didn&amp;#39;t smash into each other. It became obvious that the new&lt;br&gt;boat had picked up the other cat&amp;#39;s anchor. Once we were tied together and&lt;br&gt;not bouncing together like bumper boats, Daddy, Mommy and Roger on&lt;br&gt;Hipnautical came over in the dinghy. After our neighbors (the boat&amp;#39;s name is&lt;br&gt;Obsession) told Daddy what happened, what we were doing and what we should&lt;br&gt;do, everyone started shouting from boat to boat planning what to do. It was&lt;br&gt;decided that Daddy would, using Hipnauticals&amp;#39; diving gear, dive on the cat&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;anchor and try to unhook them from the new boat. Once underwater, Daddy&lt;br&gt;found the anchor quickly and was above water soon. He then said that the&lt;br&gt;boats were clear to go and that the new boat should take up their anchor and&lt;br&gt;wait until we were settled before they anchor again. By now the owners to&lt;br&gt;the other cat were here and we de-rafted while they brought up their anchor.&lt;br&gt;Everyone is now in 3 different corners of the anchorage..we are in the back&lt;br&gt;right, the new boat is in the back left, and the cat we were rafted to is in&lt;br&gt;the front and center. It was quite exciting! Well, we might go on waterfall&lt;br&gt;hike tomorrow if the rain stops. It&amp;#39;s been raining on and off for a few days&lt;br&gt;now, and we are anxious for sun. Oh well, the islands are so beautiful and I&lt;br&gt;think we&amp;#39;ll get over it (hahahah). Mommy is making something in the kitchen&lt;br&gt;and it smells so good! Gotta go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-5614072041560367853?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/5614072041560367853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=5614072041560367853&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5614072041560367853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5614072041560367853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/04/excitment.html' title='Excitment'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4587394801235567071</id><published>2009-04-15T02:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T02:42:16.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! Sorry that I haven&amp;#39;t written in a while, but we have been doing&lt;br&gt;lots of sailing, school and lots of other things! First, we are now&lt;br&gt;surrounded by lots of boats. The &amp;quot;Puddle Jumpers&amp;quot; group has arrived and&lt;br&gt;brought lots of boats with it! Luckily, with the big group came lots of kid&lt;br&gt;boats (Bravado..11 year old girl and 2 young boys, Hipnautical..10 year old&lt;br&gt;boy, Whisper..10 year old boy and 7 year old boy)! Cole actually has Robin&lt;br&gt;on Hipnautical on Zen now for a sleepover. Nice kids. Well, we are now on&lt;br&gt;the island Fatu Hiva and it is raaaainy! Mommy, Daddy, me, and Robins&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;parents just went to a really cool, local dance rehearsal. The dancing was&lt;br&gt;really unique and a little bit like what we saw in the first island we went&lt;br&gt;to with all the other people. Okay, I&amp;#39;m getting a bit off track...anyways,&lt;br&gt;we met up with our friends on Brickhouse for a while and hung out with them&lt;br&gt;in Ua Huka. After leaving them we went to the island Tahuata. We only went&lt;br&gt;to one small bay where we met all the kid boats and did a really fun&lt;br&gt;bonfire. The beach was so beautiful and we didn&amp;#39;t get attacked by the&lt;br&gt;annoying, tiny mosquitoes called &amp;quot;no no&amp;#39;s&amp;quot;. For Easter Mommy made a really&lt;br&gt;good alfredo pasta dinner accompanied by some chocolate, nut bars and thin&lt;br&gt;ginger cookies. After a quick dinner we invited everyone (all the boats in&lt;br&gt;the harbor) to come over to Zen for coffee and dessert. Everyone agreed and&lt;br&gt;brought some type of dessert (mostly brownies). After a really fun party&lt;br&gt;that lasted until 11:00, everyone went back to their own boat to sleep. The&lt;br&gt;next day was the bonfire. It was set up by the kid boat Bravado, who had&lt;br&gt;arrived that morning. It was planned to start after dinner at around 6:00&lt;br&gt;PM. It was so much fun and Mommy brought the bread to roast on a stick like&lt;br&gt;we did in the San Blas. After playing in the water for a long time with&lt;br&gt;Robin and Yet (the girl on Bravado) we got back in the dinghy and went to&lt;br&gt;sleep. Today we sailed to the island Fatu Hiva, it was a 6 hour long sail&lt;br&gt;right upwind and was pretty bouncy. I read most of the time, but once I&lt;br&gt;finished my book I went up to the cockpit. Once we arrived we had lunch and&lt;br&gt;invited some people on the boat next to us to come over (I don&amp;#39;t know why,&lt;br&gt;but Mommy and Daddy just shouted to them across the decks to dinghy on over&lt;br&gt;if they felt like it). Once Hipnautical arrived (we had sailed here&lt;br&gt;together) us kids played for a while on their boat. Then, we went to the&lt;br&gt;dance. It was really fun and I met some local girls. Once it started to rain&lt;br&gt;(again) we went back to the boat. As we were dinghying back, we picked up&lt;br&gt;the boys who had been on Hipnautical while we were ashore since Robin is&lt;br&gt;sleeping over. Well, Mommy&amp;#39;s making dinner so I&amp;#39;ve gotta go, &amp;#39;night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4587394801235567071?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4587394801235567071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4587394801235567071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4587394801235567071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4587394801235567071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1012852436614948710</id><published>2009-04-04T02:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:16:09.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Rain, Let It Rain, Let It Rain</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain! Oh the weather outside is&lt;br&gt;rainy.........lalalalala..............&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;It rained for almost two days straight! I know that in Newport that can be&lt;br&gt;very common sometimes, but this is the longest period of rain we have had on&lt;br&gt;the boat for basically 8 months! We filled our water tanks all the way just&lt;br&gt;from the rain! It was awesome! Also the past two nights we played Monopoli&lt;br&gt;(one game yesterday, one game tonight). Our Monopoli board is a New England&lt;br&gt;Patriots board so it&amp;#39;s really cool. &lt;br&gt;Well, other than all this rain, we swam under the 3rd largest waterfall in&lt;br&gt;the world and met another kid boat! First I&amp;#39;ll tell you about the kids.&lt;br&gt;There is a family of four onboard the sailboat named Chtimagine. There is a&lt;br&gt;13 year old girl, Naeva (yippee!) and an 11 year old boy, Nicola. They are&lt;br&gt;from France, have lived on their boat for 7 years and have never been to a&lt;br&gt;real school. The family is so nice and will be traveling with us on more or&lt;br&gt;less the same schedule all the way to New Zealand! They have friends on&lt;br&gt;board right now who are also really nice (another family of four with a 4&lt;br&gt;year old girl and 7 year old boy). &lt;br&gt;So about the waterfall. We were going to hike there with Chtimagine, but&lt;br&gt;since Cole and I had to do school, they left a few hours before us. After&lt;br&gt;beaching the dinghy we hiked along a small river for about two hours. Soon&lt;br&gt;we came out of the woods and arrived in a large, open meadow filled with&lt;br&gt;small, yellow flowers. The grass came up to our knees and it was surrounded&lt;br&gt;by tall, flat, rocky mountains. It was beautiful. Daddy said &amp;quot;when I look up&lt;br&gt;I feel like I&amp;#39;m in New York City made of rock and flowers.&amp;quot; Finally we&lt;br&gt;rounded a coner and saw everyone on Chtimagine swimming in a small pool next&lt;br&gt;to the waterfall. The waterfall had just a small streem of water flowing&lt;br&gt;down from the top of the mountain due to no rain, but we still couldn&amp;#39;t see&lt;br&gt;the top. As soon as we arrived at the waterfall I pulled off my sweaty&lt;br&gt;clothes (we had to wear long sleeves and pants because of the bugs), grabbed&lt;br&gt;my sandwich and waded knee-deep into the cold, but refreshing water. It was&lt;br&gt;wonderful. After finishing my sandwich I followed Mommy, Cole, and Daddy&lt;br&gt;through the pool and over a boulder type thing. Next we were in another pool&lt;br&gt;covered by the mountain. This was where the waterfall deposited. We all went&lt;br&gt;and swam under the waterfall, feeling the water pound on our shoulders.&lt;br&gt;After some pictures we decided to go back. This time we all went back&lt;br&gt;together. The 4 of us older kids ran ahead and did the two hour walk in just&lt;br&gt;over an hour. When we got back to the dinghies, we decided to swim in the&lt;br&gt;ocean while we waited for the parents. It was so much fun!&lt;br&gt;We are now in a bay called Controller Bay and just finished a game of&lt;br&gt;Monopoli. We moved here yesterday and since we didn&amp;#39;t move again today due&lt;br&gt;to the bad weather I finally finished my group of tests that I have been&lt;br&gt;studying and taking for the past couple of weeks (YES!). Well, Daddy is&lt;br&gt;reading Star Wars to Cole and Mommy is reading a sailing magazine. Good&lt;br&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1012852436614948710?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1012852436614948710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1012852436614948710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1012852436614948710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1012852436614948710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-it-rain-let-it-rain-let-it-rain.html' title='Let It Rain, Let It Rain, Let It Rain'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3073588389067486445</id><published>2009-03-28T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:55:42.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Sayin' Hi</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody. Nothing much has gone on here except for a few things. &lt;br&gt;1. The day before yesterday we moved to a bay called Anaho and planned to&lt;br&gt;stay there for a while. It was a beautiful bay that was really calm since it&lt;br&gt;was so protected. While Cole and I were doing school (still studying for a&lt;br&gt;bunch of tests) Daddy jumped in the water to clean the boat and check the&lt;br&gt;anchor. Soon he told us to forget about school and &amp;quot;come see all these cool&lt;br&gt;fish that are swimming around me&amp;quot;. So since Cole and I will do anything to&lt;br&gt;avoid studying (and it was hot) we pulled on our suits and jumped in the&lt;br&gt;water. We ended up being anchored over and little bit of a reef and had lots&lt;br&gt;of fun snorkeling with all sorts of cool, Pacific fish that we had never&lt;br&gt;seen before. &lt;br&gt;2. We had to move back to this bay since Don had to catch a plane back to&lt;br&gt;Denver. So yesterday we picked up the hook and came back here. Don left this&lt;br&gt;morning.&lt;br&gt;3. At the same time that Don went to the airport, Mommy and I went to a&lt;br&gt;local&amp;#39;s house to get some fruits. The family we went with was really&lt;br&gt;friendly and the grandmother gave me hot chocolate and a baguette! It was so&lt;br&gt;delicious. After we had all had our snack, Mommy and I followed a woman&lt;br&gt;named Bernadette and her 5 year old daughter. When we arrived at their house&lt;br&gt;they gave us tons of fruit picked right out of their backyard. The family&lt;br&gt;was so friendly. &lt;br&gt;4. After we get a package we are waiting for we might go to another island&lt;br&gt;nearby called Ua Pua. It is one of the smaller islands, but is supposed to&lt;br&gt;be beautiful and have really good boulangeries (bakeries in French). \&lt;br&gt;5. Lately I have been playing my piano a lot and are now working on a song&lt;br&gt;called Prelude. I&amp;#39;m almost finished learning it and it&amp;#39;s a really cool song.&lt;br&gt;Also, Cole has started learning how to play his guitar and once he learns&lt;br&gt;the notes I have a book of songs that we can play together! &lt;br&gt;Well that&amp;#39;s about it on Zen. We are really taking a relaxing day today&lt;br&gt;(Daddy is snoring behind me, Mommy is lying out on the tramp and Cole is&lt;br&gt;probably playing something electronic). We are all going to church tomorrow&lt;br&gt;to hear the singing that will be performed by the locals for Palm Sunday. I&lt;br&gt;can&amp;#39;t believe that it&amp;#39;s almost Easter!! Well, I&amp;#39;ve gotta go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3073588389067486445?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3073588389067486445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3073588389067486445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3073588389067486445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3073588389067486445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-sayin-hi.html' title='Just Sayin&apos; Hi'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7048092690813955052</id><published>2009-03-26T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:10:33.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing in an Ancient Village</title><content type='html'>So yesterday at around 11:00 we headed ashore to find the local dance show&lt;br&gt;that would be happening for the cruise ship that came in this morning. After&lt;br&gt;asking a few locals how to get there we started up the dirt trail that lead&lt;br&gt;to the old archeological area where they would be performing. As we were&lt;br&gt;walking up, a pick-up truck came up behind us filled with the performers.&lt;br&gt;They asked us if we were walking up to the show and when we said yes they&lt;br&gt;offered to give us a ride! We said yes and jumped in the truck. When we&lt;br&gt;arrived we walked around the site while waiting for the performance to&lt;br&gt;start. After walking across a short bridge made of logs and sticks we found&lt;br&gt;ourselves wandering around a big open courtyard with different layers of&lt;br&gt;rocks. The courtyard happened to be the home of an ancient tribe that died&lt;br&gt;off in the early 1800&amp;#39;s. There was three different columns and on each&lt;br&gt;column there was two to four layers of rock. Depending on your importance,&lt;br&gt;you were told to live in a certain spot. In ancient times there were houses&lt;br&gt;on top of the rock layers where the people lived. There was a small statue&lt;br&gt;on the highest rock layer accompanied by smaller still carvings on two&lt;br&gt;pieces of wood. We assumed that this was where the priest or leader lived (I&lt;br&gt;learned about the houses and stuff when we followed a tour group after the&lt;br&gt;dances for a little while). After exploring a little bit more we walked back&lt;br&gt;across the bridge and back to the place where the dancers would be&lt;br&gt;performing. The backdrop by the way, was a huge tree that is over a 1&lt;br&gt;hundred years old. It has so many thick roots that it looks like multiple&lt;br&gt;trees put together! Anyways, when we got back to the &amp;#39;stage&amp;#39; there were tons&lt;br&gt;of tourists. Much more than we expected to come on a boat. We never saw&lt;br&gt;their boat, but we are guessing that they came on a cruise ship and not a&lt;br&gt;little boat like in the Galapagos. Once everyone found a rock to sit on the&lt;br&gt;dancing began. There were three four men and one woman. They were all&lt;br&gt;dressed in grass skirts and headdresses and had lots of palm fronds. They&lt;br&gt;performed the traditional pig dance and war dance. The dancing was&lt;br&gt;accompanied by the men who were saying/singing chants in a low grunting&lt;br&gt;voice. It was really cool. When the dancing ended we followed an English&lt;br&gt;speaking tour for a little while before heading back to the boat. Since it&lt;br&gt;was about noon, we decided to stop at a little tent with people serving all&lt;br&gt;sorts of food on the side of the road for lunch. We ended up getting chow&lt;br&gt;mien and it was really good. Finally, we got back in the dinghy and headed&lt;br&gt;back to the boat. Since we hadn&amp;#39;t seen any sharks in this bay, we all went&lt;br&gt;swimming before school started again. Once our swim was over we all took&lt;br&gt;turns showering off the back off the back of the boat. I ended up slipping&lt;br&gt;down the steps and cutting my back. It didn&amp;#39;t hurt and I didn&amp;#39;t know that it&lt;br&gt;was bleeding until Mommy looked at it and said &amp;quot;Okay! Your fine, just rinse&lt;br&gt;off, your fine, your fine&amp;quot;. After having a slight panic attack because there&lt;br&gt;were a few wasps I managed to get inside. It was really pretty funny. Well,&lt;br&gt;we are just leaving the bay now and are going to a bay about 30 minutes away&lt;br&gt;called Anaho. It is known for being a beautiful bay so we are excited to get&lt;br&gt;there and check it out. Cole is negotiating to watch a movie...looks like&lt;br&gt;he&amp;#39;s watching Nemo. Well I want to watch too, so I gotta go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7048092690813955052?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7048092690813955052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7048092690813955052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7048092690813955052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7048092690813955052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/dancing-in-ancient-village.html' title='Dancing in an Ancient Village'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-706724793104359898</id><published>2009-03-26T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T03:17:31.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Food Food!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! We are now in a different bay and are having such a good time&lt;br&gt;here!&lt;br&gt;After a really nice pizza dinner in the first bay we and went to (Taiohae&lt;br&gt;Bay) another bay called Hatiheu Bay. It was only a 3 hour motor and we soon&lt;br&gt;arrived. As soon as we put the anchor down though we were visited by wasps.&lt;br&gt;Since I just love bugs (not really) I ran inside and immediately locked&lt;br&gt;myself in by putting down all the screens and closing any windows that&lt;br&gt;didn&amp;#39;t have screens. When I was done I realized that everyone else had&lt;br&gt;slowly moved inside to avoid the wasps too. Once anchored and settled in&lt;br&gt;Mommy sat down and said &amp;quot;everyone get your school books!&amp;quot;. Before we knew&lt;br&gt;it, it was 5:00 and time to go over to Carl Linne for drinks and snacks.&lt;br&gt;After about an hour on Carl Linne we all went ashore to our already-reserved&lt;br&gt;traditional Marquisan dinner. When we got up to the dock we knew that it was&lt;br&gt;going to take some effort to get everyone ashore. The dock was cement and&lt;br&gt;very high and slippery. Also we had to deal with major surge and rocks.&lt;br&gt;Using the two dinghies we managed to get everyone except the two captains on&lt;br&gt;the dock. After some planning Daddy and Greg managed to get the dinghies&lt;br&gt;onto a mooring and then through a line to shore so that they could pull&lt;br&gt;themselves back ashore. Once everyone was ready we started our walk to the&lt;br&gt;restaurant. It was a short walk along some dirt roads lined with beautiful&lt;br&gt;flowers and palm trees overlooking the beach. At the restaurant we learned&lt;br&gt;that they were already cooking a pig (which they took us to see and it was a&lt;br&gt;full pig..like head, skin, eyes, everything) and that the dinner would be&lt;br&gt;ready soon. After a first course of all different kinds of delicious fried&lt;br&gt;fishes the pork arrived. It was served in handmade palm frond baskets and&lt;br&gt;really yummy sweet potato. There was so much amazing food! After arriving&lt;br&gt;back on the boat we fell right to sleep.&lt;br&gt;It was such an amazing experience and we had a great time. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-706724793104359898?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/706724793104359898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=706724793104359898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/706724793104359898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/706724793104359898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/food-food-food.html' title='Food Food Food!!!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4321981202307716224</id><published>2009-03-23T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T03:02:55.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharks!</title><content type='html'>So we have finally gotten ashore and seen a bunch of really cool things! &lt;br&gt;One thing we discovered was that all of the girls wear white flowers in&lt;br&gt;their hair. The flowers are really beautiful and you can just walk up the&lt;br&gt;street and pick one off the tree! There are pink, red, white and yellow&lt;br&gt;flowers all over the place. If you put your flower on the right of your&lt;br&gt;head, that means you are married, and the left means that you aren&amp;#39;t. This&lt;br&gt;morning Mommy and I picked our own flowers today. &lt;br&gt;Also, our friends on Carl Linne (who are also here) brought us to a really&lt;br&gt;nice hotel restaurant. There is even an infinity pool on the porch of the&lt;br&gt;restaurant overlooking the harbor. We went there last night and had some&lt;br&gt;really good deserts. We had chocolate lava cake with ice cream and lots of&lt;br&gt;whip cream! It was delicious!&lt;br&gt;Oh! I forgot! When we first arrived a nice Australian couple came by to&lt;br&gt;welcome us to the harbor. They are on their motor boat and have been here&lt;br&gt;four times already. They were very friendly and gave us some good&lt;br&gt;information, one of them was &amp;#39;do not swim off the back of the boat&amp;#39;. They&lt;br&gt;told us that we couldn&amp;#39;t swim here because of all the hammer head sharks&lt;br&gt;circling the harbor! Isn&amp;#39;t that freaky?! Daddy even saw a shark swimming&lt;br&gt;around the boat this morning. &lt;br&gt;Well I just finished learning as much French as I can shove in my head and&lt;br&gt;studying for a grammar test (adjective and adverb fraises are really hard!).&lt;br&gt;We just restarted school after a two week vacation. Dinner is at the pizza&lt;br&gt;place tonight! Gotta go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4321981202307716224?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4321981202307716224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4321981202307716224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4321981202307716224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4321981202307716224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/sharks.html' title='Sharks!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6537311990829477336</id><published>2009-03-22T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:42:24.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!</title><content type='html'>Yippee! We have finally reached land! This morning was the first time that&lt;br&gt;we could see Fatu Hiva and it is beautiful! It is extremely mountainous and&lt;br&gt;very green. The whole island is made of mountains and there isn&amp;#39;t one low&lt;br&gt;spot. The coastal area right in front of the town is lined with palm trees&lt;br&gt;and a rocky beach. There are tall green trees mixed with the palm trees that&lt;br&gt;weave through the colorful shops and houses. The green mountains rise up&lt;br&gt;really fast right after the town and are sharp peaks at the top. Above the&lt;br&gt;island lots of fluffy clouds are hanging there dripping little showers of&lt;br&gt;rain. At the entrance to the bay there are towers of rock protecting the&lt;br&gt;bay. As you enter the turquoise/blue water becomes really flat and calm.&lt;br&gt;Right now we are pulling into the anchorage while experiencing a short sun&lt;br&gt;shower. It is not as populated as I thought it was going to be, but the&lt;br&gt;houses are all spread out on the hills and it&amp;#39;s really cool. Since the&lt;br&gt;anchorage is surrounded by mountains the wind funnels in and there is a nice&lt;br&gt;breeze to keep  us cool. This morning was spent cleaning the interior of the&lt;br&gt;boat and we now all smell like Pine Sol. Mommy is taking all sorts of&lt;br&gt;picture and video so you will probably see lots of pictures soon. Well we&lt;br&gt;are just about to put the anchor down so I gotta go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6537311990829477336?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6537311990829477336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6537311990829477336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6537311990829477336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6537311990829477336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6201425998484595951</id><published>2009-03-22T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:29:20.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LAND HO!!!!</title><content type='html'>Land ho! We have finally spotted a little piece of land. Since the wind&lt;br&gt;changed a bit we ended up changing our destination to make it a calmer ride.&lt;br&gt;We are now going to an island called Nuku Hiva (you say it like nookoo&lt;br&gt;heeva). It is a little farther away than where we were supposed to be going&lt;br&gt;to, but we will arrive in about 15 hours, 30 minutes and 17 seconds (we&lt;br&gt;would have already been there if we went to Fatu Hiva). We are glad that the&lt;br&gt;wind changed though because Nuku Hiva is the main island and is where you&lt;br&gt;check in. We are also waiting for a package to arrive there. The anchorage&lt;br&gt;that we are going to has the 3rd largest waterfall in the world! We can&lt;br&gt;anchor right next to it! I&amp;#39;m so excited. It is supposed to be really&lt;br&gt;beautiful. For a little bit of background, the Marquises Islands are owned&lt;br&gt;by the French and part of French Polynesia. They are supposed to be really&lt;br&gt;tall and mountainous and our populated on almost all the islands. We are so&lt;br&gt;excited to go ashore and buy fresh baguettes and croissants. &lt;p&gt;Cole, Daddy and I just finished a game of monkey in the middle with Cole&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;hacky sack. It was really fun (other than the part when Daddy whacked me in&lt;br&gt;the eye with the ball  and even that was funny). &lt;p&gt;We think that it is  almost 11:30 at night in RI, but it is only 7:30 here&lt;br&gt;and we just finished dinner. Mommy made an attempt to make fish tacos with&lt;br&gt;chips instead of tacos, but it was nothing like what she had hoped to&lt;br&gt;make....it was so good!! I have been wanting tacos for a while and Mommy&lt;br&gt;said she&amp;#39;d try to make fish tacos with the tuna we caught this afternoon.&lt;br&gt;Like I said they didn&amp;#39;t turn out to be anything like tacos..more like&lt;br&gt;marinated fish in a Mexican sauce with cheese and chips. Sounds good right?&lt;br&gt;For desert we had mini chocolate bars (mini Snickers, Twix, and Milky Way).&lt;br&gt;It was delicious. &lt;p&gt;Well, we&amp;#39;ve got 100.573 miles to go! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6201425998484595951?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6201425998484595951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6201425998484595951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6201425998484595951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6201425998484595951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/land-ho.html' title='LAND HO!!!!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1148237382683569699</id><published>2009-03-18T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:27:42.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more days!!!</title><content type='html'>Yippee!! I&amp;#39;m so excited to get there! We will arrive in 3 or 4 days to our&lt;br&gt;destination in the Marquises called Fatu Hiva (you say it like fatoo heeva).&lt;br&gt;We did a contest today and everyone guessed how many miles we would cover in&lt;br&gt;24 hours. The winner would be able to pick the movie we all watch tonight. I&lt;br&gt;won! We were especially surprised though that I guessed the exact number of&lt;br&gt;miles we traveled, 200! I chose the movie Center Stage. Mommy will probably&lt;br&gt;watch with me and Don too since he&amp;#39;s never seen it before. I know that Cole&lt;br&gt;doesn&amp;#39;t want to watch but I have a feeling that he will. I don&amp;#39;t know about&lt;br&gt;Daddy. We are playing the game again and I kept my same guess since the&lt;br&gt;weather should stay the same. Who knows what will happen though. Since&lt;br&gt;there&amp;#39;s been lots of wind we have been averaging a speed of about 9 knots or&lt;br&gt;more (that&amp;#39;s really fast for a monohull and a little bit over regular for a&lt;br&gt;catamaran). We even hit 24 knots when surfing on a wave! Oh, and I&amp;#39;m not&lt;br&gt;sure exactly, but in the past two weeks I have read 9 or 10 books. All hale&lt;br&gt;the ebook. I don&amp;#39;t know what I would do without my ebook. We are taking a&lt;br&gt;little break from school, but are starting back up again when we get to&lt;br&gt;land. Mommy has been making bread the past 3 days and it is so good! We were&lt;br&gt;sitting at lunch today waiting for the bread to finish and it was torture&lt;br&gt;since you could smell it from the table. It was so yummy! Well, it&amp;#39;s been&lt;br&gt;really hot here..it&amp;#39;s currently 4:30 and 85 degrees. It doesn&amp;#39;t really make&lt;br&gt;sense to take a shower because 10 minutes after you finish you&amp;#39;re sweaty&lt;br&gt;again. I tried taking a shower today and with the boat moving around so much&lt;br&gt;I slipped and fell 3 times! It was really funny. It&amp;#39;s my watch now so I&lt;br&gt;gotta go, bye!&lt;p&gt;PS. We are 4,563.656 miles away from Newport if you were to travel in a&lt;br&gt;straight line from us to there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1148237382683569699?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1148237382683569699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1148237382683569699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1148237382683569699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1148237382683569699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-more-days.html' title='4 more days!!!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1213933583469046752</id><published>2009-03-16T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:33:42.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/Sb799uWqX5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1OJt0EmEyQg/s1600-h/Ballerina-722420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/Sb799uWqX5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1OJt0EmEyQg/s320/Ballerina-722420.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313963847200694162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/Sb799in_0jI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9_JBKf5TN0M/s1600-h/Solor+Wrasse-722777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/Sb799in_0jI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9_JBKf5TN0M/s320/Solor+Wrasse-722777.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313963844052177458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hi everyone. Here are a few  more of my drawings. Not much has been going on&lt;br&gt;here lately. The wind just picked up and we should be able to sail at decent&lt;br&gt;speeds for the rest of the trip. We should arrive  in exactly one week  (I&lt;br&gt;hope)!!!  Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1213933583469046752?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1213933583469046752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1213933583469046752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1213933583469046752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1213933583469046752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-pics.html' title='More Pics'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/Sb799uWqX5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1OJt0EmEyQg/s72-c/Ballerina-722420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7527295525933551893</id><published>2009-03-14T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:34:34.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10....Still Sailing</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, I&amp;#39;ve been doing some sketching lately and so I decided to post&lt;br&gt;them to the blog. Here is one of them...I&amp;#39;ll put the rest of them up with&lt;br&gt;each blog I send. Pictures are too big to send over the sat. email and so I&lt;br&gt;can only send one at a time. &lt;br&gt;I tricked Cole into writing a blog! It&amp;#39;s a miracle! Check out his blog, it&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;already posted.&lt;br&gt;Anyways, Cole and started shifts! Mine is from 3 to 6PM and Coles&amp;#39; is from 7&lt;br&gt;to 10AM. Daddy gave us a lesson on what to check when on watch. I started&lt;br&gt;two days ago and it&amp;#39;s really fun. Cole and I are now official crew! During&lt;br&gt;our watch we need to log some information in the ships&amp;#39; log and then put our&lt;br&gt;position down on the chart on Daddy&amp;#39;s computer. I also get to do the net&lt;br&gt;during my watch. We will be doing watches so that Mommy and Daddy will be&lt;br&gt;able to sleep more when Don is gone. The spinnaker is up now since the wind&lt;br&gt;came up a bit (we were excited to see 1.5 knots of wind). Well Cole, Mommy&lt;br&gt;and I just finished watching Spider Man 3. It was a cool movie even though&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ve seen it multiple times before. It&amp;#39;s almost 5:30 here (there&amp;#39;s a 3 hour&lt;br&gt;difference from the middle of nowhere, aka us, and Newport , aka you) and so&lt;br&gt;Mommy is making dinner. Rice, lentils and curry...mmmmm. Smells good. Gotta&lt;br&gt;go, bye!&lt;p&gt;PS. We went swimming 1500 miles away from anything!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7527295525933551893?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7527295525933551893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7527295525933551893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7527295525933551893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7527295525933551893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-10still-sailing.html' title='Day 10....Still Sailing'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1382110247496908575</id><published>2009-03-09T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:57:46.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Sailing</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! We are still underway to the Marquises and will be for the next&lt;br&gt;10 to 14 days (hopefully 10).  There isn&amp;#39;t much going on, but here are some&lt;br&gt;interesting things that have happened so far:&lt;p&gt;1.My new job is to do the nets. When you do the nets you give your report on&lt;br&gt;where you are and stuff on the Single Sideband Radio (SSB). Every morning&lt;br&gt;and night a bunch of cruisers get together over the radio for safety and&lt;br&gt;communication. One person controls the net and calls to the other cruisers&lt;br&gt;saying &amp;quot;any vessels underway, come now.&amp;quot; and other things that he or she may&lt;br&gt;want. Then, if I am underway, I would say &amp;quot;Zen&amp;quot; into the radio and wait for&lt;br&gt;net control to tell me to give my check-in. Once the given the okay to give&lt;br&gt;my report I say our lat and long, wind speed and direction, course and&lt;br&gt;speed. We give reports on the net so that other people know what the weather&lt;br&gt;is where we are and if we are in trouble they can take an educated guess on&lt;br&gt;where we might be. Also on the net I can write down the positions and&lt;br&gt;weather of our friends to know how they are doing. &lt;p&gt;2.A new thing that we have been using is life tags. Life tags are little&lt;br&gt;orange things that you strap onto your arm or wrist and will set an alarm&lt;br&gt;off on the boat if you fall overboard. Cole and I are wearing them all the&lt;br&gt;time except when we sleep and everybody else wears them when they are on&lt;br&gt;watch. They&amp;#39;re pretty cool. &lt;p&gt;3.I have been studying French a lot lately. I have a game that teaches me on&lt;br&gt;my DS and a program on my computer called Rosetta Stone that teaches me too.&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s really fun and I enjoy learning the language. We are going to have to&lt;br&gt;speak French for the rest of our trip until New Zealand so I figured that I&lt;br&gt;should start now.&lt;p&gt;4.Something funny that has been happening lately is watching the flying fish&lt;br&gt;fly over the boat. Yes, flying fish have been landing in the cockpit and all&lt;br&gt;over the deck! I feel bad for the little fishies so we always try to through&lt;br&gt;them back into the water before they die. Another thing landing on the deck&lt;br&gt;are little, tiny squids. When they land they make little black ink spots on&lt;br&gt;the boat and they seem to like the tramps. They&amp;#39;re really gross looking&lt;br&gt;though.&lt;p&gt;5.My sleeping pattern has changed. I tend to wake up at about 7:30 in the&lt;br&gt;morning and stay awake until about 3 in the afternoon. At 3 I fall back&lt;br&gt;asleep until around 5 PM. After dinner Cole and I normally stay up during&lt;br&gt;Mommy&amp;#39;s watch, which goes from 7-11. Cole normally falls asleep around 10,&lt;br&gt;but I can&amp;#39;t fall asleep until 10:30, 10:45. It&amp;#39;s really strange, but the&lt;br&gt;motion of the boat makes me tired. &lt;p&gt;Okay, that&amp;#39;s about it. I can&amp;#39;t wait to get there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1382110247496908575?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1382110247496908575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1382110247496908575&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1382110247496908575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1382110247496908575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-sailing.html' title='Still Sailing'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3306778596096930691</id><published>2009-03-05T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:40:18.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Possible to Get Hypothermia In the Galapagos?</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! We are now currently underway to the Marquises. This will be&lt;br&gt;the longest passage of any of our lives, 15-20 days long. So far the seas&lt;br&gt;are down and there is exactly 2.4 knots of wind at the highest. We are just&lt;br&gt;burning fuel now until we get farther south and find the trade winds&lt;br&gt;(trades). &lt;br&gt;Anyways, before we left the Galapagos we did some cool tours. One of them&lt;br&gt;was a day tour to the island Isabela. It was pretty cool. We woke up at&lt;br&gt;around 5 AM and then took a two hour boat ride with some friends on the boat&lt;br&gt;Carl Linne to Isabela. While there we did a nature walk, snorkeling, and&lt;br&gt;some sightseeing. There was a cute little town with dirt roads and few&lt;br&gt;people. Finally, after lunch, we got back on our boat and headed back to&lt;br&gt;Santa Cruz. While on the ride back Cole and I took naps and the folks on&lt;br&gt;Carl Linne invited us to come over to their boat for drinks. We all wanted&lt;br&gt;to see the boat and so we agreed. After an nice evening on Carl Linne we&lt;br&gt;finally got back to Zen and fell immediately asleep. It had been a great but&lt;br&gt;tiring day. &lt;br&gt;The other trip that I did was a diving excursion. Only Daddy and I went&lt;br&gt;diving. For multiple different reasons the others didn&amp;#39;t want to go and so&lt;br&gt;they planned a snorkel trip. Anyways, at about 6 AM Daddy and I woke up and&lt;br&gt;got ready for our dive. About an hour later the boat came by Zen to pick us&lt;br&gt;up. After quickly shoving some pancakes in our mouths we jumped on the boat&lt;br&gt;and were off. On the boat we met the people we would be diving with. A girl&lt;br&gt;from New Hampshire who was on vacation to see her friend was coming to get&lt;br&gt;certified and another guy from somewhere in Europe who had done 150 dives&lt;br&gt;around the world already and hadn&amp;#39;t yet been to the Galapagos. We would also&lt;br&gt;be diving with a guide and another girl from the dive place who was also&lt;br&gt;from New Hampshire and was taking a year off of college to live and work in&lt;br&gt;the Galapagos. After a 45 minute ride to an island off of Santa Cruz we&lt;br&gt;suited up and dove in. Since we had already been fitted for our gear it was&lt;br&gt;just a matter of pulling on wet suits (which if they happen to be two piece,&lt;br&gt;long suits, that is not very easy). Once we jumped in the water the first&lt;br&gt;thing I thought was &amp;quot;is it possible to get hypothermia in the Galapagos?&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;The water was the coldest water I have been in since last spring. I was&lt;br&gt;freezing. Although we were all really cold, the first dive was pretty cool.&lt;br&gt;I saw three different sharks and a few rays. There wasn&amp;#39;t any coral but&lt;br&gt;there were some colorful, little fish. Once our hour was up we all got back&lt;br&gt;in the boat and motored into another little cove where we would wait another&lt;br&gt;hour before diving again. After having a little sandwich one of the guys&lt;br&gt;jumped back in the water and swam around for a bit taking pictures of some&lt;br&gt;animals. When I noticed that he found a couple baby sea lions I jumped in&lt;br&gt;the water and swam over. The water on the surface was really warm and since&lt;br&gt;I still had my wet suit on I barely knew I was in the water. Once I got to&lt;br&gt;the seals I noticed that there were three babies and their mother was on the&lt;br&gt;rocks a little while away. They were so cute! They posed for a while and let&lt;br&gt;us take pictures while their mom played with us underwater. It was so cool!&lt;br&gt;Soon we had to go back and go to our next dive. On this dive I put on a wet&lt;br&gt;suit hat and gloves to be warmer. This was much better and I enjoyed the&lt;br&gt;second dive much more. On this dive we saw sea turtles, rays and tons of&lt;br&gt;little fish and starfish. I had a great time. Back on the boat again we had&lt;br&gt;lunch and then headed back to Santa Cruz. It was so much fun!&lt;br&gt;Well, we are still cruising a long, waiting for the wind. We are now trying&lt;br&gt;to figure out how to charge Cole&amp;#39;s Ipod. Gotta go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3306778596096930691?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3306778596096930691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3306778596096930691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3306778596096930691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3306778596096930691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-it-possible-to-get-hypothermia-in.html' title='Is It Possible to Get Hypothermia In the Galapagos?'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3827379185620986931</id><published>2009-02-27T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:32:59.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tours in the Gallapagos</title><content type='html'>So now we have been in the Galapagos for about a week now and our just&lt;br&gt;starting to plan some tours. We didn&amp;#39;t plan tours earlier because we thought&lt;br&gt;that our agent would help us get an autographo, something that would allow&lt;br&gt;us to sail around to islands legally. Even though it would cost some money,&lt;br&gt;we decided that it would be the best choice. Now there are some rules on&lt;br&gt;getting an autographo and we did everything they needed. &lt;p&gt;Anyways, our agent lied to us telling us that we could get an autographo and&lt;br&gt;then came back with nothing done. One thing led to another and we got a&lt;br&gt;different agent. &lt;p&gt;Now that we are checked in we have signed up for a day trip to Isabella and&lt;br&gt;to go diving. We are all going to the island Isabella this Sunday on a&lt;br&gt;little tour boat to do some cool stuff there. On that tour we will be with&lt;br&gt;another motor yacht we met called, Carl Lind. They are really cool people&lt;br&gt;even though we only met the crew and there boat is really cool too. &lt;p&gt;In Isabella we are supposed to have breakfast and then go do some snorkeling&lt;br&gt;and shark spotting. After lunch we will take a walk to see some penguins and&lt;br&gt;flamingos. Then at six PM we get back on the boat to come back to Santa Cruz&lt;br&gt;for dinner. We are really excited and are told that Isabella is one of the&lt;br&gt;most visited islands in the Galapagos because of its penguins and volcanoes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Next we planned a diving tour for Daddy and I. We decided to go next&lt;br&gt;Wednesday to a spot known for its sharks, manta rays and other big sea life.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m really freaked out to see a shark but also so excited. &lt;p&gt;We just turned on the engines and Mommy and Cole are both trying to tune&lt;br&gt;Cole&amp;#39;s new guitar. Dinner is coming out soon and a movie is planned for&lt;br&gt;later. Bye!&lt;p&gt;This email is via satellite phone.&amp;#160; Please do not send any attachments.&amp;#160;&lt;br&gt;Please reply with your email only.&amp;#160; Delete all other previous email threads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3827379185620986931?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3827379185620986931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3827379185620986931&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3827379185620986931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3827379185620986931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/02/tours-in-gallapagos.html' title='Tours in the Gallapagos'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6254620937820190972</id><published>2009-02-25T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:08:16.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Galloping to the Galapagos</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! We have officially arrived in the Galapagos. We have already&lt;br&gt;been here 3 days, but Daddy informed me that now we are fully checked in.&lt;br&gt;First of all our trip was basically 4 days and 5 nights long. If you wanted&lt;br&gt;to be exact you could argue less but that&amp;#39;s the basic idea. &lt;br&gt;Anyways, when we saw the first island in the Galapagos we were amazed at how&lt;br&gt;big and green the mountains were. From miles away we could see the island&lt;br&gt;clearly. As we got closer we started to see other islands and some cool sea&lt;br&gt;life like puffer fish. Soon we had breakfast and had the anchor out and&lt;br&gt;ready. Mommy pulled out the video camera and started talking to herself&lt;br&gt;about the Galapagos. As we were about to round the point and head into the&lt;br&gt;anchorage we started to see what looked like tires floating in the water.&lt;br&gt;When one of the tires stuck his head out of the water we realized that they&lt;br&gt;were really sea turtles! All of a sudden we were surrounded by huge sea&lt;br&gt;turtles poking their heads out of the water to check us out. Seeing the big&lt;br&gt;white hull scared them away but some didn&amp;#39;t care and we got to see them up&lt;br&gt;close. Next seals joined the sea turtles and started to jump all around the&lt;br&gt;boat. Seeing some fins out in front of us and wanting to see a seal, Cole&lt;br&gt;and I went and sat on the bow with our feet over the edge. As they got&lt;br&gt;closer we realized that they weren&amp;#39;t really seals. At first they looked like&lt;br&gt;a bunch of little fish. We wanted to see the fish closer up so we leaned&lt;br&gt;over a bit. As they got closer though we realized that they weren&amp;#39;t fish at&lt;br&gt;all. They were huge manta rays. There was three of them and they must have&lt;br&gt;been at least 10 feet across. Screaming in surprise, Cole and I pulled our&lt;br&gt;feet up and started to do our panic dance on the tramp. Soon we calmed down&lt;br&gt;a bit and pulled ourselves together enough to look over the side and watch&lt;br&gt;the rays fly through the water. Oh, by the way, the whole time Cole and I&lt;br&gt;were freaking out Mommy, Daddy and Don were asking us &amp;#39;what&amp;#39;s going on?! Are&lt;br&gt;you okay?!&amp;#39; and also freaking out. Once we told them everyone frantically&lt;br&gt;dashed around the boat looking for them. It was quite the sight but it was&lt;br&gt;so cool to see them. &lt;br&gt;Anyways, we are now anchored, with two anchors so that we don&amp;#39;t hit other&lt;br&gt;boats in the anchorage. The town is much bigger than we thought with&lt;br&gt;internet, supermarkets, restaurants, resorts, and ice cream places. We have&lt;br&gt;already downloaded our Rosetta Stone French lessons onto my computer and&lt;br&gt;have started French in preparation for French Polynesia. &lt;br&gt;Yesterday we went to a beach that had really fine sand and huge waves. We&lt;br&gt;were so happy to find the waves since we haven&amp;#39;t seen waves like that for&lt;br&gt;months. To get there we had to walk about 2 miles from the dock. There was a&lt;br&gt;really nice little path that lead to the beach. There was basically nobody&lt;br&gt;there except for a few surfers. It was really nice. Before the beach we had&lt;br&gt;taken a cab to something called &amp;#39;the lava tubes&amp;#39;. The lava tubes were made&lt;br&gt;when lava rolled down the mountains and froze on the outside sooner than the&lt;br&gt;inside. When walking through the tubes you look up to a really high ceiling,&lt;br&gt;and walking over big rocks. The tunnel must have been at least a 15 minute&lt;br&gt;walk through and needed a flashlight. It was so much fun! For lunch we went&lt;br&gt;to a little place on the street where all the locals go. It was really small&lt;br&gt;but the food was amazing and cheap. I had rice, chicken and beans. From&lt;br&gt;lunch we went to a soft ice cream place and then to the beach. For dinner we&lt;br&gt;decided to go to a place on the water that everyone said was really good.&lt;br&gt;After waiting a really long time for the water taxi to come we arrived at&lt;br&gt;the restaurant. Soon we ordered and were just waiting for our food to come.&lt;br&gt;All of a sudden the head chef came out to tell me that he wouldn&amp;#39;t be able&lt;br&gt;to cook my curry for me but he could do some type of curry instead.&lt;br&gt;Surprisingly he spoke English and was from Canada. He was really nice and&lt;br&gt;explained that he was sorry but didn&amp;#39;t have the supplies to make Indian&lt;br&gt;curry that night. Of course, I had only gotten the curry because it sounded&lt;br&gt;good with the rice, so anything else sounded fine to me. Anyways, a few&lt;br&gt;minutes later I decided to go to the bathroom to wash the bug spray off my&lt;br&gt;hands and found a place where I could sit and watch everyone in the kitchen.&lt;br&gt;After quickly washing my hands I went back to the table to tell everyone&lt;br&gt;what I had found. Mommy, Cole and I then went to sit and watch them cook.&lt;br&gt;David, the head cook, didn&amp;#39;t mind us watching and even gave us a taste of&lt;br&gt;the tuna tartar. It was so good! I was so excited for my food to come. Soon&lt;br&gt;we watched our food be made and then followed our waiter back to the table.&lt;br&gt;The food was amazing. The curry was really spicy but it was so good! For&lt;br&gt;desert I had a little piece of all the cakes and a scoop of maracuya&lt;br&gt;(passion fruit) ice cream. At around 11 at night we were finished and very&lt;br&gt;content that we had had a wonderful meal. Before we left David came by to&lt;br&gt;ask us if we like it. Of course we all said yes. Next he asked us if we&lt;br&gt;wanted to do a special package thing for tomorrow. He told us that the meal&lt;br&gt;would last 3 hours and we would have 6 courses. We wouldn&amp;#39;t have to order,&lt;br&gt;he would chose what we ate making sure that we got to taste a bunch of&lt;br&gt;different flavors. Of course, we all said yes. &lt;br&gt;Tonight we are going back to the restaurant to enjoy a dinner decided by the&lt;br&gt;cook. I am so excited! We are also going to the Darwin museum to see all&lt;br&gt;sorts of animals that are only in the Galapagos. We&amp;#39;ve got to reset the&lt;br&gt;anchor, bye! Oh wait, I have just been informed that in the past 2 hours we&lt;br&gt;have picked up the bow anchor, set the bow anchor, set the stern anchor,&lt;br&gt;picked up the stern anchor, and set the stern anchor. Now we are going to&lt;br&gt;pick up both anchors and set the bow. Oh yeah, and it&amp;#39;s 10:00 in the&lt;br&gt;morning! Oh wait it gets better....Mommy is going to wash clothes while we&lt;br&gt;set the anchor! Okay, Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6254620937820190972?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6254620937820190972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6254620937820190972&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6254620937820190972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6254620937820190972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/02/galloping-to-galapagos.html' title='Galloping to the Galapagos'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-5587983867924434904</id><published>2009-02-20T19:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:52:42.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming In the Pacific</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! So today is our fourth day on our trip and is really calm and&lt;br&gt;peaceful (other than our really loud engines). There is absolutely no wind&lt;br&gt;and hasn&amp;#39;t been for a couple days. No wind though means calm seas and being&lt;br&gt;able to read and play games without getting seasick. It also means being&lt;br&gt;able to stop the boat and go for a swim. We got the idea of swimming in the&lt;br&gt;middle of the Pacific Ocean from our friends on Lightfoot, a boat we met&lt;br&gt;before we left in Panama. I don&amp;#39;t remember if I told you about them, but&lt;br&gt;they have two kids on board, Jes a ten year old boy and Haley a thirteen&lt;br&gt;year old girl. They are really cool and are doing about the same trip that&lt;br&gt;we are just a little faster. Anyways, since they have a tighter time&lt;br&gt;schedule than we do they had to leave Panama as early as possible and have&lt;br&gt;been giving us info about the passage while they went. One thing they told&lt;br&gt;us was that it would get really calm and you&amp;#39;d be able to stop the boat.&lt;br&gt;They also said that the water was very nice and if we got a chance we should&lt;br&gt;jump in for a swim. Well yesterday we did just that. The water was an&lt;br&gt;amazing blue that seemed to go on forever and sparkled with the sun. There&lt;br&gt;was a little bit of a current, but the boat went along with it too so we had&lt;br&gt;no problem. Mommy was the first to jump in and said that it was really&lt;br&gt;refreshing and not too cold. Hearing this I jumped in and then Don and Cole.&lt;br&gt;Oh by the way, Don has decided to stay with us until Tahiti! We&amp;#39;re all&lt;br&gt;really happy that he could stay and Cole and I decided that now that Don has&lt;br&gt;stayed with us, Carla should too (watch out Carga, we have plans set up on&lt;br&gt;when you and Mike are going to come and how much fun we are going to have!).&lt;br&gt;We swam around for a while and Daddy took some pictures. Since he had taken&lt;br&gt;a shower the day before he decided not to swim and to save us some water.&lt;br&gt;Since the engines were off it was silent and you couldn&amp;#39;t see anything or&lt;br&gt;anyone. I decided to jump off the bow while Don was using the underwater&lt;br&gt;camera to take some pictures of the boat from the water. He was near the bow&lt;br&gt;and I was still too freaked to be swimming in the middle of nowhere and&lt;br&gt;couldn&amp;#39;t see anyone. It was really fun for a while but there were these&lt;br&gt;little things in the water that sting so soon we got out and all took&lt;br&gt;showers on the back transom. It was about mid-afternoon and so soon we all&lt;br&gt;air-dried and had a snack of chips and salsa (something I had been craving&lt;br&gt;for the whole trip). The rest of the day I spent reading and playing DS. The&lt;br&gt;basic day on a passage that&amp;#39;s not rough. Today I finished the series of&lt;br&gt;books called the Young Wizard Series. It was a great series and I&amp;#39;m going to&lt;br&gt;try to find the 8th book on the internet if we get any. I also finished the&lt;br&gt;game Mario Party on DS with the help of Cole (I wouldn&amp;#39;t get anywhere&lt;br&gt;without the help of Cole on my DS. I&amp;#39;ve even made a few strategies on how to&lt;br&gt;get him to do really good and help me beat the game!). I also did a bunch of&lt;br&gt;school and should be done with 6th grade and onto 7th grade math in April!&lt;br&gt;Well, we just finished a really good dinner of hamburgers and French fries&lt;br&gt;on the grill pan and I&amp;#39;m being called to wash the dishes (Cole and I wash&lt;br&gt;the dishes every night for dinner). Gotta go, bye!&lt;p&gt;This email is via satellite phone.&amp;#160; Please do not send any attachments.&amp;#160;&lt;br&gt;Please reply with your email only.&amp;#160; Delete all other previous email threads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-5587983867924434904?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/5587983867924434904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=5587983867924434904&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5587983867924434904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5587983867924434904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/02/swimming-in-pacific.html' title='Swimming In the Pacific'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1440969276256260818</id><published>2009-02-18T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:32:53.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Galapagos! </title><content type='html'>So right now we are underway at the end of our second day sailing to the&lt;br&gt;Galapagos. It has been beautiful sailing weather so far but a few hours ago&lt;br&gt;the wind died and we had to turn on the motors. This wasn&amp;#39;t a surprise&lt;br&gt;though since this is what the weather is said to always be like in the&lt;br&gt;Pacific: no wind. There still is a little bit of left over swells so the&lt;br&gt;blog might be quick so that my stomach doesn&amp;#39;t flip but I think we&amp;#39;ll be&lt;br&gt;good. Anyways, the day before we left Daddy was looking at the weather and&lt;br&gt;noticed that there was a great window to go and that we should skip the Las&lt;br&gt;Perlas. Since we had already been to those islands and knew that there&lt;br&gt;wouldn&amp;#39;t be another window like this for weeks we had our last meal ashore&lt;br&gt;and left the next morning. The first couple hours of the trip we had  no&lt;br&gt;wind but soon it picked up to about 25 to 30 knots. The seas weren&amp;#39;t too&lt;br&gt;comfortable but we were going fast and covering lots of ground. When we woke&lt;br&gt;up this morning (believe me when I tell you that you get so messed up on&lt;br&gt;time while underway you can&amp;#39;t tell if its&amp;#39; midnight or 4 AM) we found that&lt;br&gt;the wind had died a little bit and according to the weather charts, would&lt;br&gt;keep going down until the wind just disappeared. At the moment all I could&lt;br&gt;think about was &amp;#39;yay! No more big waves!&amp;#39; but I guess other people thought&lt;br&gt;differently. Daddy said that it wasn&amp;#39;t good that the wind would go away&lt;br&gt;because we&amp;#39;d have to motor the whole rest of the way and now that I think&lt;br&gt;about it, no wind means really hot. Well the day went by slowly and the wind&lt;br&gt;did eventually die. I think that everything that we&amp;#39;ve done so far. Coming&lt;br&gt;up though we are going to cross the Equator! I&amp;#39;m really excited but we don&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;know how we&amp;#39;re going to celebrate yet. Well I&amp;#39;ve gotta go, bye!&lt;p&gt;This email is via satellite phone.&amp;#160; Please do not send any attachments.&amp;#160;&lt;br&gt;Please reply with your email only.&amp;#160; Delete all other previous email threads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1440969276256260818?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1440969276256260818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1440969276256260818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1440969276256260818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1440969276256260818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-galapagos.html' title='To the Galapagos! '/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-2976427966732776061</id><published>2009-02-15T11:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:55:56.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentines Day everyone! So yesterday was pretty calm. Except for Cole doing his tests we didn&amp;#39;t do much school. Since we had a problem with our dinghy engine we had a bunch of people working on it for a while. They came on Friday, but since it was Friday the 13th they weren&amp;#39;t very productive and had to come back yesterday. Luckily they did finish and everything is fine. I&amp;#39;m trying really hard to finish this huge composition project for school since it needs internet I have been spending whole days on the computer. It&amp;#39;s not so bad though since composition is my favorite subject and the internet connection here is really fast. Anyways, the restaurants always have really loud music and it drives you nuts but it&amp;#39;s in English which makes it okay. I know, this blog is really random. Anyways, I don&amp;#39;t really know what else to write about. bye!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;   &lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Camo&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-2976427966732776061?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/2976427966732776061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=2976427966732776061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2976427966732776061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2976427966732776061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-794773368650476699</id><published>2009-02-09T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:18:53.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla Del Rey</title><content type='html'>Hi! Right now we are bouncing up and down on the waves going about 7 knots&lt;br&gt;with 16 knots of wind. We are headed back to Panama to re-provision and fuel&lt;br&gt;up for the trip to the Galapagos. We just left Isla Del Rey in the Las&lt;br&gt;Perlas this morning. A few days ago we decided to hop in the dinghy and&lt;br&gt;explore the &amp;#39;amazing river with waterfalls&amp;#39;. Since it sounded so much fun&lt;br&gt;from what our friends told us we decided to explore before we left for&lt;br&gt;Panama. So we all jumped in the dinghy and started to motor over to the&lt;br&gt;entrance. After maneuvering through shallow water and floating logs we found&lt;br&gt;the river. It was a beautiful, wide river with mangroves on either side and&lt;br&gt;all sorts of birds above you. Soon the bees started to attack and we had to&lt;br&gt;keep going since Don is allergic to them. After motoring a little farther&lt;br&gt;the river started to get more shallow and skinny but the bugs went away&lt;br&gt;(that could be because Mommy killed us and the dinghy with bug spray but who&lt;br&gt;knows). Anyways the surroundings soon became trees with amazing roots that&lt;br&gt;spread from the tree ten feet off the ground. We kept looking for monkeys&lt;br&gt;and sloths but only saw a few birds. Soon we came to a curve in the river&lt;br&gt;where we had a choice. One part of the river had a log lying across it but&lt;br&gt;just enough space to pass it, and the other was a bit tight but wider that&lt;br&gt;the first path. Since the river had now become really shallow and tight it&lt;br&gt;wasn&amp;#39;t really living up to its name. Since we all wanted to see the&lt;br&gt;waterfalls we took the more open path. Soon we came to the end of the water&lt;br&gt;and ran into multiple logs. It was time to try the other path. After passing&lt;br&gt;the log we found another dead end. Oh well we thought. After motoring back&lt;br&gt;to the boat Cole and I pulled out all of our water toys (surf board, water&lt;br&gt;skies, stuff like that) and attached the wind surfer to the back of the&lt;br&gt;dinghy hoping that it would pull both Cole and I sitting down on it. After&lt;br&gt;multiple tries we had to paddle back to the boat and grab the water skies.&lt;br&gt;Since the boots on the skies are a little too big for me I had no trouble&lt;br&gt;putting them on and was soon flying across the water. I had so much fun&lt;br&gt;going outside the wake until my foot came out of the boot and we had to go&lt;br&gt;back to the boat to readjust it. Since it didn&amp;#39;t go any tighter I did a&lt;br&gt;couple more circles of the anchorage and then went back to the boat to get&lt;br&gt;the surf board. Lucky for me, Cole wasn&amp;#39;t in the mood for water sports and&lt;br&gt;so I basically had the rest of the afternoon. Since scurfing isn&amp;#39;t my&lt;br&gt;specialty I decided to knee board. On my first lap around I performed a&lt;br&gt;beautiful 360 sideways spin off the board and splashed into the water&lt;br&gt;laughing my butt off. Daddy and Cole soon circled back so that I could grab&lt;br&gt;the tow rope and they were laughing pretty hard too. Soon my knees got tired&lt;br&gt;and Daddy wanted to water ski. In the hopes that the dinghy had enough power&lt;br&gt;to pull him out of the water he pulled on the skies and put Cole at the&lt;br&gt;wheel. Sadly, our dinghy isn&amp;#39;t strong enough and so we had to put everything&lt;br&gt;away for the day. It was time for dinner. Well our speed has increased since&lt;br&gt;I started writing this but so have the waves. If I keep going I&amp;#39;m gonna make&lt;br&gt;my stomach flip, bye!&lt;p&gt;This email is via satellite phone.&amp;#160; Please do not send any attachments.&amp;#160;&lt;br&gt;Please reply with your email only.&amp;#160; Delete all other previous email threads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-794773368650476699?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/794773368650476699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=794773368650476699&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/794773368650476699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/794773368650476699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/02/isla-del-rey.html' title='Isla Del Rey'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4253861601580114152</id><published>2009-02-07T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:55:04.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Panama Canal</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness! I haven&amp;#39;t written a blog on the Panama Canal! Well, we are&lt;br&gt;now in the Las Perlas islands and just anchored after and beautiful sail and&lt;br&gt;catching a fish. It&amp;#39;s really nice here and tomorrow we are going to explore&lt;br&gt;a river that&amp;#39;s supposed to be really cool in the dinghy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;      So after sitting in the marina for a few more days after Costa Rica,&lt;br&gt;we quickly motored through all the huge ships to a little anchorage right&lt;br&gt;outside the canal called the flats. We waited here for a couple hours for&lt;br&gt;our adviser who would stay on the boat during the transit and help us get&lt;br&gt;through the locks and lake. Before leaving the marina that morning two of&lt;br&gt;our friends, Frank on Anemos and Andre on Tigre, as line handlers. They&lt;br&gt;would tie, loosen, and tighten the lines as we went up and down in the&lt;br&gt;locks. They would also stay onboard for the whole transit (two days) and&lt;br&gt;then take a taxi back to the marina where they would return to their boats.&lt;br&gt;Once the adviser arrived we served everyone dinner and then made our way to&lt;br&gt;the first pair of locks called the Gatun Locks. After finishing dinner our&lt;br&gt;adviser told us that we would be rafted to another catamaran and there would&lt;br&gt;be a ship in-front of us in the lock at once. Soon we came close enough to&lt;br&gt;the other cat to raft up and we were soon waiting for the ship to tie up so&lt;br&gt;that the two of us could also enter the locks. The other cat had three guys&lt;br&gt;onboard who were doing a delivery to Tahiti from South Africa. Why they came&lt;br&gt;two thirds around the world instead of just one we have no idea, but they&lt;br&gt;were really nice and the skipper and Daddy communicated well and neither&lt;br&gt;boat had the slightest ding. When we entered the lock the people on the&lt;br&gt;edges of the locks through down monkey fists (a type of knot with a really&lt;br&gt;heavy ball in the center of it) to the boat. Everyone tied the bigger blue&lt;br&gt;lines that were provided by the canal to the monkey fist and then the people&lt;br&gt;on the edge of the locks pulled in the lines. They were then tied onto&lt;br&gt;really huge cleats and the lock doors started to close. It must have taken&lt;br&gt;at least ten minutes to close the huge doors. They must have been uhh, at&lt;br&gt;the very least, 20 feet thick. They were huge! Once the doors were closed&lt;br&gt;water started to push us upwards. The water enters the lock entirely on&lt;br&gt;gravity.  Of course you might think &amp;quot;Sure, how else?&amp;quot; until you see it. It&lt;br&gt;got really loud and the water made tiny whirlpools while it shot upwards.&lt;br&gt;The entire lock was soon filled to the top and we were getting ready to&lt;br&gt;motor out to the nest lock. This process repeated twice. Once we left the&lt;br&gt;last lock we had raised over 80 feet and we now floating on the top of the&lt;br&gt;Continental Divide. Since it was already 10 PM and we weren&amp;#39;t allowed to go&lt;br&gt;any farther, the two boats de-rafted and started for the huge moorings that&lt;br&gt;we would tie up to for the night. A boat for our adviser soon came and he&lt;br&gt;jumped on, advisers don&amp;#39;t stay on the boat for the night. Everyone was soon&lt;br&gt;in bed. The next morning everyone woke up to the sound of screeching howler&lt;br&gt;monkeys. After a large breakfast we were greeted by our next adviser who&lt;br&gt;would lead us through the last part of the canal. Today&amp;#39;s agenda included&lt;br&gt;crossing the Gatun Lake, and going through the last three locks. After that&lt;br&gt;we would enter the Pacific. Cole and I both prepared for a long motor across&lt;br&gt;the lake and stuck ourselves to the roof of the house. Soon we started to&lt;br&gt;see some trees sticking up through the water where they had been drowned&lt;br&gt;when the lake was made. After a few hours. We entered the Gaillard Cut. This&lt;br&gt;cut was known to be quite dangerous for large ships because of its&amp;#39; sharp&lt;br&gt;turns, but being a little boat it was no problem. After hours of motoring&lt;br&gt;Mommy soon brought up lunch and we rafted back up with our friends on the&lt;br&gt;Moorings Cat. So far we had been really lucky with our advisers because most&lt;br&gt;people say that they can be greedy and not very helpful and  both our&lt;br&gt;advisers had been really nice and very knowledgeable on the canal.&lt;br&gt;Unfortunately though, the other cat did not have a great adviser for this&lt;br&gt;section for the canal. We did find it pretty strange though when he all of a&lt;br&gt;sudden smelled food on Zen and so he invited himself over. Mommy being the&lt;br&gt;all generous cook offered him some lunch. Since this was exactly what he&lt;br&gt;wanted he quickly agreed. Since Mommy had no more left when he asked for&lt;br&gt;more he got Cole&amp;#39;s leftovers. Anyways, we were soon in the last three locks&lt;br&gt;with a small powerboat in-front of us and a ship in back. Going down,&lt;br&gt;everyone said, was much easier than going up and the doors were soon&lt;br&gt;entering to the Pacific. Once outside the locks we de-rafted with the other&lt;br&gt;cat and both set off for either the anchorage or mooring field. We had to go&lt;br&gt;to the mooring field since it had a dock and availability to taxis. Although&lt;br&gt;all of our friends were at the anchorage and said that there weren&amp;#39;t any&lt;br&gt;moorings left, we decided to go and check it out anyways. There ended up to&lt;br&gt;be plenty of free moorings and so after dropping off Frank and Andre we&lt;br&gt;picked up a mooring. We didn&amp;#39;t go to the anchorage because there was a pool,&lt;br&gt;restaurants and hotel with a TGI Fridays inside it at the mooring field.&lt;br&gt;While we were there we ended up meeting some people on a  the exact same&lt;br&gt;boat as us, just a few feet smaller. They ended up to be a really nice&lt;br&gt;couple who built the boat themselves. It was definitely the most beautiful&lt;br&gt;homemade boat I have ever seen with an unbelievable finish. We did end up&lt;br&gt;being able to visit our friends in the anchorage before we left for a little&lt;br&gt;island only an hour or two away. A day later we left for the Las Perlas and&lt;br&gt;anchored in a beautiful little cove with a really nice beach in dinghy and&lt;br&gt;kayak distance. Oh! I forgot to tell you that we bought a three person pink&lt;br&gt;kayak from our friends on Galivanter a couple days before we left. Cole,&lt;br&gt;Mommy and I love it but Daddy says that it&amp;#39;s way too heavy. He also said&lt;br&gt;that we&amp;#39;re going to get rid of it if we don&amp;#39;t use it for a long time, but I&lt;br&gt;think he likes it too. On our sail to a different anchorage today we caught&lt;br&gt;a really big tuna and will be having fish tonight. Don is a really big help&lt;br&gt;on the boat and is really great to have around. We all hope that he&amp;#39;ll come&lt;br&gt;to the Galapagos with us. Mmmm, Mommy must be cooking down in the galley&lt;br&gt;because it smells so good up here which might mean that we eat soon. Gotta&lt;br&gt;go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4253861601580114152?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4253861601580114152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4253861601580114152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4253861601580114152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4253861601580114152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/02/panama-canal.html' title='Panama Canal'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-5022400239334070408</id><published>2009-01-31T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:43:09.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WE'RE IN THE PACIFIC!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so maybe the title was a bit extreme but it is very true! Sorry I&lt;br&gt;didn&amp;#39;t write a blog on Costa Rica sooner, but we have been busy transiting&lt;br&gt;the canal, doing tests in school and hanging out with friends as much as&lt;br&gt;possible. Anyways, prepare yourselves because this might be a really long&lt;br&gt;blog. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;So two days after we got back from Puerto Rico we hopped back on a plane and&lt;br&gt;took a 1 hour flight to Costa Rica. When we first arrived......oops, I need&lt;br&gt;to back up. When  we arrived at the Panama Airport Daddy realized that he&lt;br&gt;had only 3 passports and that his passport was at the boat. We had to call a&lt;br&gt;friend to get Daddy&amp;#39;s passport. While we waited for 3 and 1/2 hours we had&lt;br&gt;lunch, and randomly walked around the airport. Doesn&amp;#39;t that sound like fun?&lt;br&gt;Once we arrived in Costa Rica we got into a taxi van and started for our&lt;br&gt;hotel in the mountains. We finally got to the hotel at around 10 at night&lt;br&gt;and quickly fell asleep. Once we got out of our van though, we felt like we&lt;br&gt;were in Antarctica. It was so cold and our hotel room wasn&amp;#39;t much better.&lt;br&gt;For the first time in a long time, I slept with three blankets on top of me.&lt;br&gt;The next morning was scheduled for zip-lining. Although the weather was&lt;br&gt;rainy and cold we got in the tour van and headed off to the reserve. When we&lt;br&gt;arrived we all strapped on harnesses and met the rest of our group that we&lt;br&gt;would be with. After a quick hike to the first cable we were off. The&lt;br&gt;highlight of this day though was absolutely the Tarzan swing. You walked up&lt;br&gt;a big ladder and onto a platform. Then you get hooked into a cable that was&lt;br&gt;attatched to a really tall tree. Next the people tell you to bend your knees&lt;br&gt;and pushed you off the platform. From there you drop about 40 ft. and then&lt;br&gt;swing out really far. Since you&amp;#39;re hooked onto the cable with your harness&lt;br&gt;you can spin around the not hold on while you swing. Once you start to slow&lt;br&gt;down some people at the bottom basically stop you like you are the jet and&lt;br&gt;the ground is an aircraft carrier. By this I mean that they put a bunch of&lt;br&gt;huge elastics infront of you and then you stop and they unhook you from the&lt;br&gt;cable. It was so much fun, and we didn&amp;#39;t see any animals after that because&lt;br&gt;I screamed so loud.  After 11 cables over 600 meters long and a really fun&lt;br&gt;Tarzan swing, we headed to lunch and then back to the hotel. Being able to&lt;br&gt;explore the hotel in somewhat light we found an outdoor pool, tennis courts,&lt;br&gt;a baseball field, two restaurants, and some rooms to rent. The next day was&lt;br&gt;a trip to another resort by boat and car. Since we arrived around noon we&lt;br&gt;walked quickly around the small but nice resort. There was a heated pool and&lt;br&gt;Jacuzzi, a restaurant, and many little houses that we would stay in. Inside&lt;br&gt;our mini house was a master bed room and bathroom, a small kitchen with a&lt;br&gt;stove, sink, and refrigerator, and finally Cole and my room had two twin&lt;br&gt;beds and a bathroom. Outside the front door was our own tiny pool with jets.&lt;br&gt;For lunch we went to the restaurant and had some okay food, but not great&lt;br&gt;service. This really surprised me since the people at the front desk were&lt;br&gt;extremely friendly and smiley. At this resort you could look out our little&lt;br&gt;house and see the active volcano, Arenal. Only once did we see the whole&lt;br&gt;volcano, but it was really amazing. Some really fun activities that we did&lt;br&gt;was more zip-lining, a tour to the base of the volcano, a wildlife tour&lt;br&gt;through the Rio Frio (Cold River) on a little power boat, repelling, and the&lt;br&gt;hot springs. We did a different zip-lining in this resort and I liked that&lt;br&gt;one better. For one, the weather was much warmer and drier, the cables were&lt;br&gt;longer, and you didn&amp;#39;t have to hike from cable to cable. The tour to the&lt;br&gt;base of the volcano was a hiking tour. We walked from the parking lot to a&lt;br&gt;really huge pile of rocks at the very base of the volcano. It was about an&lt;br&gt;hour t walk there but it was on a really pretty rainforest trail and we saw&lt;br&gt;lots of cool plants. The rocks that we climbed on were blown from the&lt;br&gt;volcano a couple years ago and you can climb around on them and get a really&lt;br&gt;cool view of the volcano and some toucans. The wildlife tour wasn&amp;#39;t great,&lt;br&gt;but we did see some cool animals including a caiman, or small crocodile. We&lt;br&gt;rode a bus for about an hour and a half and then stopped to get on a little&lt;br&gt;boat that would bring us down the Rio Frio. After the 3 hour or so ride up&lt;br&gt;and down the river we got back on the bus and went to a little restaurant&lt;br&gt;where everyone had lunch. It was some really good typical food: rice, fried&lt;br&gt;plantains, fruit juice, chips and a bean dip. After lunch was the bus ride&lt;br&gt;back to our hotel. If you have never heard of repelling, it means to go down&lt;br&gt;a mountain or waterfall while clicked into a harness. We drove a little&lt;br&gt;while in a van to the waterfalls and then clicked into a harness and put on&lt;br&gt;a helmet, gloves and a rain coat with Velcro on the neck and wrists. Then we&lt;br&gt;quickly hiked to the longest wall. The first one we would be going down. Our&lt;br&gt;guide taught us how to go down and then off we went. If you have ever been&lt;br&gt;on a rock climbing wall at those amusement parks or something like that you&lt;br&gt;know how you come down. Well we did that exact thing except that we let&lt;br&gt;ourselves down, got wet, didn&amp;#39;t climb up, and did it on a real wall. It was&lt;br&gt;really fun and even though I was drenched in cold, river water I wasn&amp;#39;t a&lt;br&gt;happy as I could be, which meant I wasn&amp;#39;t cold until we took off our&lt;br&gt;raincoats. Oh yeah, on the way up the mountain we rode in the bed of a&lt;br&gt;pickup truck. After that we went back to the hotel. So you want to know&lt;br&gt;about the hot springs. The hot springs are basically natural hot tubs&lt;br&gt;powered by the volcano. One place that we went to had a heated regular pool&lt;br&gt;and a fun but short water slide, a not heated pool and a bunch of different&lt;br&gt;hot springs. There was paths set up around the baths with little bridges to&lt;br&gt;cross the river and then steps into the pool. It was really beautiful and we&lt;br&gt;were even allowed to get pina coladas! Since the water was so hot though, I&lt;br&gt;could only put my whole body in the water for about two minutes before&lt;br&gt;passing out from the heat. It was really weird, but with all the ins and&lt;br&gt;outs Cole and I just decided to stay in the pool for the whole time and go&lt;br&gt;down the slide. Also at this place there was a really good restaurant/buffet&lt;br&gt;that served a different type of food from around the world every night and a&lt;br&gt;spa that Mommy enjoyed a mud bath in one afternoon. &lt;p&gt;Okay, I think that that&amp;#39;s everything about Costa Rica. Now I&amp;#39;ve got to write&lt;br&gt;a blog on crossing the Panama Canal, bye! BTW...there are a ton of pictures&lt;br&gt;in the photo gallery of our family blog &lt;a href="http://www.sailingzen.com"&gt;www.sailingzen.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-5022400239334070408?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/5022400239334070408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=5022400239334070408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5022400239334070408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5022400239334070408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-in-pacific.html' title='WE&apos;RE IN THE PACIFIC!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-8141911969692440199</id><published>2009-01-17T15:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:29:35.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buenas Puerto Rico!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven&amp;#39;t written a blog in so long! We have been doing lots of traveling in January and it&amp;#39;s still not over! Well, right now we are in the Orlando airport waiting to check our bags so that we can get on our flight back to Panama. Anyways, we left Panama on January 2nd, and took a flight to Orlando. We had to fly to Florida because it was cheaper than a one way flight, and it worked out really well since we got to meet up with our aunt, uncle, cousins, Nonna, Nanna, Grandma, and Harley! When we landed at 5 past midnight we went down the escalator to find Nonna waiting for us. We were so happy and there was lots of hugs. She informed us that Unkie, Auntie Dana, Sophia, and Giordan had just left a couple minutes ago since the kids were sick and tired. &amp;quot;Hmmm, this could be a problem&amp;quot; we thought. Because we would be seeing Lauren really soon we were being extra careful not to get any type of cold. Anyways, since we were also tired and wanted to go to bed, so we hopped in Nonna´s car and started the drive to her house. On our way there we passed a Mc´Donalds. Before I knew it we were all munching on french fries. Once we got to the house we all ran around hugging everybody. I was so happy to see everyone, especially Harley. Since Grandma had the pink room and Mommy and Daddy were in the elephant one Cole and I slept with Nonna. After two days of family, presents and tons of fun, we were off to Puerto Rico to meet the Barkmans. As soon as we arrived at the hotel we were greeted by Kakky and Darlene. Since we had just been through the airport we took quick showers, and changed clothes before seeing Lolly and Pete so that we were sure that we couldn´t get Lolly sick. Everyone was so happy and we went right to the restaurant and then to the pool. The pool was really huge and had raft things that you could float on. We played for the rest of the day and after a restaurant for dinner, we all jumped in bed (since we can´t be apart for more than three seconds, Kak and I slept in one room and Cole and Lolly got the other.). If I went through our days one by one, the blog would last for ever so I´ll explain the highlights. One really fun thing we did was go to the water park down the mountain. There was three slides and a lazy river one was a curvy slide that you lied down on, the other was a swirvy tube slide and the third was a slide that basically went straight down. They were all so much fun and we spent one whole day at the water park one time. One funny thing that happened was we were all going through the lazy river when we spotted an iguana jump in the river and then back out. We all freaked out and Lolly automatically stuck her self on to me while I tried to get passed it as quick as possible. We also went to a little island called Palomino Island for a little while. I didn´t really like it there since there was so many wasps and all the activities cost so much. We did do the banana tube ride though, and it was really fun. Kak and I sat in the two back seats while Lolly and Cole sat in the front ones. One time when he whipped us, since I was in the very back, I fell off the tube and went flying into the water! Also, Kak was hanging off the side and screaming ¨We lost a chicken, we lost a chicken!¨ It was hysterical and we all laughed about once we got off the tube. Since this trip was all work for Pete, he didn´t do much with us until the last day but he was the MC for the awards ceremony for Certa Pro, and we all got to go. Some of it was really boring but Pete was really funny and everybody laughed. We had planned to do flashlight tag after the ceremony, but we were all too tired so we just watched the movie Meet Dave (which is really funny) and went to bed. Another Certa activity was the Certalympics. It was when a team of Certa guys had to build a raft out of the given materials and go around the mark and back twice without sinking. Since Pete was working, Daddy took his place in the race. It was so funny to watch them all fall apart and sink while they all looked so serious, but the got fourth place out of ten teams. Oh yeah, there´s more about the big slide. As soon as we got to the park Daddy just jumped in the slide and went with Cole, and later Kak then me and finally Lolly. Not so great right? The funny part is that the only reason Lolly didn´t go down first was because she wasn´t allowed to. As soon as the people finally let her go down she didn´t even think twice (unlike me who thought about five times) and just went straight down and then up and down about five more times. I loved Puerto Rico! Now we are in Costa Rica which is just so amazing. I will wright a blog about it later, but now we are going into the little town to walk and have dinner, bye!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;  &lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Camo&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-8141911969692440199?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/8141911969692440199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=8141911969692440199&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8141911969692440199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8141911969692440199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2009/01/buenas-puerto-rico.html' title='Buenas Puerto Rico!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7924447337742558281</id><published>2008-12-29T17:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T17:44:20.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pippin</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this is just a quick blog, but I just met a sloth named Pippin. He is 8 months old and the girls that I met yesterday (Kendel and Quin) adopted him after he fell out of a tree and would not go back up. After we download the pictures I&amp;#39;ll post one, but I just wanted to let you know. We have to go over to our new friends on the boat Wasabi for dinner. Bye!&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7924447337742558281?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7924447337742558281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7924447337742558281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7924447337742558281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7924447337742558281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/12/pippin.html' title='Pippin'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4158421267804711646</id><published>2008-12-29T16:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:48:22.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arriving in Panama</title><content type='html'>So yesterday we arrived in Panama! As we approached the break wall (entrance) we noticed all of the huge ships surrounding us, so many that we stopped counting. Since the trip here was really rocky and rolly with 15 foot seas and 25 knots of wind, we were ready for some calm water. First we decided to go through the little entrance and sail across the inside, but that was soon changed. As we looked at the entrance we noticed a 500 to 600 foot ship barreling at full speed out the entrance. This, we thought, is not the place for tiny boats like us to go through. So we took a hard right and headed for the main entrance. Using AIS, Daddy looked at all the ships around us to make sure that they were not heading towards the entrance also. Since everything looked okay, he pulled out the video camera. As soon as he walked out the door, he spotted another ship and went in to check it out. Apparently it was 500 feet long, heading towards the entrance and, if it kept it&amp;#39;s course, it would enter three minutes after us. Since that wasn&amp;#39;t a problem, we just put up the jib and took out the video camera. After making a big seen about how scary it is to be chased by a ship, Mommy made a joke and said that there was a ship coming out of the entrance. Daddy freaked out and turned off the camera. Then we all laughed and put the camera back on. Soon we were thought the break wall and on our way to Shelter Bay Marina (the place that the boat will be staying at for the next month while we are away). I must say that it was pretty scary passing through all those ships so close to their bows. After talking to an American man (this was a big deal since anyone we talked to on the radio for the past couple months was all Spanish except for our cruising friends) on the radio who told us where to go on the dock, it was a frantic rush to get out all the fenders and lines. Once everything was out and ready we all stood on the bow and looked at all the ships, still amazed. Soon we were at the dock and exploring the marina. It&amp;#39;s really nice and there is a pool and a good restaurant. Oh yeah, and the people who helped us dock live on a boat here and have two daughters ages 13 and 15! They are really nice and I played with them and a couple other kids until around 6:00 last night. Anyways, after an American lunch at the restaurant, Cole and I hung out with all the kids for a while. So today we basically swam at the pool with all the kids for the whole day. It was really fun, and even though four of them speak Spanish we still kind of understand what they are talking about. Tonight is pot luck at the restaurant, yum! bye!&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4158421267804711646?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4158421267804711646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4158421267804711646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4158421267804711646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4158421267804711646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/12/arriving-in-panama.html' title='Arriving in Panama'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7514382970178068877</id><published>2008-12-26T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:07:02.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everybody! This year&amp;#39;s Christmas was really fun! On&lt;br&gt;Christmas Eve Mommy made a really good dinner and we watched the movie The&lt;br&gt;Grinch Stole Christmas. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow&lt;br&gt;since I was really excited for Santa to come. In the morning we (Cole and I)&lt;br&gt;woke up at 6:00 and ran to the other hull to wake up Mommy and Daddy. Since&lt;br&gt;Santa had come Cole and I pulled them out of bed so that we could open our&lt;br&gt;presents. When they finally got out of bed Cole and I immediately started&lt;br&gt;ripping open presents. My favorite gift was a bead kit. There was all&lt;br&gt;different colored beads with string and elastic. I have already made Harley&lt;br&gt;her Christmas gift out of that (I am going to attach a couple of beads to&lt;br&gt;her collar). After we had opened everything Mommy made a big breakfast and&lt;br&gt;we ate our new coconut that we got from Fai Da Te (Fai Da Te means do it&lt;br&gt;yourself in Italian. I have a feeling that it will be a phrase that I will&lt;br&gt;use). It was really yummy and once we were done Cole and I said &amp;quot;Merry&lt;br&gt;Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone!&amp;quot; on the radio. It was really fun. For&lt;br&gt;the rest of the day Mommy cooked and all the kids and Dads collected wood&lt;br&gt;and made a fire. That afternoon all of the boats in the anchorage (33) came&lt;br&gt;to the beach to do a pot luck. There was all sorts of amazing food and&lt;br&gt;really, really good deserts. The kids on All The Colors brought their kites&lt;br&gt;and so did Cole, so for a little while everyone was flying kites on the&lt;br&gt;beach. Cole got a really cool kite from Santa. It has two handles and you&lt;br&gt;can steer it. Also it&amp;#39;s really huge. Soon our fire was ready and so we&lt;br&gt;roasted bread on sticks over the fire. The bread was amazing, but it was&lt;br&gt;really hot and Giulia and I swam afterwards. Once we were dry, we noticed&lt;br&gt;that all the other kids were playing a type of American football. So we ran&lt;br&gt;over and asked if we could play. We soon chose teams and they explained how&lt;br&gt;to play. Here are the rules:&lt;br&gt;1.the point of the game is to get the ball.&lt;br&gt;2.If you have the ball, run and pass it to your teammates so that the other&lt;br&gt;team doesn&amp;#39;t get it.&lt;br&gt;3.If you want the ball then do whatever it takes to get it.&lt;br&gt;4.Try to have a basic plan for your team.&lt;br&gt;It was a super fun game and since Giulia and I were really fast, and on the&lt;br&gt;same team, once we had the ball it stayed with us. Soon everyone had to&lt;br&gt;leave and so the game ended. As I was getting in the dinghy I had a&lt;br&gt;wonderful idea. My idea was that since this was my last night with Giulia,&lt;br&gt;she should sleep over. To make things shorter I will just tell you that we&lt;br&gt;watched a movie and stayed up until 1:15 in the morning. We had the best&lt;br&gt;time! The only reason that we went to sleep is that when Daddy came down to&lt;br&gt;shut hatches when it rained he said &amp;quot;go to sleep or your mother will kill&lt;br&gt;me&amp;quot;. Giulia and I thought that was pretty funny but five minutes later we&lt;br&gt;were fast asleep. We are now in different anchorages, and tomorrow we will&lt;br&gt;be moving on to another anchorages (We are going to the states and Puerto&lt;br&gt;Rico in SIX DAYS!!!). I have Giulia&amp;#39;s email and we plan to visit them in&lt;br&gt;Holand when we get to Australia and New Zealand. After that all of us our&lt;br&gt;going to stay in our house back in R.I. It should be fun! The weather is&lt;br&gt;kind of yucky today, cloudy, rainy, and windy. Anyways, Merry Christmas and&lt;br&gt;Happy Holidays! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7514382970178068877?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7514382970178068877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7514382970178068877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7514382970178068877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7514382970178068877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-holidays.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1498343551203776805</id><published>2008-12-22T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:24:21.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas Tree Improvements</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody! Today was so much fun! Since Cole had a test today we&lt;br&gt;couldn&amp;#39;t invite anyone over until he was done so that he could concentrate.&lt;br&gt;After he was done though, I invited Gulia over to play on my piano (she has&lt;br&gt;been playing for 5 years). After she taught me a couple things we decided to&lt;br&gt;play around and listen to the songs that were on the piano&amp;#39;s memory. In the&lt;br&gt;end the piano&amp;#39;s volume was at full blast and we were dancing, and singing to&lt;br&gt;the songs. It was really fun (All my best buddies- you would love Gulia. She&lt;br&gt;has lots of energy just like us! If she didn&amp;#39;t&amp;#39; live in Holand, all of us&lt;br&gt;would be best buds!). After piano was over the Dads came back from spear&lt;br&gt;fishing and everyone (the whole anchorage except for a few boats) went&lt;br&gt;ashore for the 5:00 pot luck happy hour. Mommy brought her amazing dip with&lt;br&gt;some chips. Everyone else brought some amazing stuff too, and we ate so much&lt;br&gt;that we got back to the boat and didn&amp;#39;t eat dinner! Anyways, we met this&lt;br&gt;other kid boat from Australia that is also going through the canal. We are&lt;br&gt;going to sail with them through the Pacific, and luckily there is an 11 year&lt;br&gt;old girl on board named Monica who is really nice. They invited me over to&lt;br&gt;their boat and tomorrow after school I&amp;#39;m going to go and play Monopoly.&lt;br&gt;Anyways, after the barbeque we came back to the boat and set up the&lt;br&gt;Christmas lights. It was really cool, and we set it up like a tree, and hung&lt;br&gt;it up on the mast. Once we had it up and the lights on, the boat in front of&lt;br&gt;us cheered. Since they are the &amp;quot;Christmas light boat&amp;quot; we were happy that&lt;br&gt;they liked our little tree. Time for desert, so I&amp;#39;ve got to go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1498343551203776805?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1498343551203776805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1498343551203776805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1498343551203776805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1498343551203776805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-christmas-tree-improvements.html' title='Our Christmas Tree Improvements'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-2966148251063380200</id><published>2008-12-22T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:49:19.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SU_FD47IvcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ps0OJ7VeyAQ/s1600-h/IMG_2396-759478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SU_FD47IvcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ps0OJ7VeyAQ/s320/IMG_2396-759478.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282657558539582914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hi everybody! This is a photo of me doing yoga on the island in front of the&lt;br&gt;boat. Cole is doing a test today, and we are going to the happy hour&lt;br&gt;barbeque tonight with all of our friends. Bye!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;p.s. Two days &amp;#39;till Santa comes! YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-2966148251063380200?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/2966148251063380200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=2966148251063380200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2966148251063380200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2966148251063380200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoga.html' title='Yoga'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SU_FD47IvcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ps0OJ7VeyAQ/s72-c/IMG_2396-759478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4615428319541406379</id><published>2008-12-19T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:19:52.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Cammi News</title><content type='html'>Hello! The past couple days have been so much fun! We did lots of sailing&lt;br&gt;and are now in an anchorage called the swimming pool (there&amp;#39;s another one&lt;br&gt;called the hot tub, and the island is called barbeque island!). We met a&lt;br&gt;really nice family on the boat called Fai Da Te. There is an 11 year old&lt;br&gt;girl, Julia, and two boys, Luca and Sergio. The kids and their parents are&lt;br&gt;only visiting their grandparents for a month, but they are really nice and&lt;br&gt;lived on a boat for two years when they were little like Cole and I. They&lt;br&gt;are also a really cool family because they speak so many different&lt;br&gt;languages. Also, we met a boat called All the Colors. They have three kids&lt;br&gt;on board, a girl and two boys. They are from Australia and are completing&lt;br&gt;their circumnavigation of the world. Anyways, last night we did a barbeque&lt;br&gt;on the beach with All the Colors, Fai Da Te and Albatres. It was so much&lt;br&gt;fun, and I learned a new way of making hot dogs. You take a stick and rap&lt;br&gt;bread dough around the top. Then you roast it on the fire for about 20&lt;br&gt;minutes or until you can easily pull it off the stick. Then you stick the&lt;br&gt;hot dog inside. It was really good, and I had one and a half! We also had&lt;br&gt;fish, and meat grilled on the fire. We had so much fun! Yesterday, after I&lt;br&gt;finished school I decided to do a composition. This is what I came up with:&lt;p&gt;How I Would Change My Room&lt;br&gt;	If I could change my room I would make it magical, and huge. The way&lt;br&gt;I would make it magical is that it would stay the same size, but if I pushed&lt;br&gt;a button a porthole would open up and I would step in. Inside the porthole&lt;br&gt;there would be my much bigger and fancier room. First, I would paint my&lt;br&gt;walls purple, and have point shoes painted on too. Next, I would design all&lt;br&gt;my furniture. My bed would be a white bunk bed with a purple, green, blue,&lt;br&gt;and pink bed spread and pillows. I would sleep on the top bunk and so all of&lt;br&gt;my stuffed animals would be set up on the bottom. After my bed I would&lt;br&gt;design my desk. It would be white and have little, purple flowers painted&lt;br&gt;on. Underneath the desk there would be pink, green, blue, and purple canvas&lt;br&gt;bins for me to put all of my writing and drawing stuff. Next, I would make&lt;br&gt;an area for my dolls. It would have all different designs of the doll closet&lt;br&gt;and bed that I had back at home, and there would be three of them. Then, I&lt;br&gt;would get one bitty baby bed, and two sets of twin bitty beds too.  Next to&lt;br&gt;all the beds there would be an area for my bitty babies to play with their&lt;br&gt;toys and books. Also, there would be identical areas for practicing ballet,&lt;br&gt;one for me and one for my dolls. There would be a black floor just like at&lt;br&gt;Festival, and a full wall mirror. Then, next to that I would have two&lt;br&gt;walk-in closets, one to put clothes in and another for all of my dance&lt;br&gt;things. Also next to the dance space I would have a black grand piano.&lt;br&gt;Also, there would be big windows that showed what it really looked like&lt;br&gt;outside. The windows would have purple, blue, pink, and green shades that&lt;br&gt;would tie back to open them. Also the windows would open, but no one outside&lt;br&gt;would see them. If it were raining or dark, I would use the air conditioning&lt;br&gt;and overhead lights. On one of the walls would be a corkboard, but wouldn&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;look like one. Here I could hang anything I wanted no matter how heavy.&lt;br&gt;Next, there would be a door that leads into my own bathroom. It would have a&lt;br&gt;shower that doesn&amp;#39;t use the boats&amp;#39; water and a toilet you don&amp;#39;t have to&lt;br&gt;pump. The walls would be the same as the ones in my room. Finally, the floor&lt;br&gt;would have a white carpet and everything would be impossible to stain. I&lt;br&gt;know that my room would be impossible, and would cost tons of money, but&lt;br&gt;don&amp;#39;t you love to dream?&lt;p&gt;Do you like it? Mommy and I are going to do a yoga class on the beach with&lt;br&gt;some other cruising friends. There is even a woman who lives on a boat here&lt;br&gt;that is going to teach the class! I am really excited. Mommy needs help on&lt;br&gt;making homemade bread, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4615428319541406379?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4615428319541406379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4615428319541406379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4615428319541406379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4615428319541406379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/12/daily-cammi-news.html' title='The Daily Cammi News'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3971861842264646697</id><published>2008-12-14T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:00:46.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moons, Stars, Planets and the Weather</title><content type='html'>As lots of people may already know, Daddy is the San Blas weather man and I&lt;br&gt;am the astronomer. Every morning Daddy announces the weather on the SSB at&lt;br&gt;8:30. Then I announce what I found about astronomy later on the net. It&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;really fun, and one person complimented me this morning. It was also really&lt;br&gt;funny because when people were talking about leaving the island they are at&lt;br&gt;and going to another one they would always say &amp;quot;....if Tom thinks that the&lt;br&gt;weather will be okay, and we&amp;#39;ll have a fast trip.&amp;quot;It was hysterical! Zen is&lt;br&gt;now the boat to know if you need info (hahaha it rimes!). Anyways, now there&lt;br&gt;is four kid boats here! Monkey Feet, Anemos, Migo, and Someday Came! There&lt;br&gt;is only two girls my age, but the boys are nice too. Yesterday really&lt;br&gt;reminded me of a day in Prickly Bay, Grenada. The first thing I did when I&lt;br&gt;woke up was run upstairs and grab a piece of Kuna bread with cinnamon for&lt;br&gt;breakfast (the Kuna bread is amazing!). Then the net came on and I announced&lt;br&gt;that there would be two upcoming meteor showers (December 14 and January 3).&lt;br&gt;At around 8:45 I started school. Right before lunch (11:00) I jumped in the&lt;br&gt;water and swam to Migo with my string so that we could make bracelets&lt;br&gt;together. Joanna said that she would love to make bracelets, and since I&lt;br&gt;have lots of string we just used mine. Soon Sophia (her mom) said that she&lt;br&gt;would be making pasta for lunch and asked if I wanted to stay and eat with&lt;br&gt;them. I really wanted too, so I called Mommy on the radio. She said that I&lt;br&gt;could, so soon I was eating this amazing pasta with some type of fish. It&lt;br&gt;was so good! After lunch Joanna and I finished our bracelets and Blake from&lt;br&gt;Monkey Feet came by to escape from the littler kids for a while. So&lt;br&gt;Jonathans&amp;#39; (her brother) decided that we should all play cards. We all&lt;br&gt;decided that that was a good idea since Jonathan has trouble walking (he has&lt;br&gt;a disability). After playing lots of different card games we all got bored.&lt;br&gt;Jonathan watched a movie and Blake, Joanna and I played tag in the water. It&lt;br&gt;was really, really fun since Joanna kept on tricking Blake to the point&lt;br&gt;where he had no clue who was it. Just as we were about to get out of the&lt;br&gt;water Cole and Mommy came by in the dinghy. Cole asked us if he could join&lt;br&gt;us since he was all alone on Zen (he was on Monkey Feet, but the younger two&lt;br&gt;boys wanted to go back to their boat so Cole came to Migo). We were happy&lt;br&gt;that he came because now we had enough people to play a really fun card game&lt;br&gt;called squares. At around 4:30 Joanna said that she wondered when her&lt;br&gt;parents were coming back since a  boat they knew was coming over to their&lt;br&gt;boat at 5:00 for dinner. Just as she spoke her parents came back in the&lt;br&gt;dinghy. I decided that since they had guests coming over in half and hour&lt;br&gt;that we should probably leave. So Blake took Cole and I back in his dinghy.&lt;br&gt;Dinner was bananas foster, French toast sticks, pineapple, raspberry juice,&lt;br&gt;scrambled eggs and bagels. It was really yummy! After Cole and I finished&lt;br&gt;washing the dishes we all sat down at the table with pop-corn to watch the&lt;br&gt;movie Master and Commander. It was a really cool movie, but some parts were&lt;br&gt;really gross. I&amp;#39;m going to go pick up Joanna and see if she wants to come&lt;br&gt;over. Bye!&lt;p&gt;This email is via satellite phone.&amp;#160; Please do not send any attachments.&amp;#160;&lt;br&gt;Please reply with your email only.&amp;#160; Delete all other previous email threads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3971861842264646697?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3971861842264646697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3971861842264646697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3971861842264646697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3971861842264646697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/12/moons-stars-planets-and-weather.html' title='Moons, Stars, Planets and the Weather'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6307968163580597178</id><published>2008-12-10T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:42:12.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the San Blas!</title><content type='html'>We are finally near the Panama Canal, which is only two hundred miles away&lt;br&gt;from where we are now, the San Blas. The San Blas are a bunch of little&lt;br&gt;islands only and hour or two away from each other and are part of Panama.&lt;br&gt;The only people living here are the Kuna Indians who only live on certain&lt;br&gt;islands. The Kuna Indians are shorter people who speak either Spanish or&lt;br&gt;their local Kuna language. I&amp;#39;m not exactly sure which, but I know they don&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;speak English. As I type, a Kuna is coming up to the boat and trying to sell&lt;br&gt;us something. Mommy is speaking in Spanish and he&amp;#39;s speaking so fast I&lt;br&gt;wouldn&amp;#39;t understand him if he was talking in English. I guess Mommy gets it&lt;br&gt;though. Anyways, we arrived here from The Rosarios on the morning of the&lt;br&gt;eighth. It was a very quick trip, and we cut of four and a half hours of how&lt;br&gt;long we thought the trip would take. We left at 4:00 in the afternoon of the&lt;br&gt;7th in the perfect wind, and five to eight foot seas (eight feet was more&lt;br&gt;than I liked, but it was okay). Mommy had already made pizza since we were&lt;br&gt;supposed to have dinner with Tara Vana that night on our boat. We left&lt;br&gt;without much warning since the wind magically picked up and turned to the&lt;br&gt;correct direction. We all ran around the boat doing this and doing that, so&lt;br&gt;that we would be ready to leave. But after pizza dinner under way, Cole and&lt;br&gt;I went into Mommy and Daddy&amp;#39;s cabin to watch a movie (Cheaper by the Dozen).&lt;br&gt;It was a good movie and by the time we were done, desert was out and ready.&lt;br&gt;Soon we were all outside on the deck slowly falling asleep, and wondering if&lt;br&gt;I should do a watch tonight. I ended up being awake for an hour or two, so I&lt;br&gt;guess that counts. Cole and I slept in the main saloon, because it was&lt;br&gt;quieter, less bouncy, and much more interesting (you get to listen to people&lt;br&gt;talking on the radio, and watching the radar and the chart on the computer).&lt;br&gt;When I woke up the next morning Cole and I started planning what we would&lt;br&gt;have for dinner (not breakfast, it&amp;#39;s not a typo). Here was our plan: the way&lt;br&gt;Nonna makes scrambled eggs, crunchy French toast, pancakes with raspberries&lt;br&gt;and chocolate chips, bacon, sausage, English muffins, and bagels. It had&lt;br&gt;sounded really good when we thought of it, but here is how it turned out to&lt;br&gt;be (which was much better than just thinking of it): Nonna&amp;#39;s scrambled eggs,&lt;br&gt;pancakes with raspberries, bagels and really good mandarin juice. It was&lt;br&gt;really good, and our whole day was basically surrounded around thinking&lt;br&gt;about what we would have for dinner. We arrived in an anchorage in the San&lt;br&gt;Blas at about 11:30am, and saw at least one boat with kids aboard. We didn&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;do much all day, so we met them yesterday. It turned out that there are two&lt;br&gt;kid boats. The first boat Monkey Feet is a Australian and Canadian mono hull&lt;br&gt;and has three boys, Talon, Radick, and Blake. They are three, seven and&lt;br&gt;thirteen years old. It&amp;#39;s really funny because they know a bunch of boats we&lt;br&gt;know such as Tara Vana, Migo, Salt and Light, and one other boat that I&lt;br&gt;don&amp;#39;t know the name to, but I met the girl that is onboard. The second kid&lt;br&gt;boat was a yellow mono hull named Anemos who are German. They have two boys&lt;br&gt;aboard who are much younger. We didn&amp;#39;t really talk or see them much, but&lt;br&gt;Monkey Feet knows them. For the rest of the day Cole, Blake, Mommy, Daddy,&lt;br&gt;and I went ashore to the little islands to check them out and play on the&lt;br&gt;beach. Monkey Feet had made a lean-to on one of the islands, and since it&lt;br&gt;fell over we worked on that for a while to repair it. After exploring for a&lt;br&gt;while we headed back to the boat for dinner. Cole is just rapping up school&lt;br&gt;now, and I finished a little while ago. Mommy is going to make lunch&lt;br&gt;sometime soon, and Daddy is on the lookout for logs (these huge trees seem&lt;br&gt;to be stuck in the current or something, and they keep floating by. Daddy&lt;br&gt;occasionally runs to the side of the boat with the boat-hook to make sure&lt;br&gt;the log doesn&amp;#39;t hit. It&amp;#39;s actually really funny, but sometimes it taps the&lt;br&gt;boat as it goes by). I&amp;#39;m tired of writing and Mommy is taking lunch orders,&lt;br&gt;so I gotta go, bye!&lt;p&gt;Nonna- Cole and I have been saying that your scrambled eggs are the best in&lt;br&gt;the whole world, and we were thinking that it would be cool if you could&lt;br&gt;make them for us in 23 days when we see you. See you soon, and love ya, Cam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6307968163580597178?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6307968163580597178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6307968163580597178&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6307968163580597178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6307968163580597178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-to-san-blas.html' title='Welcome to the San Blas!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-845103578290439331</id><published>2008-12-06T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T07:49:05.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolphins, scurfing and going to a different anchorage (all in one day)</title><content type='html'>So we are now in a place called The Rosarios. The Rosarios is a bunch of&lt;br&gt;little islands really close together, with a couple people living on them.&lt;br&gt;All the islands are really beautiful, and there are no mosquitoes (this is&lt;br&gt;key to liking a place). Anyways, today we did lots of different things.&lt;br&gt;First........after I woke up we went into the kitchen to get myself a pastry&lt;br&gt;thing for breakfast since Mommy was still sleeping. Then I dragged my school&lt;br&gt;books up the steps into the saloon (this whole time Cole has been up and&lt;br&gt;doing school so that he could finish early and go play with Oscar). Then&lt;br&gt;Mommy woke up and started helping Cole with math. About half-way through&lt;br&gt;math I found a problem that seemed completely impossible (to me, lots of&lt;br&gt;word problems with exponents in them are impossible). So I got Daddy (who&lt;br&gt;had been up before Cole to check the weather for today), and he started to&lt;br&gt;look at the problem to see if he could help me. Daddy couldn&amp;#39;t figure it out&lt;br&gt;either, so he said that now was the perfect time to move to the other&lt;br&gt;anchorage he had scoped out this morning. So Mommy told me to do all the&lt;br&gt;problems that I could, and then I would be done with school. The other&lt;br&gt;anchorage was only on the other side of the island, so it only took about 30&lt;br&gt;minutes to get there. After we got into the anchorage we saw that Tara Vana&lt;br&gt;was already there and anchored (Tara Vana came with us to The Rosarios so&lt;br&gt;that they could teach us how to water ski since they are professionals. Oh&lt;br&gt;right, I didn&amp;#39;t tell you.....back in Cartagena one boat announced that they&lt;br&gt;had water skis for sale, so we bought them). Tara Vana taught us how to&lt;br&gt;water ski yesterday, so we thought that we might be able to do a little&lt;br&gt;skiing today along with scurfing on our new board (we got that in Cartagena&lt;br&gt;too as an early Christmas gift). After we dropped the anchor, Cole and I&lt;br&gt;jumped in the water and swam around with Oscar for a while. Soon we had to&lt;br&gt;go to lunch. At lunch Mommy and Daddy told us that we would be going to the&lt;br&gt;aquarium to see a dolphin show that was on another island in dinghy&lt;br&gt;distance. So at 1:30 we all jumped in our dinghies and went over to the&lt;br&gt;aquarium. As soon as we arrived we could tell that they were closed. We&lt;br&gt;still all wanted to see when they opened, so we went to find the people who&lt;br&gt;ran the shows. They told us that the shows were tomorrow, but we could swim&lt;br&gt;with the dolphins instead. Of course we all really wanted to do this, and&lt;br&gt;since I have never done it before, I was very enthusiastic. The people told&lt;br&gt;us that we should come back at 3:30 in our bathing suits. We all decided&lt;br&gt;that only Cole and I would go. Since Albatres was going to be leaving before&lt;br&gt;5:00, they thought that it might be too close if they did the dolphin thing.&lt;br&gt;When we got back to the boat Cole, Oscar and I wanted to go scurfing, so we&lt;br&gt;pulled out the board and jumped back in the dinghy. Cole got right up on his&lt;br&gt;first try, and I was up for a little while before I fell. Then I decided to&lt;br&gt;go on my knees and see if I could stand up. I didn&amp;#39;t work, but we were&lt;br&gt;running out of time, so Oscar went. He went around on his stomach for a&lt;br&gt;while before we brought him back to his boat. Then we picked up Tara Vana&lt;br&gt;and went over to the aquarium. Let me tell you that swimming with dolphins&lt;br&gt;was SO MUCH FUN!!! Cole and I got to go together with two different dolphins&lt;br&gt;and their trainer (who spoke to us in Spanish, but she was really nice). The&lt;br&gt;male dolphin was 21 years old and we played with him the most. The female&lt;br&gt;was 40 years old, but she kind of just swam around. Here are the things I&lt;br&gt;got to do with the dolphins: pet him, talk to him (and he talked back), he&lt;br&gt;pushed me around the pool area by pushing his nose against the bottom of my&lt;br&gt;feet, and feed him fish. It was really fun, and the dolphins were really&lt;br&gt;cute and loved to play. One of the dolphins loved to come up behind me and&lt;br&gt;freak me out by knocking me over. Today was so much fun! I have to go to&lt;br&gt;Tara Vana for dinner now, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-845103578290439331?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/845103578290439331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=845103578290439331&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/845103578290439331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/845103578290439331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/12/dolphins-scurfing-and-going-to.html' title='Dolphins, scurfing and going to a different anchorage (all in one day)'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-659519294109639691</id><published>2008-12-01T11:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:55:52.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinch and a Punch!</title><content type='html'>Pinch and a punch for the first of the month! Today it is 90 degrees on the first of December (that&amp;#39;s the first time that&amp;#39;s ever happened, shmeesh). Anyways, I just finished school, and&amp;nbsp;I am looking at a huge cruise ship docked next to the anchorage. I&amp;#39;ll give you a basic idea on what I did today already: 1. I woke up and pulled out my reading test. 2.Cole decided that he wanted to detach a line from the dagger boards and swing on it. 3.Daddy detached the line and Cole and I swung on it for a while from the trampoline to the deck. 4.&amp;nbsp;The huge cruise ship came in and docked next to the anchorage. 5.Daddy told Cole and I that we had to start school and eat breakfast.&amp;nbsp; 6.Cole and I put our breakfast (pastries) on the back deck to warm up, and I finished my reading test while cole started math.&amp;nbsp;7.We got our breakfast off the back deck and Cole ate it with a knife. 8.I finished school, and read Cole two stories for his school day (history and reading).&amp;nbsp; 9.I came to the computer and started righting this. Okay, that is about all I&amp;#39;ve done today. Oh wait...............we just got a call on the radio from Tara Vana saying that they would like to play Taboo with us this afternoon. Taboo is a game that they have and say it is really fun. I am really excited, and we are going to go over in an hour and a half! I&amp;#39;ve got to got to get my test pages for Mommy, bye!&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-659519294109639691?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/659519294109639691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=659519294109639691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/659519294109639691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/659519294109639691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/12/pinch-and-punch.html' title='Pinch and a Punch!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4931878050521896055</id><published>2008-11-28T12:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:33:00.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So yesterday we had a Australian Thanksgiving party with all of our sailing friends. We called Australian because yesterday was Thanksgiving in Australia, not&amp;nbsp;here. We did it yesterday because today there is a party at the marina for all of the American boats. Everyone (Tara Vana, Albatres and one other person that we just met and I don&amp;#39;t know his boat&amp;#39;s name)came except Someday Came (they thought that it would probably be too late for Violet, their 3 year old). Anyways, since it was on our boat, after school Cole and I cleaned our whole hull from top to bottom. It was really boring, but it looked much better. Oscar from Albatres and his parents came over at around 4:00, and asked if it was okay if Oscar could play here&amp;nbsp;until his parents finished running errands. Of course, we said that he can absolutely play and that his parents should come back at around 6:00 for the party. At 5:30 Tara Vana came with their food. Soon after Albatres came and then this other person we met on a catamaran. Then from 6:00 to about 11:00 we talked, ran around the boat, laughed and ate. Soon everyone was falling asleep so they all went back to their boat. The meal was so good, and I had such a fun time!&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4931878050521896055?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4931878050521896055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4931878050521896055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4931878050521896055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4931878050521896055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3735791865070568804</id><published>2008-11-28T12:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:32:45.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving! (numero dos)</title><content type='html'>Okay, now for the second party! So yesterday Mommy woke up sick. She slept basically all day. Cole, Daddy and I kept ourselves busy by watching music videos on YouTube, looking at a really cool website (newmoongirls.com........it&amp;#39;s really cool for 8-16 year old girls), and reading books. Soon we decided to go to the big playground with the &amp;#39;strap-into-a-harness-and-jump trampoline&amp;#39;. We invited Someday Came, Albatres and Tara Vana to come, but for one reason or another only Albatres could come. After lots of jumping, running and climbing, we dropped off Oscar from Albatres on his boat and Cole and I took showers ashore where you can use as much water as you want. When we got back to the boat Mommy decided that she would like to go to the party ashore and that she would love to hear the live music that would be playing ashore. So at 6:00 we all got into the dinghy and met Tara Vana at the marina. The whole restaraunt was decorated with all sorts of lights and red and white tables and chairs. The food was then served. We had turkey, rice, potatoes, bread, green beans, and some local looking food. It was all really good, and cake was for desert. Then, as I was eating my cake the dancers came in. They were really good, and had really nice costumes. They danced to the drums and maraca things that the band was playing. They did four different dances, each with the same six people. I really loved to watch them, and at the end they pulled some people from the audience to dance too. It just so happened that they took Ami from Tara Vana! It was really funny to watch her dance with the team, but she picked up a bunch of the steps and was looking pretty good with all the other dancers. After that they left, and we only stayed for a little while longer. As I was &amp;nbsp;After the party we all went back to the boat and went to sleep.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3735791865070568804?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3735791865070568804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3735791865070568804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3735791865070568804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3735791865070568804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving-numero-dos.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving! (numero dos)'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3859917084109129443</id><published>2008-11-23T11:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:36:20.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Eventful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay so here is a&amp;nbsp;list of things that happened yesterday:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1.woke up&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2.found Daddy working in the engine rooms&lt;br clear="all"&gt;3.ate breakfast&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;4.sat around and did nothing for a while&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;5.Albatres came over&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;6.Cole crashed down 8 feet into the engine room&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;7.Mommy freaked out and I cried&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;8.everyone got in the dinghy&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;9.Cole looked at us like we were crazy&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;10.Momy and I stopped crying&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;11.we got out of the dinghy&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;12.Cole started dancing around on the back deck (he was abviously fine)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;13.Mommy put ice on Cole&amp;#39;s foot&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;14.Daddy got back in the engine room to finish working&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;15.Albatres went back to their boat&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;16.I sat around and did nothing&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;17.Tara Vana took us out to dinner &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;18.we went back to the boat&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;19.I got in bed&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;20.I went to sleep&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Okay, so that basically covered everything. Cole is perfectly fine (and is back to being an occasionally anoyning brother). I don&amp;#39;t really feel like writing any more, so that is my blog for today. Bye!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3859917084109129443?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3859917084109129443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3859917084109129443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3859917084109129443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3859917084109129443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/11/eventful-day.html' title='An Eventful Day'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3592495875273868380</id><published>2008-11-21T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:34:47.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zee Fort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As I ran accross the triangle castle I spotted the enemy. So I called to all the people and told them to fire the cannons. Then I happily watched the enemy ships&amp;#39; mast fall down as they were attacked by Cartagena&amp;#39;s armies.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Okay, none of that is true (but it could of been in the 1600s&amp;#39;!). So yesterday our new friends on Tara Vana, Albatres, and Someday Came and us, all went to the big fort in Cartagena. It was so much fun to run around in the tunnels with our flashlights and we learned a lot about Cartagena&amp;#39;s history. In a nutshell Cartagena used to be the holder of all the gold found in South America until a Frenchman came and stole it in the 1600&amp;#39;s. Because of all the gold, Cartagena made a huge&amp;nbsp;fort so that they could look over the island in which the gold was held. It was made on a hill simply covered with brick. After making a plan it took them 100 years to build it with tons of slaves. Some of their brilliant ideas was tunnels to get from place to place underground, and&amp;nbsp;a slanted wall so that when&amp;nbsp;a cannonball hit it, it didn&amp;#39;t crumble to pieces, but rolled down instead. Most of the fort is still the same brick now, and only one part of it had to be rebuilt in the early 1900s&amp;#39; (I think). The best part of the fort was running around in the underground tunnel with flashlights. The worst part was climbing back up the tunnel to ground level and fearing not having enough air to breath (obviously I&amp;#39;m still alive). After the fort we went to Old Town and walked around for a while after watching an African American dance team do a quick performance. As we walked past the gold museum, we decided to go in. It was really cool, and all the gold in the museum was real 24 karat gold. We then left to go to dinner since it was getting late and Violet was starting&amp;nbsp;to get tired. On our way Albatres had to leave and go back to their boat, but Tara Vana, Someday Came and us stopped at a really nice restaurant to have dinner. After&amp;nbsp;having ravioli, we went to the ice cream place. We finally got back to the boat at 10:00 and went straight to bed. Albatres just arrived so I&amp;#39;ve gotta go, bye!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3592495875273868380?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3592495875273868380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3592495875273868380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3592495875273868380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3592495875273868380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/11/zee-fort.html' title='Zee Fort'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1473364067099738264</id><published>2008-11-15T10:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T10:08:40.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartagena</title><content type='html'>So we are now currently in Cartagena. It is basically a harbour surrounded by a huge city. One of my favorite parts is watching the container ships come in and get unloaded at night. It is really cool because there are these big crane looking like things that light up at night and look like it&amp;#39;s only a big structure of light. Another awesome thing here is that Mommy and I might get tickets to see a ballet!!!!! I am extremely excited and hope there is a show that we could see.&amp;nbsp;Something weird about Cartagena&amp;nbsp;is that when there is rain (it doesn&amp;#39;t matter how much) the streets are flooded and it looks like Venice. A bad thing about Cartagena is that you can&amp;#39;t&amp;nbsp;swim in the water (it is so disgusting that even if&amp;nbsp;people said&amp;nbsp;we could, I still wouldn&amp;#39;t do it. It is a brownish color and is really polluted).&amp;nbsp;Something really cool about Cartagena is that, since it is their carnival this week, there is all sorts of really cool things going on: people singing on the top of a really old ship, harbour wide water gun fights, a parade of boats going down the center of the harbour with the Miss Columbia&amp;nbsp;people in them and tons of fireworks. Something really awesome about Cartagena is the play grounds. They all have trampolines and one even has go carts, a bouncy house, and an awesome rope thing to climb on! We are going there today after we run some errands. That is basically a summery of what I know so far, but will probably be updated soon! Gotta go, Bye!&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1473364067099738264?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1473364067099738264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1473364067099738264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1473364067099738264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1473364067099738264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/11/cartagena.html' title='Cartagena'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-5605555908880745071</id><published>2008-11-12T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:33:53.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Motoring Our Way Through Muck  (Happy Anniversary to Mommy and Daddy!)</title><content type='html'>-Muddy &lt;br&gt;                                           -Filthy and gross&lt;br&gt;                                         -Debris is everywhere&lt;br&gt;                                   -The logs and weeds are floating by&lt;br&gt;                                               -Brown Sea&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you like my cinquain? It describes what I see surrounding the boat right&lt;br&gt;now. Today is our third day on our trip to Cartagena, and we are now passing&lt;br&gt;through the &amp;#39;dumping grounds&amp;#39; of the Magdelena river. The river flows out of&lt;br&gt;the mountains and city in Columbia, and then out to sea, leaving the ocean&lt;br&gt;as a brackish water, brown and invaded by leaves, shoes, logs, sticks and&lt;br&gt;weeds from the mountains and city. When we first spotted the dumping ground&lt;br&gt;it was just brown water on the horizon, but as we got closer we saw the&lt;br&gt;abrupt change in the color of the water. It was so abrupt that Cole and I&lt;br&gt;were able to sit on the bow and count down until we passed the line (before&lt;br&gt;which we had been cleaning the clay off the deck. It was so much fun to play&lt;br&gt;with though, and we even made Mommy and Daddy an anniversary present). Once&lt;br&gt;passed the line, everyone was sent on deck to look for logs and any other&lt;br&gt;floating debris (this included leaves, sticks, weeds, bushes, boats and yes,&lt;br&gt;even a shoe). The first piece of debris was found by Cole. He found it, but&lt;br&gt;instead of saying which way to turn the boat he began to yell and point in&lt;br&gt;all different directions saying &amp;quot;oh my gosh, oh my gosh, did you see that,&lt;br&gt;it was huge!!!&amp;quot; Mommy got everything under control, and we didn&amp;#39;t hit the&lt;br&gt;pile of leaves and sticks. But this is basically how it went whenever we saw&lt;br&gt;something floating: #1 point and yell, #2 pick a direction to point at, #3&lt;br&gt;look at everyone else and ask if they saw it too. Wonderfully organized&lt;br&gt;process wouldn&amp;#39;t you say? After passing a small fishing boat who happened to&lt;br&gt;be anchored in 700 feet of water (strange), the brown water turned to dark&lt;br&gt;brown, and then to a more regular, greenish color, but still not blue. We&lt;br&gt;are now sailing in a third blue, third brown and third green water to a&lt;br&gt;little anchorage where we will be spending the night at before we wake up&lt;br&gt;early the next morning to continue our journey to Cartagena. Mommy is&lt;br&gt;currently making and snack and.........oh yeah! I forgot to tell you about&lt;br&gt;Cole and Is&amp;#39; wonderful surprise for Mommy and Daddy&amp;#39;s anniversary! So after&lt;br&gt;dinner tonight, Cole and I are going to set up my piano. Next I will play&lt;br&gt;the song they walked down the aisle to on their wedding. Then Cole is going&lt;br&gt;to play his favorite song on the piano, The Titanic. After that Cole will&lt;br&gt;present our clay sculptures of islands (Cole made the islands and I made&lt;br&gt;their names out of pink and green clay), while I recite the cinquains I&lt;br&gt;wrote for them. The whole time they will probably be eating dessert knowing&lt;br&gt;Daddy. I&amp;#39;m going to go eat the wonderful snack Mommy made us. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-5605555908880745071?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/5605555908880745071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=5605555908880745071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5605555908880745071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5605555908880745071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/11/motoring-our-way-through-muck-happy.html' title='Motoring Our Way Through Muck  (Happy Anniversary to Mommy and Daddy!)'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7179342757249785103</id><published>2008-11-11T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:15:38.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Sailing</title><content type='html'>So yesterday morning we left Curacao at around 8:00 in the morning and&lt;br&gt;started our journey to Cartagena. It was a very nice sail, and there was no&lt;br&gt;waves whatsoever. I was even able to start reading a book to Cole and get a&lt;br&gt;bunch of homeschooling done. We also got to sail next to Someday Came for a&lt;br&gt;while. After we got near a bunch of ships, they disappeared off the horizon&lt;br&gt;and into the maze of ships. After one of Mommy&amp;#39;s amazing chicken, rice and&lt;br&gt;vegetable dinner, everyone went down to bed to get rest before their shifts&lt;br&gt;(yes, Cole and I started doing shifts with Mommy and Daddy). At 9:00 pm I&lt;br&gt;woke up to Daddy sticking his head in my hatch and saying my name. When I&lt;br&gt;climbed out I found Mommy lying on the bow. Daddy told me to crawl up there&lt;br&gt;so that I could watch the 30 dolphins swim and jump around the boat. It was&lt;br&gt;so cool and I loved it when they would swim under the tramp and jump out of&lt;br&gt;the water, getting us wet. They would also come to the surface and talk to&lt;br&gt;us in  their high pitched dolphin voices. Daddy thinks that since we turned&lt;br&gt;the deck light on that they were attracted to that, because when we turned&lt;br&gt;it on they came and when it went off they swam away (or it was too dark to&lt;br&gt;see them). Soon Mommy went down to bed and Daddy taught me how to look for&lt;br&gt;storms on the horizon. All of a sudden we heard a bang on the side of the&lt;br&gt;hull. Mommy came running up and I jumped on the couch and huddled there&lt;br&gt;until the running and panicking stopped. I then helped Daddy look in the&lt;br&gt;engine rooms for a signs of a leek. All clear! Mommy went down to bed and&lt;br&gt;Daddy and I sat in the cockpit for a while and looked up at the big, bright&lt;br&gt;moon. At midnight I went down back to sleep. I woke Cole up, and told him he&lt;br&gt;was on watch with Mommy, but he just looked at me and went back to sleep.&lt;br&gt;Since Cole and I get three hours on and six hours off, I slept the rest of&lt;br&gt;the night (I did have one more shift, but I was only up for an hour or so&lt;br&gt;before Daddy told me to go back to bed).We are now motoring (there is no&lt;br&gt;wind) past land and are going to turn in a while. I&amp;#39;m going to go do&lt;br&gt;something...don&amp;#39;t know what but I&amp;#39;ll do something. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7179342757249785103?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7179342757249785103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7179342757249785103&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7179342757249785103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7179342757249785103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/11/still-sailing.html' title='Still Sailing'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6382764908605559816</id><published>2008-11-04T16:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:59:45.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PADI.................?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So yesterday I started something very, very, very, very, very, very, (okay I think you get it) fun. Okay, I&amp;#39;ll give you clues, and you have to guess what I started. 1. It is a type of school, 2. you are in the water for a long time, 3.&amp;nbsp;you have a book, take tests, watch movies, have a BCD, and have lots of fun.&amp;nbsp; Did you get it right? I started scuba diving!!!&amp;nbsp;It&amp;#39;s amazingly fun, and it started on Monday and will end at Wednesday. Each day starts at 8:30 each morning, an hour to hour and a half lunch break from 12:00 to 1:00, and we end at 4:30. I am being certified for PADI diving. PADI&amp;nbsp;stands for Professional Association of Diving Instructors. Today we did our second dive at the reef right below the boat. We have learned all the equipment, and how to set it up. We have also learned what to do in an emergency, and how to prevent them. Oh yeah, the most important rule of diving is.....................keep breathing! I know it sounds&amp;nbsp;really hard, but when you are in a difficult situation, it&amp;#39;s hard&amp;nbsp;not to hold your breath. Why should you always hold your breath? Easy, if you start ascending, you lungs will expand. If you keep going up, you lungs will expand so far they will explode. I&amp;#39;m not kidding. Okay, so you want to know a difficult situation where you want to hold your breath.&amp;nbsp;If your regulator (the thing you breath through) is knocked out of your head, you have to &amp;nbsp;blow out little bubbles while you recover your regulator. I know it sounds super simple, but sometimes it isn&amp;#39;t. Okay, so here are some definitions for diving: Regulator-the thing you breath through,&amp;nbsp; BCD- (Buoyancy Control Device) kind of like a life jacket that you can blow up to make you go either up and down in the water, also holds up your tank,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Octopus-your extra regulator attached to your tank for buddy breathing,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Buddy Breathing-using your octopus to give to your buddy if he/she runs out of air. Okay I think that&amp;#39;s everything new. I also found out that Cole and I are only allowed to dive to 40 feet. Today with our instructor Carolyn, we dove to 32 feet and got to see tons of fish and even a baby octopus! It was really fun and we even got to swim underneath Zen and Someday Came. I really loved it. Okay, we are going to go out for some type of Asian food for dinner (yummy!). Bye!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6382764908605559816?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6382764908605559816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6382764908605559816&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6382764908605559816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6382764908605559816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/11/padi.html' title='PADI.................?'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-5483732014388699471</id><published>2008-10-31T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:58:31.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally in Bonaire</title><content type='html'>Trick-or-treat, and happy Halloween! &lt;br&gt;Hello, and welcome to Bonaire (a.k.a. Grandma Heaven...I&amp;#39;ll talk about this&lt;br&gt;later). It is now 1:45 and we are just rounding the very point of the&lt;br&gt;island. Oh cool, Daddy just pointed out some really cool red, white and&lt;br&gt;orange statue things on the shore. Here is the story of them: hundreds of&lt;br&gt;years ago, ships would come in to the land to harvest salt from the island.&lt;br&gt;When they saw the orange, white and red person-tall pyramids on the shore,&lt;br&gt;they knew where they could anchor. Next to the pyramids were tiny little&lt;br&gt;houses. These were for the slaves that came from the mainland. They walked&lt;br&gt;seven hours to go to work on Monday, and back to their homes on Friday to&lt;br&gt;get the weekend off. But before they left, the ships would go to a huge&lt;br&gt;conveyor belt-looking-like thing to get the salt on board the ship. Then off&lt;br&gt;they went to deliver it somewhere. Cool huh? Okay, so I know you want to&lt;br&gt;know why I call Bonaire Grandma Heaven right? Here is the answer: As we&lt;br&gt;started to round the corner we saw huge mounds of what looked like perfect,&lt;br&gt;white sand. This was not true. Daddy and Mommy soon told us that the&lt;br&gt;mountains of &amp;#39;stuff&amp;#39; was all salt. Okay, still doesn&amp;#39;t make sense right?&lt;br&gt;Well, Grandma loves salt. Anyways, Mommy said that parts of the island were&lt;br&gt;totally devoted to getting the salt, while others are quite cosmopolitan.&lt;br&gt;Ooh! We are just passing some mountains of salt now. They are pure white,&lt;br&gt;and almost perfect triangles. There is about seven different piles, but only&lt;br&gt;two are really big. Wow, I can even see trucks taking the salt from place to&lt;br&gt;place. This is really cool! Now we are rounding another corner, and I can&lt;br&gt;see the cosmopolitan part of the island. The hills are covered in bright&lt;br&gt;colors which I&amp;#39;m guessing are houses and buildings. There even seems to be a&lt;br&gt;small city. Okay, enough with Bonaire, we&amp;#39;re moving on to Someday Came. They&lt;br&gt;were keeping up with us well until they caught another sail fish! This one,&lt;br&gt;they said, was the biggest fish they ever got on board, and was a whopping&lt;br&gt;six feet long! This one they got pictures of and we can&amp;#39;t wait to see them.&lt;br&gt;Sad but true though, was that after catching the fish they slowed down and&lt;br&gt;disappeared on the horizon. Oh well, Daddy says they will most likely arrive&lt;br&gt;at the anchorage around 5 to 6:00 tonight, which will still give us plenty&lt;br&gt;of time for our party. Oh, I forgot! We are going to have a party with&lt;br&gt;Someday Came tonight for Halloween. Someday Came is making cake, and&lt;br&gt;gingerbread cookies and Mommy, Cole and I are going to make brownies and&lt;br&gt;Mommy&amp;#39;s famous home-made pizza. We are all going to wear our costumes, and&lt;br&gt;will probably meet up on Zen to eat the goodies. After dinner we are going&lt;br&gt;to jump in the dinghy and go to each boat to trick-or-treat. We also have&lt;br&gt;lights that we decorated the boat with for Christmas last year that we might&lt;br&gt;use tonight. Oh and Cole is going to be Tom Brady from the Patriots. He has&lt;br&gt;a great costume, but we are not sure what knee he blew out, so we are just&lt;br&gt;going to wrap up his right. It should be very funny. Okay, after Halloween&lt;br&gt;fun is over (tomorrow), we are going to explore the island to find a diving&lt;br&gt;place where one of our friends on a boat named Constance told me to go to&lt;br&gt;get certified for diving. I&amp;#39;m really excited. The people said that it takes&lt;br&gt;3-5 days to get certified which is a perfect amount of time. Also, Bonaire&lt;br&gt;has a KFC (Kentucky Fried Chicken)! I know it isn&amp;#39;t the best restaurant in&lt;br&gt;the world, but since Cole and I haven&amp;#39;t had it so long, we are very excited&lt;br&gt;to go there, and see what it is like (I hope that they have the same food as&lt;br&gt;back at home). So now we are fully engulfed in the waterfront town, and it&lt;br&gt;looks a lot like the island Antigua. The chart says 15 minutes and 7 seconds&lt;br&gt;until we arrive at the anchorage/marina. Yippee! I&amp;#39;m going to go sit on the&lt;br&gt;bow. Bye!&lt;p&gt;This email is via satellite phone.&amp;#160; Please do not send any attachments.&amp;#160;&lt;br&gt;Please reply with your email only.&amp;#160; Delete all other previous email threads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-5483732014388699471?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/5483732014388699471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=5483732014388699471&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5483732014388699471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5483732014388699471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-in-bonaire.html' title='Finally in Bonaire'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4286906225414069264</id><published>2008-10-30T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:27:27.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Los Roques to the Aves and Soon to Bonaire</title><content type='html'>So today we left Los Roques and we just arrived in the Aves. Someday Came&lt;br&gt;and us both decided that since the bug issue in Roques was no better at any&lt;br&gt;anchorage (the mosquitoes were horrible and would swarm the back deck&lt;br&gt;starting at 4:00 pm), we would leave for the Aves and then onto Bonaire&lt;br&gt;tomorrow since the people there speak English (yippee! English speaking&lt;br&gt;people!)and celebrate Halloween (Trick-or-treating here we come!). Anyways,&lt;br&gt;we left at around 8:30 this morning and put up our Code Zero sail (kind of&lt;br&gt;like the spinnaker). Someday Came left a little bit after us and so we&lt;br&gt;weren&amp;#39;t able to sail next to them as I had hoped. Oh well. The sail was&lt;br&gt;about six hours long, and we just arrived at 2:30. Someday Came is behind us&lt;br&gt;because they caught a fish called a sail fish (?). They had to turn around&lt;br&gt;and....OH MY GOODNESS HERE THEY COME! Oh yeah, so they had to turn the boat&lt;br&gt;around into the wind to try to reel in the fish to take pictures because&lt;br&gt;they said that it too big to catch and eat. Daddy says that most sail fish&lt;br&gt;are 8-10 feet long. I know that this blog was not very interesting, but I&lt;br&gt;didn&amp;#39;t know what to do so I decided to write this. Oh wait, I have something&lt;br&gt;somewhat interesting! I changed my costume idea. I&amp;#39;m going to wear a really&lt;br&gt;colorful bathing suit top, and a couple of Mommy&amp;#39;s colorful scarf/bandanas&lt;br&gt;to wrap around my stomach. I&amp;#39;m going to wear the same bottoms though, and I&lt;br&gt;might make colorful patches of cloth and sow them to the shorts as pockets&lt;br&gt;or patches. It&amp;#39;s going to be so much fun! I think I&amp;#39;ll go swimming. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4286906225414069264?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4286906225414069264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4286906225414069264&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4286906225414069264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4286906225414069264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-los-roques-to-aves-and-soon-to.html' title='From Los Roques to the Aves and Soon to Bonaire'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1006397632876250366</id><published>2008-10-28T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:06:50.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Roques</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SQeM-hE6haI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0yN8OS3mbZM/s1600-h/Cammi+blog+pic+Roques-710350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SQeM-hE6haI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0yN8OS3mbZM/s320/Cammi+blog+pic+Roques-710350.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262329695264474530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So right now Someday Came and us are in a little cove with two other&lt;br&gt;sailboats and a yacht. We came here yesterday because of the horrible role&lt;br&gt;in the other anchorage. Although we are a catamaran, the role was still&lt;br&gt;pushing us from side to side, and back and forth. It got so bad one time&lt;br&gt;that I fell backwards into the table when the boat pulled really hard on the&lt;br&gt;anchor. So after school and lunch was over we headed out. Oh and guess what?&lt;br&gt;Caroline got to come with us on our hour sail, and we watched her movie&lt;br&gt;called Princess Diaries! It was a really good movie and by the time the&lt;br&gt;movie was over, the anchor was down and we were ready to swim, knee board,&lt;br&gt;or tube for the rest of the day (it was about 3:00). So we pumped up the&lt;br&gt;tube while Mommy and Daddy went to check out the depth of the water and find&lt;br&gt;good spots to &amp;quot;tear us around&amp;quot;. When they came back they took a quick run to&lt;br&gt;Someday Came and asked if we could use the knee board, and if anyone wanted&lt;br&gt;to come. Shannon jumped in the dinghy with the knee board, tow rope and&lt;br&gt;snorkeling gear (?) and they came back to Zen. Daddy then told me to grab&lt;br&gt;our snorkeling gear and put the board and tow rope on the deck (hmm, didn&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;know we were going snorkeling). After a 45 minute lobster hunt at this pool&lt;br&gt;thing surrounded by corral, it was 5:00. It wasn&amp;#39;t very interesting, but we&lt;br&gt;did get a little, tiny lobster. We decided that it was kind of late now and&lt;br&gt;we only got to tube for two turns each. Oh well, I was hoping we could knee&lt;br&gt;board, but I guess that will happen today. I&amp;#39;m just glad that there is no&lt;br&gt;more rolling. Gotta go do school, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1006397632876250366?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1006397632876250366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1006397632876250366&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1006397632876250366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1006397632876250366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/los-roques.html' title='Los Roques'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SQeM-hE6haI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0yN8OS3mbZM/s72-c/Cammi+blog+pic+Roques-710350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1143335805004142871</id><published>2008-10-27T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:58:12.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Cammi News</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody! Today I have lots of news. Number one: It&amp;#39;s Mommy and Daddy&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;anniversary on the 12th, and my piano happened to have the song they walked&lt;br&gt;down the aisle to when they got married, called Joy of Man. So, I&amp;#39;m going to&lt;br&gt;memorize the song and play it for them. They already know that I&amp;#39;m going to&lt;br&gt;play it, because they heard me practicing it, and asked if that&amp;#39;s what I was&lt;br&gt;going to play for them. Oh well. I already know the right hand part, and I&amp;#39;m&lt;br&gt;working on the left. &lt;br&gt;Number two: When Caroline was over yesterday, I was teaching her the song&lt;br&gt;Titanic (I&amp;#39;s one of her favorite songs). When she got bored I asked her if&lt;br&gt;she wanted to go through the pianos&amp;#39; memory and see if she knew any of the&lt;br&gt;songs on her violin. Luckily, we found one. I forget the name, but I know&lt;br&gt;that it is really hard and will take me a while to learn it. &lt;br&gt;Number three: After two days of yuck and rain, we finally have a sunny day!&lt;br&gt;The water is turquoise from the white sand, the sky is blue and there is a&lt;br&gt;beautiful breeze which makes the mosquitoes go away (note to self-that is&lt;br&gt;another thing to talk about). Also, this means that we have the possibility&lt;br&gt;of going wind scurfing, knee boarding (scurfing on your knees, on a&lt;br&gt;different type of board with special spots on it for your knees), tubing, or&lt;br&gt;spinnaker flying (when the spinnaker (the biggest sail on the boat that you&lt;br&gt;use when going downwind) is attached to a harness and you are attached to&lt;br&gt;the harness and then the spinnaker is left to fly off the back of the boat,&lt;br&gt;and it brings you really high).&lt;br&gt;Number four: Today we are leaving the outside anchorage and are going to an&lt;br&gt;anchorage 2 hours away (still part of Roques). This is where we might be&lt;br&gt;able to do all those awesome activities with Someday Came.&lt;br&gt;Number five: I have finally figured out what I&amp;#39;m going to be for&lt;br&gt;Halloween......................a Who! A Who is a character in the Dr. Sues&lt;br&gt;musical, Suesical (I don&amp;#39;t know if I spelled that right). They are the tiny&lt;br&gt;people who live on a speck of dust. Horton the elephant finds them and tries&lt;br&gt;to protect them. He gets in all sorts of trouble, but still saves the&lt;br&gt;Whoville. I was a Who in the Summer camp I did called Camp Broadway in 2007.&lt;br&gt;The idea is that we are going to be a Who family. I&amp;#39;m going to wear a bright&lt;br&gt;magenta short sleeve, long shirt, a lime green tank top over that, and neon&lt;br&gt;blue shorts as my costume. I&amp;#39;m also going to put my hair up really crazy&lt;br&gt;with bright and colorful elastics. I can&amp;#39;t wait for Halloween!&lt;br&gt;Number six: Yesterday, after dinner, Someday Came took their dinghy over to&lt;br&gt;watch a movie and have pop-corn with us. The kids ended up watching a movie&lt;br&gt;called Blank Check and the adults watched another movie. I really liked the&lt;br&gt;movie it was about a kid who got a blank check and filled it out for&lt;br&gt;$1,000,000 dollars. Then he spent it all by buying this huge house, and any&lt;br&gt;other toys he wanted. He pulled it off by pretending that he was working for&lt;br&gt;this guy called Macintosh, when he was Macintosh. It was really cool.&lt;br&gt;Number seven: A couple days ago I started a list of all the books I&amp;#39;ve read&lt;br&gt;so far on the computer. I figured that if I had a list of all the books I&lt;br&gt;read, then when looking for other books, I would know the authors of the&lt;br&gt;really good books I&amp;#39;ve already read. &lt;br&gt;Well, Daddy is working on the bow sprit, Cole is going back and forth from&lt;br&gt;helping Daddy to lying down on the saloon couch, and Mommy is doing laundry.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m off to practice Joy of Man, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1143335805004142871?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1143335805004142871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1143335805004142871&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1143335805004142871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1143335805004142871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/daily-cammi-news.html' title='The Daily Cammi News'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4800710806822946781</id><published>2008-10-23T16:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:39:19.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Rainforest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SQDvCM5befI/AAAAAAAAAHc/R0iwiG_QwdY/s1600-h/cammipic3-759986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SQDvCM5befI/AAAAAAAAAHc/R0iwiG_QwdY/s320/cammipic3-759986.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260467185869617650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So a couple days ago we did yet another adventure with Jorge and Male.&lt;br&gt;Except that this adventure was a little different though. Luna, Jorge and&lt;br&gt;Males&amp;#39; deaf Dalmatian would be coming with us. After getting picked up at&lt;br&gt;9:30 a.m. we drove to the mountain called Santa Fay. The drive was probably&lt;br&gt;an hour and a half or so to get to Santa Fay. Once at the foot of the&lt;br&gt;mountain it was another hour to the top. Finally, we made it! The view from&lt;br&gt;the top of the mountain was absolutely amazing, and we could see all the way&lt;br&gt;to Margarita. When we finished looking at the view we drove about five&lt;br&gt;minutes to a restaurant/zoo/place where they give tours. As we drove up we&lt;br&gt;saw a monkey, about a foot long, holding onto a girl&amp;#39;s leg. It was so&lt;br&gt;adorable and was a reddish orange color. Then a person from came out and&lt;br&gt;opened the gate for us. Once we were in the place, Jorge went up to a worker&lt;br&gt;who gives tours and asked what tours there were. They talked in Spanish for&lt;br&gt;a while, and then came to a conclusion. The idea was to go to the river and&lt;br&gt;three waterfalls. Yes, Luna would come on the hike too. So we headed out&lt;br&gt;onto the road to get to the trail. It started as a really easy little path.&lt;br&gt;It was very green, and had lots of purple, pink and orange flowers. As we&lt;br&gt;got farther into the rainforest it became a little bit harder. Now there&lt;br&gt;were big logs to go under and over. After 20 minutes of walking we could&lt;br&gt;hear the river. Now, this whole time Luna would run ahead, and then come&lt;br&gt;back to make sure everyone was following. When we heard the river though,&lt;br&gt;Luna ran ahead and didn&amp;#39;t come bounding back. When we got to the river 2&lt;br&gt;minutes later we found Luna taking a bath in the shallow river. We all&lt;br&gt;laughed and walked around in the river that was only ankle deep. Then our&lt;br&gt;tour guide told us that we had to keep going. Okay we said and got out of&lt;br&gt;the river and back on the path. Now we were walking either uphill or&lt;br&gt;downhill, there was no in between. We then came to a spot where there was&lt;br&gt;two paths. The tour guide then asked if we wanted to take the long way and&lt;br&gt;see more or the short way. Of course, we chose the long way. Soon enough, we&lt;br&gt;saw a really cool waterfall. Our tour guide walked right up the side and&lt;br&gt;threw down a rope. Since I was first in line, I was first to climb up. I&lt;br&gt;grabbed the rope and the vines and climbed to the top. After each person&lt;br&gt;went, we had to get Luna up. So Jorge went down and pushed Luna up the&lt;br&gt;rocks. It was quite the sight. After climbing up another waterfall, we came&lt;br&gt;to a falls, no one wanted to climb. It started in a pool a couple feet deep&lt;br&gt;at the bottom. Then it went up and up and up...............then at the top&lt;br&gt;it slanted outwards! It was really cool. After we swam in the pool for a&lt;br&gt;while, we got onto the path (luckily, we didn&amp;#39;t have to climb the waterfall)&lt;br&gt;and started our uphill hike back to the restaurant/zoo/place where they give&lt;br&gt;tours. About five minutes into our hike, it started to rain. Big surprise&lt;br&gt;for a rainforest right? Well, I (lucky me) wore my heaviest tank top. When&lt;br&gt;we finally got back to the zoo place, everyone was completely drenched.&lt;br&gt;Since it was around 1:00, we sat down to have lunch. Since we were all wet,&lt;br&gt;Jorge came up with the wonderful idea to get us all blankets. They were&lt;br&gt;really soft, and definitely kept us dry. After a really good lunch of&lt;br&gt;chicken, French fries and salad, we jumped in the car and headed home. But,&lt;br&gt;the journey doesn&amp;#39;t end there. When we got back to the town, Male pulled&lt;br&gt;into a restaurant thing, and bought everyone a drink called a coco frio&lt;br&gt;(frio is cold in Spanish). It was amazing. It was made up of basically&lt;br&gt;coconut, ice and a little bit of condensed milk. I loved it. It was really&lt;br&gt;filling though, so I only had about half of it, and gave Daddy the rest.&lt;br&gt;After coco frio, we went back to the boat. It was a really fun day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4800710806822946781?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4800710806822946781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4800710806822946781&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4800710806822946781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4800710806822946781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-rainforest.html' title='To the Rainforest!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SQDvCM5befI/AAAAAAAAAHc/R0iwiG_QwdY/s72-c/cammipic3-759986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-2042162841603904874</id><published>2008-10-23T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:37:39.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tortuga , a Little Island and  Roques</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SQDupBop7QI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gdArjKfxGaM/s1600-h/cammipic4-759931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SQDupBop7QI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gdArjKfxGaM/s320/cammipic4-759931.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260466753349741826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The day before yesterday we arrived in Tortuga. The original plan was to&lt;br&gt;sail with Someday Came to Tortuga, and then to Roques a couple days later.&lt;br&gt;Well, Someday Came had some problems, and so they had to wait an extra 2&lt;br&gt;days. Caroline and I are very sad that we couldn&amp;#39;t sail next to each other.&lt;br&gt;Well, when we got to Tortuga, we weren&amp;#39;t attacked by bugs like we were last&lt;br&gt;time, but they didn&amp;#39;t disappear completely. That night we decided that we&lt;br&gt;probably wanted to leave on Thursday, early in the morning, to go to Roques&lt;br&gt;because of the bugs. The next morning we discovered that there was a bunch&lt;br&gt;of other boats from PLC that we know, and are going to take almost the same&lt;br&gt;path as us to Roques. After talking with a boat called Living the Dream on&lt;br&gt;the VHF for a while, we found out that they, and another boat called Migo,&lt;br&gt;are going to a little island only 10 miles away to shorten the length of our&lt;br&gt;trip to Roques. So that evening us, Migo, Living the Dream and a bunch of&lt;br&gt;other boats headed out for the little island. We left a little bit later&lt;br&gt;than our friends, but we saw two other cats up in front of us. As our speed&lt;br&gt;picked up to 9 knots, we started to gain on the two boats. Before we knew&lt;br&gt;it, it became a race to see which boat could put its anchor down first at&lt;br&gt;the little island. As we flew by the two boats, I realized that I knew the&lt;br&gt;girl on the &amp;quot;yellow cat&amp;quot;. Cool, I thought, we might be able to sail with&lt;br&gt;them. All of a sudden, my casual parents turned into racers and we pulled&lt;br&gt;the main down in about 5 seconds (not really, but you get the point). Next&lt;br&gt;we weaved our way through the reefs and dropped the anchor in the first spot&lt;br&gt;we found. Yes! We made it! As I looked around at the anchorage I saw an&lt;br&gt;American flag on a boat for the first time in a while. Also, there was some&lt;br&gt;people wake boarding and swimmers going from boat to boat. &amp;quot;This is really&lt;br&gt;nice&amp;quot;, I thought &amp;quot;to bad we have to leave at 2:00 tomorrow morning&amp;quot;. And&lt;br&gt;yes, we did leave at 2:00 this morning. Since the anchor is pulled up right&lt;br&gt;next to my head, I also woke up at 2:00 this morning. Luckily though, I fell&lt;br&gt;back asleep once we got under way. Our trip was supposed to be a 12 hour&lt;br&gt;trip, but ended up to be a 10 and a half hour trip because of the high&lt;br&gt;winds. We arrived at around 12:45, and had lunch right after putting the&lt;br&gt;anchor down behind a little island and next to two other boats. One freaky&lt;br&gt;part though, is the wreck of what looks like an old, wooden, fishing boat.&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s bow is high out of the water and its&amp;#39; stern is totally sunken in the&lt;br&gt;reef. It looks very weathered, and really creepy. Well, now I am drinking&lt;br&gt;Grenadian coco tea, Daddy and Cole are swimming, and Mommy is making dough&lt;br&gt;for home-made pizza tonight (my request). Hope all is well at home, bye!&lt;p&gt;Caroline-hope you had a great trip from PLC to here. If you didn&amp;#39;t like it,&lt;br&gt;the water here will make up for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-2042162841603904874?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/2042162841603904874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=2042162841603904874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2042162841603904874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2042162841603904874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/tortuga-little-island-and-roques.html' title='Tortuga , a Little Island and  Roques'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SQDupBop7QI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gdArjKfxGaM/s72-c/cammipic4-759931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7311280208493126876</id><published>2008-10-19T18:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:42:47.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Really Good Books-part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so I finished book 3 of the Ember series yesterday, but I didn&amp;#39;t have any time to write the blog.&amp;nbsp; Here is a quick summery for anyone interested in the series.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Book 3-The Prophet of Yonwood&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;This book is a prequel of The People of Sparks. It is about a girl named Nickie, and her life when she was 11. It was the time in the story right before the &amp;quot;disaster&amp;quot;. It isn&amp;#39;t as good as the first two books, and not nearly as interesting. I was hoping that it would be about the &amp;quot;disaster&amp;quot; but it wasn&amp;#39;t. Oh yeah, the prophet of Yonwood, California was am old woman named Althea Towers. Althea saw into the future from a vision, and became sick for a very long time. She would mumble things such as &amp;quot;no sinnies&amp;quot; which people thought meant no sinners. This actually meant no cities, because in her vision she saw the world on fire with no cities. That is about as interesting as it gets.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I read it because I didn&amp;#39;t have anything else to read. Oh well, there are other books in this world that I can read. Caroline is sick today, so I am doing school by myself tomorrow. Gotta go, bye!&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7311280208493126876?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7311280208493126876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7311280208493126876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7311280208493126876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7311280208493126876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-really-good-books-part-2.html' title='Three Really Good Books-part 2'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-8672532655313357166</id><published>2008-10-19T10:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:44:56.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interesting Visit to a Storm-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;These rules are&amp;nbsp;for anyone who has never been on a power boat (or cat) that doesn&amp;#39;t have a roof, or any living area.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;Rule #1-Always wear sunglasses or glasses of some sort (if you wanted to get really funky you could wear those science goggle things)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Example-Picture yourself going down the highway, in a convertible at 60 MPH, with no wind shield. You would want glasses so that you eyes can stay open. Due to the wind, your eyes are either fully open or closed tight without glasses.&lt;br&gt; Rule #2-Hold on for dear life&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Example-When we were going 60 MPH, if you didn&amp;#39;t hold on, you would fly away! Especially when you are on the side of a huge storm, with 40 kts. of wind, and waves too. Oh, and less important, when Cole is driving (which did happen).&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Rule #3-Go at full throttle the whole time&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Example-When you need to go somewhere, it makes more sense to go fast. Such as when you are tyring to get back to land without getting hit by a really big storm.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Rule #4-Never be scared&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Example-If you become scared, you will probably let go, and think of other things you could be doing. Oh yeah, and then you would break rule #2.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Okay, so now I will tell you the story&amp;nbsp;of the ride in the power cat. So, when we got on the cat, Jorge told Cole and I to get on the bow and pull out the line that is around the cleat, and attached to the mooring in front of us. Once outside the dock area, Daddy&amp;nbsp;looked at Cole and I, and said &amp;quot;wow, it&amp;#39;s really calm today, it will be nice to test this ride out&amp;quot;. So as we accelerated through the harbour, a storm was working it&amp;#39;s was to PLC. Well, we got up to 60 MPH and zoomed past Jorges&amp;#39; friends on their boat. It was really funny to be on a really fast power boat, going really fast by a sailboat. After circling the sailboat we saw the huge storm coming at us. Since the storm was kind of far away, Jorge decided to take us to a really cool island. He pulled the boat inches away from jagged rock, and told us to get off and look in the cave. So I hopped off, then Cole, the Daddy. Jorge stayed on the boat and went back and forth as we checked out this really cool cave. It was a really deep pool of water that was surrounded by really tall rocks. The water must have been 50 feet deep, but you couldn&amp;#39;t see the bottom. So after we saw the cave, we came around the little island and saw that the storm was very close now, and we had to run from the rain. So we decided to go to the outside of the storm, away from the land. We then saw that one storm, had turned into two. So we ended up getting half way to Margarita, an island about&amp;nbsp;50 miles away from Venezuela. When we went around to the far side of the storm, we all wished that we had gone closer to land. It looked like a 30 minute ride would turn out to be a 2 hour storm dodger. After arriving around the storm, we started to feel the 40 knts. of wind turn cold. Daddy said that the bigger the temperature difference in the wind, the bigger the storm. Well, to explain the difference, I got cold. Even with the spray in my face, rain, 35 kts. of wind, and waves, I never once regretted going. Finally, we&amp;nbsp;could see land again, and the wind died. Jorge then took us to a really cool spot with over 20 power boats inside it.&amp;nbsp;After a quick tour of that, he asked me if I wanted&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;to&lt;/font&gt; drive the boat. &amp;quot;No&amp;quot; I said. Well he&amp;nbsp;really wanted me to&amp;nbsp;drive, so he kept asking and&amp;nbsp;asking. Thankfully Daddy jumped in and said&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;that&amp;#39;s okay you don&amp;#39;t have&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;to&lt;/font&gt; drive if you don&amp;#39;t want to&amp;quot;. Then he asked if he could drive, and so Daddy drove us back to the&amp;nbsp;PLC dock. After we got back, we waited for Mommy to arrive,&amp;nbsp;and had a really good dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Well Daddy is working in the engine room, Cole is&amp;nbsp;reading his book for school,&amp;nbsp;and Mommy is eating cereal on our back table. That&amp;#39;s all for today, bye!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-8672532655313357166?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/8672532655313357166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=8672532655313357166&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8672532655313357166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8672532655313357166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/interesting-visit-to-storm-2.html' title='An Interesting Visit to a Storm-2'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-1314258680185265506</id><published>2008-10-18T21:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:23:38.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interesting Visit to a Storm-1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;Today was very eventful. It started at 8:00 a.m. with Cole telling me that I had to &amp;quot;stop reading that wierd book&amp;quot;, and get out of bed to get ready (getting ready includes brushing my teeth, washing my face, making my bed, getting dressed, and cleaning my room). So I crawled out of my bed, taking as much time as needed and got ready. After an amazing breakfast of..................guess what............cereal, I was informed that we would be picked up soon by these really nice people: Jorge and Maralena,&amp;nbsp;who would take us on their power cat, for a test run. Now let me tell you that this catamaran is a third of the size of Zen. Well, one thng led to another, and Jorge cut his hand, and had to go to the hospital. Ouch, right? Well even though he cut his hand, he insisted that he take us out. So while Mommy when with Maralena to go shopping for the third time this week (I guess we are stocking up for our one month period with no big provisioning places), Daddy, Cole and I went with Jorge on his power cat. To be continued (it&amp;#39;s to long of a story to put in one blog), I&amp;#39;ll put the rest of the story in the next blog.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-1314258680185265506?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/1314258680185265506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=1314258680185265506&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1314258680185265506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/1314258680185265506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/interesting-visit-to-storm-1.html' title='An Interesting Visit to a Storm-1'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-2006505054766429353</id><published>2008-10-17T18:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T18:46:17.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Really Good Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;So, we are still in PLC, and it is &amp;quot;Africa hot&amp;quot; as Daddy says. Luckily, there is a nice pool that me, Cole, and Caroline go to together every day after school at the Zen academy. Yes, Caroline is doing school with us, at Zen, every morning!! It is really fun, and we get to do awesome projects now that there is more than one person in my grade. Anyways, to the book topic. Caroline brought me two books that are really cool. They are part of a series so, here is a quick summery of each book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;Book 1-The City of Ember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;The city of Ember is a city that is underground. It was built because the human race was in danger, and so we had to find another place to live. The book is about how Ember was starting to run out of supplies, electricity, and food. The two main characters, Lina and Doon, are really good friends and both love adventure. One day, after a &amp;quot;black-out&amp;quot; (when all the electricity goes away for a couple minutes), Lina finds directions on how to get out of Ember. So, she and Doon set out to decode the directions and try to get out of Ember. When they successfully escape, Lina wrote legible instructions, and dropped&amp;nbsp;it into Ember.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;Book&amp;nbsp;2-The People of Sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;After the people of Ember arrive in the&amp;nbsp;real world, they come up to find&amp;nbsp;out that there is nothing in sight. No people, villages, or cars, although they did see a road. The road leads to a small town called Sparks. Sparks is an old fashioned village, in the future. This means that they had no electricity, running water, or sewage. The&amp;nbsp;Emberities soon found out from the Sparks that there had been something called &amp;quot;the disaster&amp;quot;. This was&amp;nbsp;when there was three plagues and four wars, and it almost wiped out human race. The only things left from how we live now are toys.&amp;nbsp;When the 417 Emberities enter the village, the Sparks are terrified. They haven&amp;#39;t seen so many people their whole lives, and don&amp;#39;t know what to do with them. They are forced to all live together, and this doesn&amp;#39;t go over well. The Sparks treat the Emberities horribly, and so the Emberities decide to fight back. Since there is nothing around the village, the Emberities decide that they can&amp;#39;t go and must make peace with the Sparks so that they can stay in the small village. After a huge explosion, Lina and Doon, help to save the Sparks town from being burnt down. The Sparks realize that without Lina and Doon, their city would be destroyed, and so they decided that the Emberities were allowed to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;Book 3-The Prophet of Yonwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;This is the book I am reading so I can&amp;#39;t explain it yet, but it is about&amp;nbsp;the &amp;quot;disaster&amp;quot; I told you about in book 2. Once I finish it, I&amp;#39;ll give you a quick summery of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;Well that&amp;#39;s all for now. We&amp;#39;re off with one of Daddy&amp;#39;s friends who is going to take us out to dinner. I&amp;#39;m really excited. The people are really nice, and are designing an amazing boat. Gotta go, Bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;ps. Darlene-I think Kak might need these books before Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-2006505054766429353?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/2006505054766429353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=2006505054766429353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2006505054766429353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/2006505054766429353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-really-good-books.html' title='Three Really Good Books'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7554919128512820040</id><published>2008-10-13T14:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:44:13.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin water spouts...yikes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;So today we left Tortuga at around 6:00 a.m. and plan to get to PLC at about 2:00 p.m. The trip started off wonderfully. It was flat calm, and we were motoring. The first two and a half hours of the trip were very boring. Breakfast, play DS, sit around and wait for something interesting to happen. Well finally something did happen. Something I have never experienced before. First off, Daddy spotted a 810 foot long ship that would come much to close to our liking if we didn&amp;#39;t change course. So from 9:30 to 10:00 we all stood on the deck looking for the ship. &amp;quot;I see it! Over here!&amp;quot; Daddy yelled at the first sight of the monster ship. Let me tell you that not only was it super long, it was extremely wide and tall too. As it got closer and closer everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at it in awe. Then, Mommy decided to go to the stern (the back) of the boat. When she got outside, she looked over our fishing lines to see if we had a fish. &amp;quot;FISH ON!&amp;quot; she yelled. So Daddy went outside to pull the fish in, while Cole and I looked out the hatches (windows) to see &amp;nbsp;the fish. The fish happened to be dead&amp;nbsp;already. It was half eaten by a baracuda or something. All of a sudden the blue sky turned black and it started to rain. After yelling &amp;quot;batten&amp;nbsp;down the hatches&amp;quot; about a million times while we closed all the hatches, everyone came back outside with bathing suits on. Then I looked at Cole&amp;#39;s face. He looked absolutely petrified. &amp;quot;Mommy,&amp;quot; he said in a shaky voice &amp;quot;what&amp;#39;s that?&amp;quot;. We all followed his gaze and saw two twin water spouts in the storm miles behind us. A water spout is just like a tornado, made of water. The water from a cloud forms a funnel and goes down to meet the ocean. If you are ever near a water spout, prepare for 180 knots (knots is kind of like MPH) of wind. Since we were so far away we didn&amp;#39;t get this crazy wind. Just really loud thunder and lots of awesome lightning. The rain lasted for about 20 minutes, I think (I&amp;#39;m not sure because I was so sucked into the sight of the water spout). Soon the twins vanished, and another one appeared. This one we got to watch it form, and&amp;nbsp;disappear. At first I was absolutely petrified, but when Daddy told me that we were going away from them, I felt much more comfortable. This was probably the most amazing thing I have ever seen. Just picture a black sky, pouring rain, the chaos of getting a fish on onboard, two water spouts behind you, and a huge ship passing across our bow. Yes, it was crazy. Well, the sky turned blue, with some wight fluff, and everything went back to normal. Daddy then taught Cole and I how we are going to tie the boat to the dock, piling, or moring and had us to multiple drills. Basically what we do every time we come to a dock. Now it is 12:25 and I&amp;#39;m going to go have lunch. bye!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7554919128512820040?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7554919128512820040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7554919128512820040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7554919128512820040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7554919128512820040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/twin-water-spoutsyikes.html' title='Twin water spouts...yikes!'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-8741801258775129667</id><published>2008-10-13T14:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:43:02.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our trip from Blanquilla to Tortuga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;Finally, we have left Blanquilla! I was starting to get bored there. Now we are in a little island called Tortuga. It took us about 12 hours to get here. This (on a good day) would normally be very slow for us, but due to weather, waves and wind direction, this all changed.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;div&gt;When I woke up on the 8th, I thought we were underway, so I went up to the main salon to look at where we are. It turned out to be a&amp;nbsp;squall,&amp;nbsp;with lots of wind and waves, LOTS OF WAVES. Daddy, Mommy, and Cole were already up and were looking at the charts and wondering if we should leave to Tortuga. After hearing Chris Parker, a guy who does the weather on our SSB (Single Side Band radio), we decided that this would be the perfect time to leave this rocking and rolling place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;If you have ever been on the little kid rides (sometimes called the pirate ship) that go up and down, and back and forth, you know how I felt that whole trip. Chris and Daddy&amp;#39;s weather charts both said that the wind should change throughout our trip (a good thing). This never happened. The waves were huge, the wind never changed, but luckily, no one got even close to sea sick. &amp;quot;Yes&amp;quot; I thought, when I looked at the chart and saw that we should be in our anchorage at Tortuga at 7:00&amp;nbsp;p.m.&amp;nbsp;Well, 7:00 came, and I couldn&amp;#39;t even see Tortuga. 8, 9, 10:00, still nothing. Then, at 10:30, land came up on the radar. Cole and I were so excited and ran outside to see it. Since it was dark though, we couldn&amp;#39;t see a thing. 11:00 came, and we were finally in the anchorage, just about to drop the anchor, when suddenly we got&amp;nbsp;attacked&amp;nbsp;by mosquitos. Everyone ran inside to close up the boat and put on bug spray. Cole and I decided to stay inside and spray the whole inside of the boat with Baygon (our trusty bug killer). When we thought that all the bugs were dead, and the anchor was down, everyone came inside and said goodnight. Mommy and Daddy were really tired and went to bed right away, but they said that I could finish the anklet I was working on (the anklet is pink, yellow, and of course, purple), and then go to bed. Finally, I went to bed. When I woke up that morning I went to the salon and looked around. When I went to step onto the salon floor I was totally grossed out at the number of dead mosquitos lying on the floor. I quickly went and got Mommy and Daddy, who cleaned the salon. When I finally got a chance to look around, I found out that we were in an anchorage with more that 20 boats, and there was a beach that surrounded us, a little, one house fishing village, and a couple fishing boats. It was a very nice anchorage, but we decided to go around the island to get away from the mosquitos. After breakfast, as we lifted the anchor we&amp;nbsp;spotted&amp;nbsp;a boat from PORTSMOUTH, RI! So we went over to them and talked with the guy who lives on it. He gave us really good information on PLC (our next stop, on the coast of Venezuela). Then, Mommy said that she was going to make bread in the&amp;nbsp;pressure&amp;nbsp;cooker when we were underway (not something she has done before). We were all very excited to have home made bread for &amp;nbsp;lunch, and thought this was a great idea. The bread was done ten minutes before we go to the other anchorage, but Cole and I had lunch anyways because we wanted fresh, hot bread. I can&amp;#39;t even start to explain how good chicken salad/ currie is with homemade bread. When we arrived at the entrance to the anchorage, we&amp;nbsp;discovered&amp;nbsp;how shallow it really is. We went from 100 ft to 8 ft in about 10 seconds (don&amp;#39;t worry, we draw 3 ft). When we got into the actual anchorage, we saw two boats rafted and another boat that had left the other anchorage an hour before us. The water wasn&amp;#39;t beautiful there, but it didn&amp;#39;t make us stop from swimming. But, before we jumped in the water, we came up with a wonderful idea. The idea was to make cake in the pressure cooker. It turned out&amp;nbsp;wonderfully. It was a somewhat healthy chocolate cake with Mommy-made icing on top. It was amazing!!! It was more like chocolate fudge because of the texture, but it was still really good anyways. Mommy is now talking to a person in PLC to make sure that we have a slip at the dock (we do), in what Cole and I call Spantaliano (a mixture of Spanish and&amp;nbsp;Italian).&amp;nbsp;Tomorrow&amp;nbsp;we will be leaving for PLC, and on the&amp;nbsp;twelfth&amp;nbsp;I&amp;#39;m going to meet the girl on the boat Someday Came. I am so excited. Her name is Caroline, we do the exact same homeschooling, and will sail with&amp;nbsp;each other&amp;nbsp;all the way to Australia and New Zealand! I am really excited to meet her. I&amp;#39;ll write about our trip, and meeting Caroline in a couple days, but for now that&amp;#39;s all. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I am writing in Tortuga right now, but since I don&amp;#39;t have internet&amp;nbsp;connection,&amp;nbsp;it will be sent in PLC.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-8741801258775129667?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/8741801258775129667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=8741801258775129667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8741801258775129667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8741801258775129667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-trip-from-blanquilla-to-tortuga.html' title='Our trip from Blanquilla to Tortuga'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-8455992858303357765</id><published>2008-10-05T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:42:21.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Two or Three Days</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to my first beach fire! It was so much fun. After &lt;br&gt;snorkeling with Indi, we went to another boat with kids we know called Free &lt;br&gt;Will, to ask if they wanted to come help us find fire wood on the beach. The &lt;br&gt;kids said they would, so we all went ashore. Collecting the wood lasted only &lt;br&gt;about 20 minutes before we all decided to go swimming. After we went back to &lt;br&gt;our boats, we had dinner and then went to light the fire. We brought candy &lt;br&gt;necklaces for all the kids, paper plates, and a torch to light the fire. &lt;br&gt;Indi brought marshmallows!!  The marshmallows were so good! We all ran &lt;br&gt;around the beach and looked for sticks as we waited for the fire to cool &lt;br&gt;down a bit. Once we all had a stick, we feasted on marshmallows and candy &lt;br&gt;necklaces. We had hoped that more boats would come, but it ended up to be &lt;br&gt;only the boats that helped look for fire wood: us, Indi and Free Will. After &lt;br&gt;we finished the marshmallows, we went on a hunt for huge hermit crabs (not &lt;br&gt;to catch them). They were really cool. We found about three on the beach. &lt;br&gt;The fire ended when the rain came, and everyone had to run to their boats to &lt;br&gt;shut hatches, but it was really fun.&lt;p&gt; We met two other boats! We met them in Blanquilla, since that&amp;#39;s still where &lt;br&gt;we are. They are both French and have one kid aboard. A 4 year-old girl, &lt;br&gt;named Dune lives on Igloo, and an 11 year-old boy named Remy, lives on &lt;br&gt;another boat (I don&amp;#39;t know how to spell or pronounce the name). Neither kid &lt;br&gt;speaks much English and Cole and I only speak a tiny bit of French, but we &lt;br&gt;can understand each other. Another catamaran with kids on it came in a &lt;br&gt;couple days ago, and we are probably going to invite them to go tubing with &lt;br&gt;us today. We haven&amp;#39;t met them yet.&lt;p&gt;The weather has been kind of yucky the past two days, but it looks as if it &lt;br&gt;is clearing up today. Daddy and Otis from Indi, caught a lobster two days &lt;br&gt;ago! It was small, but really yummy. We made lobster salad, and split it in &lt;br&gt;half between the two boats. Daddy and Otis tried to catch another one &lt;br&gt;yesterday, but had no luck. The idea was that it could be a snack before the &lt;br&gt;beach fire, but that never happened. Mommy&amp;#39;s making pancakes this morning. &lt;br&gt;Yummy! I&amp;#39;ve got to go eat breakfast. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-8455992858303357765?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/8455992858303357765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=8455992858303357765&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8455992858303357765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8455992858303357765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/past-two-or-three-days.html' title='The Past Two or Three Days'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3188470541864113171</id><published>2008-10-02T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:02:58.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blanquilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SOUM0qEEVNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/egeW6pmFbiU/s1600-h/Cammi+Cole+back+deck-778278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SOUM0qEEVNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/egeW6pmFbiU/s320/Cammi+Cole+back+deck-778278.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252618639181632722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Pinch and a punch (for anyone who has no clue what that means, it is just &lt;br&gt;something funny my grade did last year on the first day of every month). &lt;br&gt;Wow, I can&amp;#39;t believe that it is already October. The weather here hasn&amp;#39;t &lt;br&gt;changed much, but I know that in RI, you guys are probably wearing pants and &lt;br&gt;sweaters.  Anyways, so now we are in an island called Blanquilla. The only &lt;br&gt;inhabitants are donkeys (that remind us we have to go to bed every night at &lt;br&gt;8:00), and lots of plants (cactus&amp;#39; come into the story later). If &lt;br&gt;Independence was not with us, I would probably be very bored. As &lt;br&gt;entertainment yesterday, we all went to a bay called Americano Bay, named &lt;br&gt;after and American man, who lived here years ago. The bay is known for its&amp;#39; &lt;br&gt;amazing caves and snorkeling, and boy is that true. When we first came in on &lt;br&gt;the dinghy, we saw tons of really cool caves that we could take the dinghy &lt;br&gt;into. After seeing multiple caves we came around a little point. Around the &lt;br&gt;point were two small, but beautiful beaches. So we beached the dinghy and &lt;br&gt;swam for a while.   When we got bored of that, we all put on snorkel gear &lt;br&gt;and snorkeled underneath a really cool bridge made of rock. At first it was &lt;br&gt;scary. Swimming in the shade, where it was kind of hard to see, and rocks &lt;br&gt;came out of nowhere. Finally, I got used to it and had a great time. When we &lt;br&gt;got back to the beach we all climbed over the rocks to the second beach. It &lt;br&gt;was really cool until I stepped on a broken piece of a cactus and Mommy had &lt;br&gt;to pull it out of my foot. Next, we all swam around to the other beach &lt;br&gt;again. After playing for a while and watching Sammy, the little two &lt;br&gt;year-old, laugh his head off as he was thrown into the waves by his dad, we &lt;br&gt;decided it was time to go back to the boat. Yesterday was so much fun and I &lt;br&gt;can&amp;#39;t wait to go to Americano Bay again today, but before I go I must tell &lt;br&gt;you a couple more things. After catching two huge tuna on our way here, I am &lt;br&gt;totally fished out! I think that Mommy and Jenny on Indi, has made every &lt;br&gt;type of tuna possible. Of course, we had dinner on Indi two nights ago, so I &lt;br&gt;have tasted all of them. I don&amp;#39;t think I will be eating fish for another &lt;br&gt;week or so, unless it is the only thing we have (very unlikely)! Tonight or &lt;br&gt;Saturday we might leave for Venezuela. I&amp;#39;m very excited. Lunch is on! Gotta &lt;br&gt;go, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3188470541864113171?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3188470541864113171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3188470541864113171&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3188470541864113171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3188470541864113171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/10/blanquilla.html' title='Blanquilla'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SOUM0qEEVNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/egeW6pmFbiU/s72-c/Cammi+Cole+back+deck-778278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3517608947432544476</id><published>2008-09-26T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:19:23.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Beach/Sand dune Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SN1t-_X2pLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PZ6BmuReUjg/s1600-h/Cammi+blog+picture1-763766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SN1t-_X2pLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PZ6BmuReUjg/s320/Cammi+blog+picture1-763766.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250473669514667186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now we are officially in Los Testigos. There is a cute little town right off &lt;br&gt;our bow with about two or three houses. Independence successfully made it &lt;br&gt;into the harbor, last night around dinner time. So now that both boats are &lt;br&gt;together again, we decided to go on a little adventure to the sand dune. &lt;br&gt;Indi (Independence) were in an area that was really rolly, so they went to &lt;br&gt;re-set their anchor, while we started looking for a path near the village. &lt;br&gt;We came across a man who spoke only Spanish. So we spoke Spanish/English and &lt;br&gt;he spoke Spanish, and he finally figured out that we wanted to know if there &lt;br&gt;was a trail to the sand dune. He said kind of and showed us how to get &lt;br&gt;there. After pointing us in the right direction, he went back to his little &lt;br&gt;town and we started on the trail. For a while it was just a little path with &lt;br&gt;a couple plants sticking up here and there. About half way it started to get &lt;br&gt;a little rougher. &amp;#190; of the way it got pretty bad with lots of rocks, &lt;br&gt;cactuses, and plants we weren&amp;#39;t supposed to touch because they made you &lt;br&gt;itch. Finally, we could see the sand dune, which made us know that we were &lt;br&gt;still on the path. At last, we made it. The sand was about a zillion &lt;br&gt;degrees, and it was on a pretty good slope, that was hard to climb up. At &lt;br&gt;first I started to think that the hike was totally not worth it and this was &lt;br&gt;going to be super boring. But then I saw a path and decided to go down it. &lt;br&gt;When I got to the other side, my thoughts of the sand dune totally changed. &lt;br&gt;Before me was a huge beach/sand dune. For a while I climbed on the roots of &lt;br&gt;a tree with Cole and waited for Mommy and Daddy. Once they got there we all &lt;br&gt;went full blast into the perfectly clear water. The bottom was just sand, &lt;br&gt;and there were awesome waves, but no undertow. Soon Mommy and Daddy said &lt;br&gt;that we had to start heading back to the boat. Of course no one wanted to go &lt;br&gt;back on the trail, so we hoped that we might be able to get to the ocean and &lt;br&gt;swim back. Luckily, there was a path leading strait towards the ocean. There &lt;br&gt;were a bunch of rocks at first, but then it turned to sand. About half way &lt;br&gt;there, we saw the Indi crew walking on the path! We were so excited to see &lt;br&gt;them that after talking for a while (more like yelling) we decided to go &lt;br&gt;back and hang out for a while with them on the dune. After playing and &lt;br&gt;swimming some more, we had to go back. So we went down the trail and jumped &lt;br&gt;in the water. After swim/walking for a while it started to get deep and more &lt;br&gt;like a reef. So we found a floating piece of Styrofoam and put Sammy (the &lt;br&gt;two year- old on Indi) and Indi&amp;#39;s back pack. Soon we got to a place where we &lt;br&gt;could go ashore from rocks sticking out of the water. Then we found a little &lt;br&gt;goat trail to get back to the little village where we had both beached the &lt;br&gt;dinghies. Now we are back on the boat and Mommy is cooking a fish that Indi &lt;br&gt;gave us since they caught so many. Gotta go. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3517608947432544476?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3517608947432544476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3517608947432544476&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3517608947432544476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3517608947432544476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-beachsand-dune-adventure.html' title='Our Beach/Sand dune Adventure'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SN1t-_X2pLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PZ6BmuReUjg/s72-c/Cammi+blog+picture1-763766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-8444167549639684906</id><published>2008-09-25T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:46:36.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9/25/08</title><content type='html'>Today started with waking up at 4:30 am. I woke up to the sound of the &lt;br&gt;engines, and Daddy closing my hatch. First I freaked out, but then I &lt;br&gt;remembered that today is the day we sail to Los Testigos. (Los Testigos is a &lt;br&gt;bunch of small islands off of Venezuela. They are totally deserted except &lt;br&gt;for one, that has a coast guard station.) Our plan was to sail along side &lt;br&gt;Independence, one of our friends, all the way there. This all changed when &lt;br&gt;at about 4:45 am, they informed us over the radio that they were having &lt;br&gt;difficulty lifting their anchor (this is called a fowled anchor). Since our &lt;br&gt;goal was to get there before night came, we had to leave them in the harbor. &lt;br&gt;Since we had no success calling them over the SSB, or long distance radio, &lt;br&gt;we don&amp;#39;t know when they left, and how far behind us they are. Daddy guessed &lt;br&gt;about 4 hours. Any ways, when the sun finally rose, I could see that the &lt;br&gt;trip was going to be really calm with enough wind. Perfect weather for &lt;br&gt;sailing fast. The weather lasted for about half the trip. Then the wind &lt;br&gt;died, and we had to put up our light wind sail, the code zero. This sail is &lt;br&gt;absolutely huge, and is perfect in light winds (and blocking the sun, so you &lt;br&gt;get some shade). Cole and I soon got bored, and so we went to watch a movie. &lt;br&gt;On my way down, Daddy told me to run and get a water pump, bucket, and &lt;br&gt;sponge, because he overflowed the starboard water tank. So for the next half &lt;br&gt;an hour Cole and I mopped, pumped and sponged all the overflowed water. &lt;br&gt;Finally, I get to watch the movie. About fifteen minutes into the movie we &lt;br&gt;had to take the DVD out because Mommy&amp;#39;s computer (what we were watching the &lt;br&gt;movie on) had 9 minutes of battery power left. As soon as we went upstairs, &lt;br&gt;we were given sandwiches and yogurts for lunch. When I went outside to eat &lt;br&gt;on the trampoline, I was so happy to see Los Testigos, even though it was &lt;br&gt;really far away. Now, at 4:40 pm we are in between all the islands and 25 &lt;br&gt;minutes away from the anchorage. Daddy has to use the chart on the computer &lt;br&gt;now, so I have to go. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-8444167549639684906?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/8444167549639684906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=8444167549639684906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8444167549639684906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/8444167549639684906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/09/92508.html' title='9/25/08'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6280023276295974760</id><published>2008-09-24T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:08:36.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SNrklNOb7OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SybMkVZnbzw/s1600-h/IMG_1294-716482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SNrklNOb7OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SybMkVZnbzw/s320/IMG_1294-716482.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249759643510238434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;One of our favorite forms of entertainment is video chatting with our  &lt;br&gt;really close friends.  After we come back from a day full of  &lt;br&gt;watersports, we check on Skype to see who&amp;#39;s online.  Next, we connect  &lt;br&gt;with them online.  If they are able, we do a video chat.  This is when  &lt;br&gt;your screen is kind of like a television and you can see the people  &lt;br&gt;you are talking to.  Sometimes it&amp;#39;s really confusing when everyone  &lt;br&gt;talks at once or if you move really fast and then the screen gets  &lt;br&gt;fuzzy.  But, it&amp;#39;s really fun because it&amp;#39;s the closest thing to talking  &lt;br&gt;face-to-face.  I have been hoping to set up the computer and put it  &lt;br&gt;near the dinner table so we can eat dinner with our friends.  But  &lt;br&gt;momma and daddy don&amp;#39;t like that idea because it uses up all the  &lt;br&gt;laptop&amp;#39;s battery.  Daddy just said, &amp;quot;How much do you guys think I  &lt;br&gt;weigh?&amp;quot;  Cole said, &amp;quot;Six hundred and ninety nine pounds.&amp;quot;  Of course,  &lt;br&gt;we all know it was a mistake, but it was really funny.  He actually  &lt;br&gt;weighs 188 lbs.  That was kind of strange, totally off subject, but  &lt;br&gt;that&amp;#39;s OK.  For the next 2 weeks, we are going to be doing lots of  &lt;br&gt;sailing.  But, we are going to new places and out of Grenada, we have  &lt;br&gt;been for the past month.  Much longer than I ever thought we&amp;#39;d be  &lt;br&gt;here.  Today we started school really early so we could have a full  &lt;br&gt;day of playing with our friends on Beach Magic and Panache, since it&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;our last day with them.  I ended up doing extra school work since Cole  &lt;br&gt;was still going, but I still got to play for a long time.  I&amp;#39;ll  &lt;br&gt;probably send another blog in a couple days after we get to Los  &lt;br&gt;Testigos.  Bye to Laurianne, Max, Marshall and Parker!!!  We&amp;#39;ll miss  &lt;br&gt;you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6280023276295974760?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6280023276295974760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6280023276295974760&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6280023276295974760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6280023276295974760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/09/video-chat.html' title='Video Chat'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SNrklNOb7OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SybMkVZnbzw/s72-c/IMG_1294-716482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7744194096219286125</id><published>2008-09-16T19:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:25:21.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9/16/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;Today was a really fun day. I got up at around 7:30, and played my DS for a little while before Daddy came down to tell us to start school. Math&amp;nbsp;and history each took about half an hour to 20 minutes. Reading took a long time because I did two lesons, and finished my book. It was really good. In art history I read a chapter and drew a picture of a helmet. Finally for composition I finished my news article and put it on the blog. After school we had a great lunch of tuna casserole and lots of fruits. I was about to start a bracelet, when the kids from the boat Beach Magic drove up in their dinghy. They&amp;nbsp;said that they wanted us to come over to their boat, but when Daddy said that Max&amp;nbsp;was allowed to wind surf, that plan was canceled. So for a while we swam around and jumped off the back of the boat.&amp;nbsp;All of a sudden&amp;nbsp;we saw Panache&amp;nbsp;drive&amp;nbsp;into the anchorage. After a lot more swimming Cole went to Panache to ask the kids if they wanted to come over and swim. Of course, Cole came back with&amp;nbsp;both boys in the dinghy. When Max was done wind surfing,&amp;nbsp;we all jumped in&amp;nbsp;the dinghy to go tubing. It was so much fun.&amp;nbsp;Everyone decided to&amp;nbsp;just laugh at the people in the tube while they were in the dinghy, but Marshal and I decided to laughed at. After I went,&amp;nbsp;Parker, the driver of the dinghy, said that he was going to pull Marshal at full speed. He deffinitly did.&amp;nbsp;We were all laughing so hard&amp;nbsp;when he wiped out (more like flipped out). When we went back to Zen, Marshal and Parkers&amp;#39;&amp;nbsp;parents were there too. As soon as we got aboard, Mommy brought out a bunch of homemade pretzels. They were amazing! Before we knew it, it was 6:30, and everyone had to leave. Today was a great day.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7744194096219286125?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7744194096219286125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7744194096219286125&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7744194096219286125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7744194096219286125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/09/91608.html' title='9/16/08'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-623806609777217913</id><published>2008-09-16T18:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:58:14.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another School Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is another school project that I had to do. It is a newspaper article on the chocolate factory I wrote a blog about a while ago.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Belmont Plantation Chocolate Factory&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If you have ever wondered how or where chocolate is made, here are some of the answers. At the Belmont Plantation, in Grenada, chocolate is all anyone thinks about. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Starting 360 years ago, by the Swiss, sugar cane was grown. When the Swiss left, the French took over with coffee, then the British with nutmeg, and finally the Indian, who still own the plantation now, started chocolate. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;A while after the Indian took over, they started growing all different fruits and vegetables. All the new products were then distributed around the island.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Most visitors of the plantation agreed that it was a very educational event. Monique Burgess says &amp;quot;It was very educational, and I loved how everything is done by hand.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;When you come to plantation you can first be given a tour, and watch a quick movie on how the chocolate is made. After the film is done you are given a free sample of the chocolate, and an opportunity to get your own bar.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&amp;quot;The chocolate is awesome,&amp;quot; says Cole Burgess &amp;quot;and I have never seen so many different fruits and vegetables.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-623806609777217913?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/623806609777217913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=623806609777217913&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/623806609777217913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/623806609777217913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-school-project.html' title='Another School Project'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7998299649881732318</id><published>2008-09-07T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:28:14.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather in the Tobago Cays</title><content type='html'>If you looked at our main blog, you would have seen the weather chart of the &lt;br&gt;hurricanes. If you read the actual blog, you would know that we are NOT &lt;br&gt;going to get hit by one. Even though we are not in a hurricane, we are in &lt;br&gt;twenty five knots of wind with thirty knot gusts, pouring rain for the whole &lt;br&gt;day, and a huge current. Weather down here sounds great doesn&amp;#39;t it (ha ha)! &lt;br&gt;Despite the weather Cole, me and the kids on the boat Cataway (Nick and &lt;br&gt;Tim), went to the beach to go exploring. In the pelting rain the four of us &lt;br&gt;went on all the trails and little paths possible. Finally, we decided that &lt;br&gt;we were absolutely freezing, and that we should go jump in the water, which &lt;br&gt;was surprisingly warm. We swam for a while, until Nick and Tim&amp;#39;s dad came to &lt;br&gt;pick us up. When we got to Cataway we decided that we were way to cold to &lt;br&gt;get out of the water, so we swam for about an hour. Tim came up with the &lt;br&gt;idea to try and swim through the two hulls and to get to the bow of the &lt;br&gt;boat. It was really hard with a good current, rain, and waves smashing on &lt;br&gt;us, but we finally got through. We went back and forth about three times &lt;br&gt;until the current go too strong, and we gave up and got out of the water to &lt;br&gt;dry off. Since the weather was not getting any better we settled on playing &lt;br&gt;their PS3 (a game you play that is connected to a TV). When we got bored of &lt;br&gt;that we played the electronic game of Life. It was really fun. We didn&amp;#39;t &lt;br&gt;play until the end, but Nick won with the most money. After that we played &lt;br&gt;the PS3 again for only a couple minutes until we had to go back to Zen. As &lt;br&gt;it is getting darker, the white caps on the waves aren&amp;#39;t as clear, but I &lt;br&gt;know they won&amp;#39;t be gone until late tonight when the squall has passed. Daddy &lt;br&gt;says that we have great weather coming our way in the next couple of days. &lt;br&gt;Now I just half to wait. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7998299649881732318?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7998299649881732318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7998299649881732318&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7998299649881732318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7998299649881732318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/09/weather-in-tobago-cays.html' title='Weather in the Tobago Cays'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-708905681751225866</id><published>2008-08-26T12:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:03:06.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppies and Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'"&gt;I've been meaning to write this blog ever since we went ashore in Greneda. There are now two puppies and two mothers. Both puppies belong to one mother. The other mother had two little girl puppies until yesterday. We were all on the boat and Cole and I were playing with the puppies, when a car drove up and parked&amp;nbsp;in front&amp;nbsp;of the boat. A woman got out and said, "You two kids look like you have been playing with the puppies here so I was wondering if you could help me. I was looking for a little girl puppy". Then Mommy and Daddy came down off the boat with us and the three adults started talking. In the mean time Cole and I kept playing with the puppies until Mommy told us to come say hi. The woman's name is Jenny and she is the owner of a foundation for saving stray dogs. Both Cole and I knew the person must be nice, so we went and got the little girl puppy like she had asked. Once we got the puppy, we told Jenny that we had named her Amanda. She said that the woman that would be buying the puppy wasn't American, so she probably wouldn't keep Amanda's name, but that she would let her know. By that time Amanda's little sister, Jelly Bean, had come up and was walking around our feet with her momma. Jenny looked down and noticed the little puppy. She picked her up and looked at her gums. Jenny said that Jelly Bean was sick and that she would love it if we could give her some medicine while we were here. We automatically said yes. In r&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'"&gt;eturn she offered Momma some&amp;nbsp;vegetables&amp;nbsp;from her garden. Mommy said that she would love that, so Jenny said she would stop by later to drop off the vegetables and medicine for Jelly Bean. After Jenny left Momma, Cole, and I went back to the house while Daddy stayed on the boat a little while longer. When he got back he said that Jenny still hadn't come back. After dinner and desert we all went to bed. The next morning (today) we woke up, started school, and Daddy left for the boat. About twenty minutes after Daddy left, he radioed us. He said that there was a "special package". The package we soon found out was from Jenny. There was a note inside that he read to us, it said something on the lines of: Here is a ton of vegetables I thought you would like. You will not find the puppy medicine because I have taken the puppy to my house and will care for it there. Have a great time, Jenny. We were all very happy that she had taken Jelly Bean to her house because she would get better sooner there. &amp;nbsp;We all hope that Jelly Bean will get better soon. As for the other two puppies, we named one very lively girl puppy Betty, and her crazy brother, Rody. Betty and Rody come to Zen every day and hang out in the shade, under the two hulls. Cole and I both wish that we could take Betty or Rody with us, but we know the answer of Mommy and Daddy: no. Oh if you are wondering, the dog in the picture is Amanda.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height="480" width="435" apple-width="yes" apple-height="yes" src="cid:5311D4F4-CCE2-450E-8AD4-C1D8376A960F@lan"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'m going to go read now, bye!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-708905681751225866?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/708905681751225866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=708905681751225866&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/708905681751225866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/708905681751225866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/08/puppies-and-dogs.html' title='Puppies and Dogs'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-4556090950744763116</id><published>2008-08-22T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:35:55.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeschooling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a big review day. I reviewed all of my subjects for a test that we will have&amp;nbsp;tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;We&amp;nbsp;already&amp;nbsp;had our math test two days ago since we are ahead in math. When we finished the test, Mommy gave Cole and I chocolate cake since ti was our first big test. The cake was&amp;nbsp;originally&amp;nbsp;for celebrating a full month on the boat, but since we had extra, we were allowed to have some. For our next test Mommy is going to do something different since the cake is gone. Anyway, I am really prepared for my science part of the test because I studied for two hours on it today. I am most scared for history because I have to remember a lot of people and I am not very good at that. Oh well, I will find out how I did in a couple of weeks (or months), whenever Calvert sends us our grades.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is what I am doing in the rest of my subjects on a regular day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spelling:&amp;nbsp; On Thursday Cole and I did our chapter three post-test and today we did chapter four. Spelling is not all that interesting for me and I just fly through it. Not much is going on in spelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Science: I really like science.&amp;nbsp;I get to do really cool experiments (when we have all the stuff we need). Also, when Cole has an experiment to do, we wait untill recess and do the experiment together. One time that we had to improvise for materials was when we tried to use gum instead of clay to hold up a penny in vinagar. It didn't work very well, so we abandoned that experiment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History: In history I am just kind of reviewing all of the stuff I did last year. Most of it is easy because I allready learned all of it, but some of the&amp;nbsp;discussion&amp;nbsp;questions are a challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geography: I was really excited when I first found out that I had geography because I have never done it before. I like some parts but other parts I don't. The parts I don't like is the vocabulary words. There is so many and I have to memorize all of them for the test! The parts I do like is that I am learning a lot about things we have or are getting on the boat. Some of the things are maps, wind generators, and solar panels.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading: I love to read. Right now I am reading The Swiss Family Robinson. It is a really great book. Some of the words in it I have never heard before in my whole life, but I look them up in &amp;nbsp;the dictionary (luckily we got a dictionary from Calvert Homeschoolings' program). I am also reading Selected Poems by Emily Dickinson. Poetry questions are kind of boring, but I like reading the poems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math: Math is different every day. One day I might be&amp;nbsp;multiplying&amp;nbsp;decimals, and the next I am doing mental math (mental math is when you there is word problems in the book and you can't use paper to figure it out, not my favorite thing to do in Math).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Composition: In composition I wrote the story called A Surprise Audition which I posted on the blog&amp;nbsp;already.&amp;nbsp;Also, I just finished a poem that will also be sent in with my test. Oh and if you want me to post me poem you have to tell me, because I don't know if it is very good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that is everything I am doing in homeschooling. I'm going to go to the pool now, bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img height="800" width="604" apple-width="yes" apple-height="yes" src="cid:2AD0C95F-6439-47B8-AEE0-DFD8F402E553@lan"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-4556090950744763116?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/4556090950744763116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=4556090950744763116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4556090950744763116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/4556090950744763116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/08/homeschooling.html' title='Homeschooling'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-7956660610422096505</id><published>2008-08-18T13:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:48:31.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The City Of Ember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The City Or Ember by Jeanne DuPrau was a really exciting book. It was about a town that is underground. Two kids, Lina and Doon, set off to find a brighter world than their own (our world). &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One day in the city of Ember, while Lina was doing her messaging job, she found out that her best friend had supplies that hadn&amp;#39;t existed for years. Lina became supiscous and told her friend Doon about what she saw. A couple days later she found something that said &amp;quot;instructions&amp;quot;. She could not read all of the instructions because it had been torn and weathered, so she went to her friend who could. After deciphering most of the instructions, Lina and Doon set off to&amp;nbsp;find the &amp;quot;bright world&amp;quot;. They found out the journey was to long to do in one day, so they had to wait for the next day to complete their search. Since it illegal to venture out of Ember, Doon and Lina were being searched for when they started off the next day. Luckily they both got away and found the knew world. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The book ends when Lina and Doon throw legible instructions down to Ember on how to get to the &amp;quot;bright world&amp;quot;, from the &amp;quot;bright world&amp;quot;. It was a really amazing&amp;nbsp;book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-7956660610422096505?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/7956660610422096505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=7956660610422096505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7956660610422096505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/7956660610422096505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/08/city-of-ember.html' title='The City Of Ember'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-660880725702461678</id><published>2008-08-18T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:21:01.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Surprise Audition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a school project that I am doing and will be sent in with my test. Please tell me if you like it!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Bye Tory!&amp;quot; I yelled as I jumped in my Mom&amp;#39;s car at school pick up. It was a Monday and I was getting ready for my dance class. It had been a regular day, and I had no idea what a surprise there would be for me that evening. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As my Mom dropped me off at the corner of the street, she told me to have a great class. I ran into the hot and sticky dressing-room to get changed into my leotard and tights. After chatting for a while with my friends we tip-toed into the studio to stretch. My teacher, Miss Karla, wasn&amp;#39;t there yet, so I knew something different was going to happen that class.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Finally, Miss Karla came in and took attendance. By then I had warmed up and was ready to dance. As usual someone was absent. Miss Karla looked worried that not everyone was there. This was very strange. Next she told us to line up from shortest to tallest. I was very excited because I thought we were going to start our dance. Miss Karla then proceeded to walk us into the Grand Studio. Once there the Director told us to do all types of different combinations.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After two hours of dancing we were dismissed to our conditioning class. I heard whispers all around me wondering what we had just done. Before we left Miss Karla told the class to go to the Grand Studio. &amp;quot;Class&amp;quot; she said &amp;quot;you just auditioned for Swan Lake&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Two weeks later I got a letter in the mail, that said I had been excepted into the performance. I was shocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-660880725702461678?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/660880725702461678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=660880725702461678&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/660880725702461678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/660880725702461678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/08/surprise-audition.html' title='A Surprise Audition'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-5799680371115754010</id><published>2008-08-10T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T09:47:27.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tobago Cays</title><content type='html'>Today we arrived in the Tobago Cays. Yesterday we had to leave after dinner&lt;br&gt;so that when we got to the Cays the sun wouldn&amp;#39;t be in our face and we would&lt;br&gt;be able to see the reefs. The wind was really light so we put up our new&lt;br&gt;sail. It was huge! It looked like a spinaker, but a lot lighter. Cole and I&lt;br&gt;set up beds for ourselves in the salon so that we could sleep there as we&lt;br&gt;were sailing. I fell asleep at around nine and woke up at about seven-thirty&lt;br&gt;and saw the island. We anchored at around eight. As soon as I saw where we&lt;br&gt;were going to anchor I was amazed at how many catamarans there were. I&lt;br&gt;counted 13 cats. Once we were settled Daddy jumped in the glass clear water&lt;br&gt;to check the anchor. Then he told Cole and me to come in and look at all the&lt;br&gt;fish he saw. There is also a little reef really close to the boat that we&lt;br&gt;swam to and saw a turtle! It basically took us on a tour of the reef. When&lt;br&gt;it started to swim away Daddy, Cole and I went back to the boat to get Mommy&lt;br&gt;so she could see all the fish. Before we even got to the boat a huge&lt;br&gt;stingray swam underneath us. It was awesome! After a little while I didn&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;see anything else interesting so I got out of the water and played with my&lt;br&gt;piano for a while. Then Daddy saw a catamaran with a wind generator, and&lt;br&gt;since he is on a hunt for one he and Cole dinghy&amp;#39;d over to the boat to check&lt;br&gt;it out. It ended up to be the exact one that Daddy wanted, so the owner of&lt;br&gt;the boat said that Daddy could come over tomorrow and get on board to&lt;br&gt;measure it. I don&amp;#39;t really care, but Daddy is very excited. For lunch Mama&lt;br&gt;told us that she wasn&amp;#39;t going to make anything so we she gave us chips and&lt;br&gt;salsa instead. I&amp;#39;m going to go eat lunch. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-5799680371115754010?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/5799680371115754010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=5799680371115754010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5799680371115754010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/5799680371115754010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/08/tobago-cays.html' title='Tobago Cays'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-3531637181535358333</id><published>2008-08-07T13:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:10:26.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8/6/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SJssgoQ1zII/AAAAAAAAAGM/mZVV-gzhWig/s1600-h/cammipark-726843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SJssgoQ1zII/AAAAAAAAAGM/mZVV-gzhWig/s320/cammipark-726843.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231824331196451970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most exciting thing today was meeting another cruising catamaran! Onboard was two boys, both older than Cole and I. While we were there Cole and Nick, the younger boy, did Garage Band, the exact thing Cole is doing right now. Other than that here is my&amp;nbsp;day. This morning I woke up and finished my book, So You Want To Be A Wizard. Then at around seven I started math. It took me a while to finish it, but I got it done. At around eleven Mommy and Daddy went ashore to pick up the doctor. He was coming to look at Mommy&amp;#39;s elbo. A couple minutes later Mom and Dad took the doctor back ashore while Cole and I stayed on the boat and finished school. Once I was done I helped Cole finish. It had seemed like a really long time since Mommy and Daddy left the boat, but as soon as I said it a dingy that looked just like ours started to come into view. As the dingy got closer we realized that it was two boys in the dingy and it wasn&amp;#39;t our dingy. They came up to the boat and said that they were suposed to pick us up, and that our parents were on thier boat. I freaked for a second, but then I realized that I had seen their dingy next to a boat on the dock. After they picked us up and took us to their boat we hung out their for a while so that the parents could talk. When we left their boat we went to lunch and they went to a beach. After lunch wwe went back to the boat. Then Daddy went&amp;nbsp;windsurfing for a while. I jumped in the water with him to swim for a couple minutes, but I got stung by something so I jumped out. When Daddy finished windsurfing we went in to the dock to meet Cataway so that we could dingy over to the place that we were going to have dinner. When we got there&amp;nbsp;the people&amp;nbsp;that tell you where to sit said that they didn&amp;#39;t have enough room for eight, so we headed back to the marina and had dinner at the same place we had lunch.&amp;nbsp;After I finished I went to hang&amp;nbsp;out with Cole and Nick. After talking for a little while I fell asleep. When we had to go Cole woke me up by screeming in my ear. As soon as I laid down in my bed on the boat I fell right asleep. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-3531637181535358333?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/3531637181535358333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=3531637181535358333&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3531637181535358333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/3531637181535358333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/08/8608.html' title='8/6/08'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SJssgoQ1zII/AAAAAAAAAGM/mZVV-gzhWig/s72-c/cammipark-726843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-6309802624138149200</id><published>2008-08-06T17:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:54:46.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7/31/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;Today was very eventful. The day started in Mamora Bay at a resort. At about four that morning there was a really loud thunder and lightning storm. Cole and I both woke up and hung out for a while until the storm quieted down a bit and we were able to fall back asleep. After doing a math lesson at around 9 am, we started for English harbor to get a couple things we forgot back at home. It was such a short ride (30 min.) that we didn&amp;#39;t even put the sails up. As soon as we got out of the little bay we were in, we saw three different dolphins. They were really big! They did a show of flips and jumps out of the waves for us. Also they liked to swim under the two hulls and jump under the boat. I really liked watching them. Once at English Harbor we docked. Mommy, Cole and I had to dingy in to the dock on the other side of the harbour to check out of customs. When we got back to the boat, Daddy had been talking to this guy with really good food, so we bought lunch from him. It was great. Mommy even let us get ice cream! After Daddy got the packages we needed we started for Falmouth Harbour ( where we are now). I read my book underneath the boom on the deck above the salon for the whole ride. It was also really short, so we motored the whole way. When we got to Falmouth we had to go grocery shopping. It took us under an hour to get all of the stuff we needed! After putting all of the groceries on board Daddy had to go return the car that we had borrowed. When he got back me, Cole and Mommy had finished putting away and cleaning all groceries so we all went for a quick swim. I can&amp;#39;t believe my day started with a thunder storm&amp;nbsp;and ended with an awesome dinner that Mommy just finished making, and is serving right now. I am starving, so I&amp;#39;m going to go eat dinner. Bye!&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261647442104220103-6309802624138149200?l=sailingzencammi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/feeds/6309802624138149200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1261647442104220103&amp;postID=6309802624138149200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6309802624138149200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261647442104220103/posts/default/6309802624138149200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sailingzencammi.blogspot.com/2008/08/73108.html' title='7/31/08'/><author><name>The Burgess Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10985153145888587628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_79LODAWSPzc/SBpH2-V2fDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9vW7-QH4XV0/S220/DSC02681.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261647442104220103.post-9131584264409628744</id><published>2008-07-28T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T14:50:38.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell's Gate, Hiking and Snorkeling</title><content type='html'>Today we went to this other island with lots of really loud birds. I have no &lt;br&gt;clue what the island is called, but it is 45 minutes away from Long Island &lt;br&gt;(where we just were). There is no people on the island since it is so small. &lt;br&gt;There is also two super tiny islands right next to it. Also, the water here &lt;br&gt;is really clear and you can see the bottom in 13 feet of water.&lt;p&gt;            After we anchored we went in on the dingy to this little island &lt;br&gt;called Hell&amp;#39;s Gate. When you first look at it, it looks really scary with &lt;br&gt;jagged rocks. Mommy, Cole and I ended up climbing to the bridge type thing. &lt;br&gt;We had to climb through a hole that had a snake type animal living in it. I &lt;br&gt;luckily did not see it, but Cole and Mommy did. While we walked to the rock &lt;br&gt;bridge you had to step on grass, and it looked like you were going to fall &lt;br&gt;through. Going down was also pretty scary, but we got to walk through water &lt;br&gt;to get to the dingy where Daddy was taking pictures. It was so cool.&lt;p&gt;            Next we went the island we anchored in front of to hike. When we &lt;br&gt;got to the beach Mommy realized that her camera had run out of battery, so &lt;br&gt;Daddy had to go back to the boat while Cole, Mommy and I stayed at the beach &lt;br&gt;and swam. When Daddy came back we started our hike up a little path. It &lt;br&gt;didn&amp;#39;t take long to get the top. Once there we saw two huge blow holes. I &lt;br&gt;really liked looking down into them and see the water splashing around in &lt;br&gt;the bottom. The trail went farther so we kept going and saw the other side &lt;br&gt;of the island. Then we went back down to go snorkeling.&lt;p&gt;            As soon as we got back to the beach Cole and I took off our &lt;br&gt;shoes and sunglasses and replaced them with flippers and masks. We swam &lt;br&gt;around and waited for Mommy and Daddy to get their stuff on and then we &lt;br&gt;started to swim towards the reef. Their wasn&amp;#39;t tons of fish but we did see &lt;br&gt;some. Daddy swam up to this one fish and stuck his hand out and the fish &lt;br&gt;moved back. When he took his hand away the fish came closer. Daddy did this &lt;br&gt;for a little while to make Cole and I laugh. It was really funny.  On some &lt;br&gt;parts you had to wait for a wave to come and carry you over the coral &lt;br&gt;because it was so high.&lt;p&gt;            Finally we swam back to the dingy. We went back to the boat to &lt;br&gt;rinse off and now we are motoring back to Long Island so we can go to dinner &lt;br&gt;their. I&amp;#39;m going to go sit on the trampoline. Bye!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;This email is via satalite phone.  Please do not send any attachements. &lt;br&gt;Please reply with your email only.  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