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Posts tagged as “L.J. Wallace”

Speaking of Speed Skiffs

An issue or two ago here on the pages of L.I.B.W., I wrote of my fondness and appreciation for sportfishing boats. They remain my favorites in what I call “Big Boats”, meaning up to 60 or so feet. Beyond that length, I’m not much interested…

Old Ironsides

Every year around this time, the following “article” makes the rounds through various social media outlets:The USS Constitution (“Old Ironsides”) as a combat vessel carried 48,600 gallons of fresh water for her crew of 475 officers and men. This was sufficient to last six months…

Weathering Life

The period from 1630 to 1730 is considered the golden age of piracy and Rhode Island was a major haven for buccaneers. The wars between England, Holland, and France gave rise to privateers who were licensed by their respective governments to raid enemy shipping. This…

The Wonders of Water

“Water, water, everywhere, and all the boards did shrink; Water, water everywhere, nor any drop to drink.”-The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge It’s a simple three-atom molecule element that covers three-fourths of the earth’s surface at depthsup to 6-1/2 miles deep.…

Speaking of the Sea…

There is nothing on Earth that has inspired more soul felt scribbling than the sea. Whether stormy or calm, arctic or tropical; back when under sail or now with engine hum, there’s just something about the sea that leads to transcendent thoughts and emotions put…

An Oceanic Treasure Chest

More than two centuries ago, John Adams proclaimed, “The sea and it’s treasures are the common property of all men.” At that time, the entire world population was barely 800 million. Today it hovers around 8 billion souls. Could the treasure to support such population…

Fish, Fire & Foil

If you’re like me, you fire up the grill all year round, but at least twice as often during these warmer months. Keeping cooking heat outdoors is one reason during these Dog Days, but moreover, I think it’s those warmer months that inspire us to…

A Bucket of Shrimp

It happened every Friday evening, almost without fail, when the sun resembled a giant orange orb dipping into the sapphire blue ocean, and the light flickered off the small scudding wavelets like the glint of hard diamonds.As predictably as the tides, Old Ed came strolling…