Peace Beagle Bay

So I just came off the boats into BroomeTown after I finished my last swing with Arafura Pearls. Sad to leave the pearling, but moving on. Props to everyone who's moving on! And that's everyone who's alive, so if you're reading this goodonya, mate. Here're some photos from Beagle Bay. Just a side note for Chuck and all you other net-capitalists: the mother farm for Arafura Pearls is up north in a place called Elizabeth Bay. Guess what they call it: E-BAY. hahahhaha "Life is Good."

This dude was chilling a lot of the time when you're on
the john or having a shower. Or maybe that was his
cousin. Taking a shower.

Wickaaaaaas. Wickers, the skipper for the
Christine Marie. LEG-END.

Uh, this is called pulling the line. You pull up panels with
shell from the water and push them through that
cleaning machine behind me, and then the crew on the other
side chips all the sea-shit off. Spew

The boys, Stevo, Johnno, Fart-Manaki, and Jem.
Whatnow, you mobbb

Stevo is the only dude I know who can do a real even Wesside,
cuz he got the tip of his finger chopped off by a rope on the boat.

He owns the best shirts and a remarkably high voice. Yeeah bro.

The crew leaving for work yesterday.
Ahhyeah, I'll miss yall and the sea.

Yup, I'll definitely miss Beagle Bay; it treated me well. Now I continue my way up north to Darwin in the Northern Territory, then Bangkok, Phnom Penh, Ho Chi Minh, Hanoi, Hong Kong, Taiwan, and hopefully anotherhome in Okinawaaaa. Wish me luck, and good luck to you. Bring the serious funs, homie.

Colors (Iro-Iro)

Hello, what is the goings on? Today I 'm feelin artistic or something, listening to good Nujabes beats... if you like mellowish hiphop, look him up; highly recommended- song called Feather is wicked. These beats have been stuck in my ears for like, years, or large decimals of years now. Thanks Yayoi. Anyway, here're some photos, I like the colors of Western Australia. Iro-iro.

AM at Beagle Bay- battle of the ships.


Same AM, storms and shrouds.

Midday at the jetty beach in Broome. Melting hot.

Andrew and Sharmila's backyard in Roebourne,
random pointing and a red afternoon.

Sunset before the kangaroo hunt, out bush in the Pilbara.

Night of the Shovellor Band Party, Roebourne.
Camera- waved meteorites.

Back in Beagle Bay, brightest moon
during the last king tide.

Take it easy breezy peas-e, never cheezy. OW!