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Gold/Mining/Energy : ABC - Abacan Resources, Nigerian Oil $$$ -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: SDR-SI who wrote (2773)	5/16/1999 3:20:00 AM
From: Arktic	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 3156

For fear of being accused of telling the truth regarding fishing... the truth is that nothing of significance happened on the fishing trip... Of course, insignificance to one person is a world class experience to others!!! For the 19th year in a row, the same five guys flew in a float plane from Ketchikan to Karta River. The fish were in (big surprise given the meager spawning run a few years back) and some of the fishermen had the magic lure that the fish seemed to like this year. One of the fishermen, caught and released 12 steelhead in one day! It was an amazing day for him. He returned to the cabin and broke open the most expensive bottle of scotch on the trip... He drank some, I did not... I guess you could call us Dewars and Don'ts!!! <ggg>! After a few glasses of scotch, he appeared possessed by Joe Cocker... Watching him dance around the cabin while singing "I need a little help from my friends" convinced me that I should assist him with dinner which was his responsibility that evening. Hunger is the best cook and I was hungry! We made a hobo pack (lots of vegetables and chicken breasts rubbed in olive oil and spiced with rosemary and a variety of other spices). About 12:00 midnight we were all stuffed and slightly tanked from the activities and frivolities of the day... Recall, this is a totally isolated cabin about 45 minutes by plane from anything even closely resembling civilization (we certainly could not refer to the activities in the cabin as reflective of civilization). In any case, the Dewar consumer walked out on the cabin porch and began talking as if he was speaking to somebody. I asked the other guys in the cabin, "Who is Oscar talking with?" (Nicknames used to protect the guilty.) Stump replied, "Count us... four of us... he's talking to US!!!" We then strolled out on the porch in the middle of the night and sure enough there were two guys coming up from the ocean beach!!! They had headlamps on and they had canoed across the ocean to come to the Karta Bay! They had never been there before and were headed upriver to camp at a site somebody had told them about!!! We were amazed they had survived a canoe ride in the ocean in the middle of the night! Anyway, they were from the midwest and politely refused a plate of food... three times over! I finally thrust a plate in their hands and demanded they hold it while I filled it with the delicious repast. They ate like starved teenagers. We practiced our small talk skills and they headed upriver. I still wonder if they really existed or were an apparition following the possession of Oscar by Joe Cocker's spirit... not to mention the effects of Dewars... Don'ts you know???!!! Sooo... that's fishing in the Bush in a nutshell!!! The big excitement for me is that I had my first paragliding flight today. I simply jumped right off a mountain and flew to the LZ (landing zone). I had no data regarding how the paraglider would perform before the first flight (of course, I had even less data about how I would perform). I didn't leave enough altitude to land in the alloted LZ and ended up coming down in a vacant gravel parking lot. There were two Park Rangers standing near where I landed. Apparently, landing in the parking lot is verboten... So... I promptly said with a huge grin on my face, "That was my very first flight of my life!" They grinned back and seemed pleased for me. I packed the glider and climbed back up to the top of the mountain and flew again! This time, I understood the glide ratio of the glider better and brought it down smack dab in the middle of the LZ. I was happy!!! I could have taken a third flight but decided to leave well enough alone... So... I got my ticket punched today and am looking forward to more training, lessons, and skill development. It's very exciting... if you've ever had a dream in which you flew, that is paragliding except under the glider you are as awake as you could ever feel!!! So... that's the story from Lake Wobegon as it were... My only wish is that there were some real issues to discuss re: Abacan! Paul L. Craig