<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3172247768445571154</id><updated>2024-09-04T17:53:22.165-07:00</updated><category term="Sunrise"/><category term="water"/><category term="Cayman Islands"/><category term="Caymen Islands"/><category term="Jenevive"/><category term="Southern Stingrays"/><category term="Treasure"/><category term="Venezuelan Government"/><category term="boat"/><category term="compass"/><category term="diving"/><category term="graceful"/><category term="leathery skin"/><category term="lost"/><category term="military jail"/><category term="ocean"/><category term="peaceful"/><category term="quite"/><category term="reminder"/><category term="sail"/><category term="scuba diving"/><category term="shellfish"/><category term="siren"/><category term="smile"/><category term="smooth"/><category term="supplies"/><category term="thoughts"/><category term="tickets"/><category term="visit"/><category term="world"/><category term="worms"/><title type='text'>Eduardo&#39;s Compass</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eduardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283199733211206354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172247768445571154.post-8003237407486838850</id><published>2008-08-06T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T08:09:59.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weathering the Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4Vydnrh6C_ht51A_Zhb71WZMTuLlD17stMomVU4XRijiBrcQqssITgVtChyphenhyphenn-lvuf3DA_hH0IQGeElk6uhHSFSIImtczMexIxEkjuCvrZYlhlzdaLqf6knYNLRavO2KA1W0kyhiTaeFI/s1600-h/hurricane.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4Vydnrh6C_ht51A_Zhb71WZMTuLlD17stMomVU4XRijiBrcQqssITgVtChyphenhyphenn-lvuf3DA_hH0IQGeElk6uhHSFSIImtczMexIxEkjuCvrZYlhlzdaLqf6knYNLRavO2KA1W0kyhiTaeFI/s320/hurricane.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231422051307537906&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;&quot;  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today was another beautiful day on the open sea. The sailing was clear and calm... how deceptive the ocean can be. Just before dusk a &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Squall&quot;&gt;squall&lt;/a&gt; exploded on us like a creeping assassin. It just materialized like the magician nature is. The next moments were filled with chaos. Thank God I was sailing with people of experience otherwise something terrible could have happened. Even with everyone working frantically we barely tied everything down in time. When the necessary work was done the rest of the men went down below to listen to the news, me- I tied myself to the mast and stood the storm, facing death and laughing. Not more then two hours later the sea was calm again, as was I, and the water damage rendered by the storm was hidden below the waves. What a beautiful concept that truly is. The men later told me that the only news of storms was a hurricane that hit Texas earlier that day. The hurricane&#39;s name was hurricane &lt;a href=&quot;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7543144.stm&quot;&gt;Edouard&lt;/a&gt;, it seems an almost humorous coincidence.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/feeds/8003237407486838850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3172247768445571154/8003237407486838850' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default/8003237407486838850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default/8003237407486838850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/2008/08/weathering-storm.html' title='Weathering the Storm'/><author><name>Eduardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283199733211206354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4Vydnrh6C_ht51A_Zhb71WZMTuLlD17stMomVU4XRijiBrcQqssITgVtChyphenhyphenn-lvuf3DA_hH0IQGeElk6uhHSFSIImtczMexIxEkjuCvrZYlhlzdaLqf6knYNLRavO2KA1W0kyhiTaeFI/s72-c/hurricane.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172247768445571154.post-5555203696937339229</id><published>2008-07-15T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T09:42:42.439-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jenevive"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ocean"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sail"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="siren"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sunrise"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thoughts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tickets"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="visit"/><title type='text'>The visiting siren...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDQ48zAwQqi0P4tV_-wVl6na_Hr6vZ9l-ZEge9lM3p621VqWZ__QOSWDbz0ZUaTqc_dLUmG2uPIqi0VfqvFaZMJQ3z5F6lsX9apo3RNNaSt8hxsp_JmDpWnX3Hu282VlMlbYpm1DdFV3E7/s1600-h/EduardoSunsetPost4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDQ48zAwQqi0P4tV_-wVl6na_Hr6vZ9l-ZEge9lM3p621VqWZ__QOSWDbz0ZUaTqc_dLUmG2uPIqi0VfqvFaZMJQ3z5F6lsX9apo3RNNaSt8hxsp_JmDpWnX3Hu282VlMlbYpm1DdFV3E7/s320/EduardoSunsetPost4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223270742540449826&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t have asked for a better day.  My querida Jenevive came for a visit.  She had been experiencing a tough time at home and wanted to get away.  So I bought her tickets and we set out to sail in the ocean.  We were under the sun all day.  Making her skin a luscious golden caramel.  Jenevive’s beautiful voice was like a siren.  We held each another, not wanting the day to end.  The sun set and Jenevive became quiet and still.  She stared at the dock and land.  I wondered what was on her mind but did not ask.  Did she enjoy the day as much as me?  &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I was concerned but want to know – when is the right time to interrupt a person’s thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/feeds/5555203696937339229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3172247768445571154/5555203696937339229' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default/5555203696937339229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default/5555203696937339229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/2008/07/visiting-siren.html' title='The visiting siren...'/><author><name>Eduardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283199733211206354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDQ48zAwQqi0P4tV_-wVl6na_Hr6vZ9l-ZEge9lM3p621VqWZ__QOSWDbz0ZUaTqc_dLUmG2uPIqi0VfqvFaZMJQ3z5F6lsX9apo3RNNaSt8hxsp_JmDpWnX3Hu282VlMlbYpm1DdFV3E7/s72-c/EduardoSunsetPost4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172247768445571154.post-5530181450416548199</id><published>2008-07-02T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T09:41:41.272-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cayman Islands"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="graceful"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="leathery skin"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scuba diving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shellfish"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smooth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Southern Stingrays"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="water"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="worms"/><title type='text'>My time with stingrays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtGy5ax39fhq-CnzCm_zjiBfNxc_E5cJMwPcfOGIhA9S1Q8svquu4VEnWXMkqLy6JFseEtAaz2XunwpovDr4D0gOe-fBH2nRx7nF3IiAncZuICMYVJPmIdaN1-S6gcBCrhhpIjsDSo7DLH/s1600-h/EduardoStingrayNotUsed.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtGy5ax39fhq-CnzCm_zjiBfNxc_E5cJMwPcfOGIhA9S1Q8svquu4VEnWXMkqLy6JFseEtAaz2XunwpovDr4D0gOe-fBH2nRx7nF3IiAncZuICMYVJPmIdaN1-S6gcBCrhhpIjsDSo7DLH/s320/EduardoStingrayNotUsed.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218505484812344770&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw Southern Stingrays during my scuba diving trip in the Cayman Islands.  They are such graceful creatures.  Stingrays float gently in the water and have a friendly disposition.  I couldn’t help but reach out and touch the smooth, leathery skin.  The creature was gliding across the sand as it fed on small shellfish and worms.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;If you had the chance, would you go scuba diving with stingrays?&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/feeds/5530181450416548199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3172247768445571154/5530181450416548199' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default/5530181450416548199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default/5530181450416548199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-time-with-stingrays.html' title='My time with stingrays...'/><author><name>Eduardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283199733211206354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtGy5ax39fhq-CnzCm_zjiBfNxc_E5cJMwPcfOGIhA9S1Q8svquu4VEnWXMkqLy6JFseEtAaz2XunwpovDr4D0gOe-fBH2nRx7nF3IiAncZuICMYVJPmIdaN1-S6gcBCrhhpIjsDSo7DLH/s72-c/EduardoStingrayNotUsed.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172247768445571154.post-2162857086657756759</id><published>2008-06-26T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T09:40:57.526-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="boat"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="peaceful"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quite"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reminder"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smile"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sunrise"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="supplies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="water"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="world"/><title type='text'>Always on my mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlX-kRBvc6lpZZg1hvZWu7ziwRS8Ckna46CsLD4Gj1gh6CRdPVrLYXZHVSix-8fL8xFwdNci3QFCSS8_AQtUrpJQzZabDeNKJx580ZZcaFNOBq7qfDZZn9jyrAyoj1RgDp9Rd4_lswU15N/s1600-h/EduardoSunrisePost2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlX-kRBvc6lpZZg1hvZWu7ziwRS8Ckna46CsLD4Gj1gh6CRdPVrLYXZHVSix-8fL8xFwdNci3QFCSS8_AQtUrpJQzZabDeNKJx580ZZcaFNOBq7qfDZZn9jyrAyoj1RgDp9Rd4_lswU15N/s320/EduardoSunrisePost2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216311581025355090&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always on my mind...  Today, I watched the sunrise shine across the water as I was loading up the boat with supplies.  The entire time I thought of my Jenevive and her stunning smile.  She and I loved watching a morning sunrise; when the world is so peaceful and quiet.  It always reminds me of her.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;What reminds you of someone you love?&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/feeds/2162857086657756759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3172247768445571154/2162857086657756759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default/2162857086657756759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default/2162857086657756759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/2008/06/always-on-my-mind.html' title='Always on my mind...'/><author><name>Eduardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283199733211206354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlX-kRBvc6lpZZg1hvZWu7ziwRS8Ckna46CsLD4Gj1gh6CRdPVrLYXZHVSix-8fL8xFwdNci3QFCSS8_AQtUrpJQzZabDeNKJx580ZZcaFNOBq7qfDZZn9jyrAyoj1RgDp9Rd4_lswU15N/s72-c/EduardoSunrisePost2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3172247768445571154.post-6375700335348062085</id><published>2008-06-23T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T09:40:32.167-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Caymen Islands"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="compass"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="diving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lost"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="military jail"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Treasure"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Venezuelan Government"/><title type='text'>If I were a character in a story. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmX5vtBoCzxBH7cyujNu39eXB69WsCm-wXnWO3UtklKXmneuc1UM5bwvoiHtp14m3fd7A8lpu9OTptOMjZBH_ove00dq43Kjuqu1tQuCHkVC2BKpysPWsM9leIof1nqNcIe8dbtgR-lrJt/s1600-h/EduardoShipCompassPost1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmX5vtBoCzxBH7cyujNu39eXB69WsCm-wXnWO3UtklKXmneuc1UM5bwvoiHtp14m3fd7A8lpu9OTptOMjZBH_ove00dq43Kjuqu1tQuCHkVC2BKpysPWsM9leIof1nqNcIe8dbtgR-lrJt/s320/EduardoShipCompassPost1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215493534106874578&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d have said it was time for the story to end, even though I’ve lead an exciting life.  I’ve been diving for treasure, thrown in a military jail for trying to overthrow the Venezuelan Government, and have recently been living in the gorgeous Caymen Islands.  I think I’ve finally found my compass in life.  She’ll make my life worth writing a new chapter.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Have you ever felt that all was lost, and then met your compass?&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/feeds/6375700335348062085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3172247768445571154/6375700335348062085' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default/6375700335348062085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3172247768445571154/posts/default/6375700335348062085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eduardosailor.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-i-were-character-in-story.html' title='If I were a character in a story. . .'/><author><name>Eduardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283199733211206354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmX5vtBoCzxBH7cyujNu39eXB69WsCm-wXnWO3UtklKXmneuc1UM5bwvoiHtp14m3fd7A8lpu9OTptOMjZBH_ove00dq43Kjuqu1tQuCHkVC2BKpysPWsM9leIof1nqNcIe8dbtgR-lrJt/s72-c/EduardoShipCompassPost1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>