Then I saw the sign. Behind MyCaptain, past the beach and over the Morass, atop the mountains I saw something that I had never seen before and I think few boardies have witnessed. The sun in all her glory was peeking over Negril. I have become jaded with her nightly disappearing act and have hundreds of pictures of her sinking into the ocean that I will never look at. But she came back and with her knock me out make-up on, she had me again. Her blush of rouge and creamy orange left me breathless. Sunrise Negril. Not a new Kahuna novel but the real deal. I had put her to bed the night before and she woke up more beautiful then ever. This was going to be a great day.