John, Yes that was the person I thought it was and I did see a while back that a Capt. had pass but with out his boat was not sure, bless him and let him rest in peace.

I just found the photo a a woman with the basket on her head on the beach, todays visited could not be let how empty and still it was back them.

I guess al it took to change all of that was a few hippies spreading the word about good Ganga, Rum and Food when you could find back then.
But in the right state of mind everything was good and we all had that in common.


Heading back up the road from the round-about here is the from of the "Negril Yacht" with its long blue awning to welcome you but no yachts there I go with being hung up on advertising again.




But it did a have a large deck on the back that you had alt to your self.
We pull in the yard and park and see a stick with palm leaves tied to it to make a nice broom out against the front wall and Georgie on her hands and knee
with a half of a coconut shell rubbing the tile floor and she made them shine. That was all of the house keeping there was to be done.
She ask if everything was good and I said yes but we could do with less Mosquitos, with a big smile she said "ya Mon'' and that was it.
But that night Daisy did give use two extra coils light in the middle of the night, any thing to make out stay more enjoyable.
We put the hard cracker, caned cheese along with a can of pineapple juice for the bottles of Appletons Rum and Wray and Nephew OverProof on the little counter top with a jar of instant
Blue Mountain coffee. We grab the Red Strip and put a few more in the little gas refg.
Daisy walks over and I ask her if there I could find some ice, I not to the hot rum yet, no problem mon and goes back to get a small chunk of ice raped in a piece of burlap bag and tell me to put it in the refg.
We take cool showers and make drinks and have a smoke out back.
Not feeling the sun burn any more or at least not as much we go sit on the from porch and wait for some thing to go by, unlike now you have to wait to cross the road.
To give some of you an idea of where Georgie place is we are looking right across the road from the large white iron gate with Tensing Pen on it and the stone wall on either side.
It must cost more the $9 USA a night for 4, we will find out later.
Then this big cloud of Ganga smoke comes down the road and in it is the guy for yesterday walk in by. and he said "Hay mon you want a Spleaf" ya so we smoked with him and his name was Gladstone and he lived just up the road we talk a bit or he talked a lot and we listen. and then he walk on down the road.
We decided to walk up the road to see what was up that way and we came to this.