Unless you’ve got climbing gear, you’re not going to easily get to the top of East Anacapa Island. NPS was actually in front of this problem and had decided to replace the decades-old ladder last spring. Unfortunately, a recent inspection showed that corrosion has rendered the ladder unsafe ahead of schedule.
OK, so what’s the problem? When will the new ladder be ready?
The really big problem is that a recent inspection of the crane that they use to offload materials from boats and was slated to be used in the ladder construction was also deemed unsafe.
NPS was in front of this. No one got hurt and the problem will get solved.
The Rogue Wave Sailors joined us for a daysail off Oxnard. Led by Ferne Ross (to Capt. Dan’s right), they enjoyed mild conditions, got a chance to drive Sancerre, our Jeanneau 45.2 and reviewed Rules of the Road. Though tempted to discuss the racing rules, which are different (far more detailed) from the International Rules, they worked on mastering the the intricacies of Stand-On and Give-way.
“But why, oh why is the vessel on starboard tack the Stand-On?”
Right off the bat, logic breaks down and the inevitable answer is that it’s arbitrary. As one of my shipmates – Jim Julian gets credit – once said: “Never associate logic with the Navy.”
Keep that in mind and the seeming inconsistencies won’t keep you up at night.
You just wanna scream: “Say it ain’t so.” But no one will hear at Flip Flops or the Lookout (Outlook to you, Randy C.).
They’re both belly up. Flips is dead for sure and there’s a sign on the front door of the Lookout that says they might – emphasize MIGHT – open after the new year.
The bottles are still on the shelves at the Lookout and they might come back, but I’m not counting on it. Thank Santa that Rob has an ice maker and the Harbor Mart is chock full of six-packs and jerky.
We’re going to miss the girls, the “F- that song” guy and the memories of being insulted by the resident Englishman. It was all downhill when they fired him.
The lesson of course, never fire the local color.
Requiescat in Pacem
On a more heartening note, it looks like we’re getting a new Italian restaurant on the site of the erstwhile Persian restaurant.
It has the odd sounding name – Italian Job.
There are a lot of words that come to mind as a prelude to Job: hard, dirty etc. But Italian? I’m from Chicago and an Italian job would have something to do with concrete socks, the location of a certain missing union leader or a case of localized lead poisoning. Italian restaurants in the second largest Italian city in the world (Chicago) are named Mama Leone’s, Napoli, Vesuvio, Bissetti’s, Pizzaria Uno, Pizzaria Due etc. etc.
Italian job sounds like some Montenegrans trying to put one over in the old neighborhood.
But If they’ve got Peroni, who cares? This is SoCal, after all, where very little is real.
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