Here’s what Francisco of orgonita.eu, our newest member of this navy, experienced in the sea along the Spanish coastline of the Bay of Biscay:
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Here’s how he looked on a more leisurely healing excursion where he lives, on the island of Menorca (same vessel):
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In a bit I’m going to invite other members of this unorganized orgonite-flinging force to post photos of their craft & I’ll do the same.
Welcome to the vasty deep, Fran!
~Don
Hi Don
very well the work you are doing is very much impressing,and your determination is quite encouraging.You made me to have a high dream and good vision of forging a head so as to have a new and progressive achievement. Really now we are busy gifting in Lake Victoria with a clear focus of making the whole Lake hazard free.
Life in Migingo is now favorable ,for agriculturally the Island of Ugingo is doing well, fishing is also going very well and even the water hyacinth is also getting a good control.
I thank our initiator Don ,Laurent Frode and others for standing firm with us and due to their effort ,we had managed to go this far.
Chris
Thanks for the update, Chris. The rest of us are ‘in the wake’ of what you guys are doing on the water in East Africa, of course [Image Can Not Be Found] and I think it’s fitting that the Luo people are the vanguard, since you’re fishermen.
Here’s a picture of your and Nicholas’ boat, for our readers:
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My photo program couldn’t flip the image right side up–sorry!
I love these African boats, which are quite seaworthy, spacious and resemble Arab dhows. I got a ride in one on the Nile with Kizira Ibrahim and Georg Ritschl and I’d love to travel with you on the lake, includling a visit to Ugingo and Migingo, to witness what you’ve all done–perhaps before long.
Francisco is going to post an exhaustive report pretty soon but we’ve been in touch and I have a bare outline of what he did. Meanwhile, he inspired me to do some more gifting in saltwater and this time I used my little Zodiac, which tucks into the back of my vehicle along with the motor and gear:
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That photo was taken at Montauk a year ago, right after I earthpiped the sea all around the tip of Long Island–that took me four hours due to rough seas. This boat is great for calmer conditions (up to six inches or so of chop–but that’s a bone shaker) and will maintain 12mph if not going into head seas.
My aim was to drop 16 earthpipes in Bellingham Bay and a couple hundred pieces of orgonite all around Whidbey Island in Puget Sound and I was fortunate that the weather participated. It’s amazing how much one can experience in a very small boat as compared to a larger one. I considered taking the big Zodiac but didn’t want to spend that much money to get it done and I was alone, after all.
Carol dowsed a map and pointed to a spot directly out from the main pier where the ‘anomaly’ that Boris had mentioned to me is probably located. It’s the top, evidently, of an ancient pyramid which some fishermen had found with sonar not long ago. I assumed that it was another evil creation under the care of the US Navy but Carol has the impression that the corporate order isn’t using it but would like to.
There was fog over that area of the bay (and it felt crappy, unlike the lovely city) so I dropped them in a circle around the fog and when I was done there was only a little patch of fog, right over the point that Carol dowsed [Image Can Not Be Found] . The Coast Guard surveilled me from a boat that faced the dock in the marina as I was deflating mine and packing up. These folks are lapdogs for the federal terrorists, unfortunately, which is a shame because most of them are good people.
It’s good to pay close attention to our feelings when we’re on the job because that’s a potent form of guidance. I’ll be going back there with a bigger boat before long and will ask Boris to come along. I didn’t have time to see him, this time, because I needed to do something with my sons. The older one, Arian, has started a business and is doing well and the younger one, Cameron, sells me his labor; makes subtle energy components for our zappers. Boris posts reports here, occasionally. His mom, Kat, is a prolific gifter in Arizona whom I’ve been in touch with for a long time.
The next morning I put the boat in at Everett, Washington, which is close to the southern point of Whidbey Island, and after determining the wind direction decided to go up the east side of the island, then down the west (seaward) side in case there were large waves on that side.
I was in that little vessel for 9.5 hours and covered around 80 miles. I stopped at a couple of beaches and two docks to relieve myself, then figured out that I can easily get that done with a bucket onboard when I was close to my point of departure.
After the first hour I met a dolphin and stopped the boat to see if he/she was going to reappear but there wasn’t another sign of him/her for several minutes, so I moved on. I brought along two dolphin balls, just in case but decided not to toss one. Dolphins are very rare on Puget Sound. On the other side of the island I saw a second dolphin and that time I just tossed a ball and kept going. Carol told me they came to see me. They were both about fifty yards from the boat.
The water was flat calm for most of the way on the east side and I had some excitement right after I went through Deception Pass at the north end of the island. The current there was 6mph because the tide was coming in. There were whirlpools a couple of feet deep in several places and the current constantly changes direction so I’m glad I had a motor. Right after I got through the pass but was still in strong current the motor quit, though. I quickly put out the oars and one of the oars came apart so I leaned back against the boat’s bow and feverishly paddled toward the beach, where there was less current and I’d be safe from falling back into the ‘maelstrom’ [Image Can Not Be Found]
I think there was just an air bubble in the fuel line and that if I’d thought to just reduce the throttle quickly I could have kept going but I can tell you that for the next ten miles on the west side of the island I stayed very close to shore. The US Navy has an airbase on the island and just as I was motoring past the end of a runway five fighter jets took off right over my head–that was exciting in a more positive way.
After that I got my confidence back in the motor and made beelines between points of land and across more open water. The second dolphin showed up not long after that.
When I got through the pass and onto the west side of the island thee were long swells from the Pacific Ocean because the northern half of the island is exposed to the sea via the Straits of Juan de Fuca. Farther south, near the shore, I saw a creature leap up out of the sea and was hoping it was another dolphin but it was a seal and it did that among a group of surfers. When I got past old Fort Casey, which is about halfway down the west side the swells disappeared and the water flattened, again. It’s awfully nice to use a GPS with a map on it!
The atmosphere over the island was cruddy when I started but it was lovely when I finished. We had dropped orgonite throughout Puget Sound in stages up to that latitude. There’s one more stage to do if we use the big boat: the San Juan Islands. I’ll remember to bring a camera, then [Image Can Not Be Found]
~Don
[Image Can Not Be Found]; that was one of those days… i decided to call myself captain after that experience lol
Your effort was great there. Now i understand what it means to be 5 to 7 hours on a small boat on open water. I cannot describe the sea as well as you do. All i know is next day my whole body is in muscle pain from so much jumping.
The days that the sea was relatively calm i relieved myself kneeling on one of the floats [Image Can Not Be Found]
This was my 1st long outing on the boat. I have had practice in Menorca to learn more about the sea. Don send me a book called ¨The Bombard Story¨ about Alain Bombard, a crazy french doctor who sailed on an inflatable boat like mine without engine and just sailed from Monaco all the way thru the Atlanctic sea to prove that humans could survive very long and so they could be saved if they were out in the sea. That book was a good motivator cause at least i had an engine [Image Can Not Be Found];
fran
