AN ALBERTA COWBOY COMES TO AFRICA – SPRING 1990
Back in South Africa, back at work and the time is passing quickly. I have been given a promotion and am now heading up a department that was established to oversee the engineering, specification, identification, storage and distribution of all…
WE MUST LEAVE THE SEYCHELLES AND GO BACK TO WORK
Well our two week vacation was coming to a close and it was time to get back to work in Johannesburg. The timing was fall 1989 and we had been in South Africa for about one year. Leaving the Seychelles…
TRYING OUT JIMBO’S NEW SECTION FOR READER’S STORIES
A blog, how much of your time it takes and how it changes your life for good. When Jimbo started this project I didn’t know where it would end up. To my surprise this action has taken us to a…
NEW! NEW! NEW! FOR JIMBORED.COM READERS ONLY
It is not that I am getting tired of myself. It’s just that, I know there are many of those of you that have been reading my drivel, wondering what it would be like to write an article of your…
JIMBO HAS A NEW FISHING PARTNER READY TO FISH THE OCEAN
I have convinced Deysi to come on another fishing trip with me. It was not easy because the one in Mauritius did not cut it for her. One lonely Dorado for $300+ did not compute as good value to her.…
A LITTLE TRIP IN MY MIND AROUND THE SEYCHELLES
We explored the complete island. It took about 45 minutes by car from south to north and about 30 minutes east to west. The island was basically covered in jungle. At that time the Seychellois were very proud of the…
OFF TO THE SEYCHELLES WHERE THE PIRATES ONCE LIVED
Half way into our vacation of fall 1989 and we were back on a plane and headed for the Seychelles. We had just finished one week in the Mauritius and were very relaxed and happy. When we embarked we had…
FISHING THE INDIAN OCEAN WITH MY NEW PARTNER RON
Ron has decided on this trip to join me in a fishing charter. I am so excited. Finally we are going to do something I like. We rent our boat, load our gear, load a fisherman and his helper. Now…
THE INDIAN OCEAN AND THE ISLE OF MAURITIUS 1989
Late in the year of 1989, our tour guide Deysi decided that we had, had enough work and it was time for a vacation in that part of the world. So one fine October morning, we jumped on a plane…
I NEVER UNDERSTOOD HOW FULL OF CRAP I WAS UNTIL NOW
I have been grinding away on my typewriter now for 8-1/2 weeks and have spewed out 84,000 words (the equivalent to a 280 page book) from this befuddled mind. That is 84,000 that Deysi didn’t have to listen to. If…
