This is David "Thunder" Smith. He is the person that gave me the idea that I could roast my own coffee. He spends some time in Negril Jamaica and I got to know him on our honeymoon in 2000. These are recent pic's I got after I friended him on Facebook. How I face book friended David who I think spends his time in the Red Ground area without electricity or plumbing or WiFi I don't exactly know. I am just glad I some how did. (Thanks Marty)
What I do know is that last time I was with him he climbed a Mango tree next to another friends land, Rasta Pete, and made the best juice I can remember drinking. He also roasted some coffee from the Blue Mountains of Jamaica over a fire like the above pic's show. A short time later at home I found green coffee at Bill's imported foods and copied what I saw. I moved on to old air popcorn poppers to roast and now to a steel drum on a rotisserie in a gas BBQ grill to allow for larger batches.
I see David did the same. Kind of.
Rasta's I have had the pleasure to know have not only been great people but also great capitalists. But don't tell them that.
Went to Sanibel island with the family to visit the inlaws and see Susan's youngest brother Mike get wed to the very wonderful Shelly.
I took a bunch of pics of my favorite subjects and could not pic my favorite so you get them all.
Ella carried the rings and Maya forgot to toss the flowers.
With Cousin Lucia
I think Maya's grimace kind of smile looks a little gangsta.
After the wedding Susan and I took an express ferry to Key West to meet the Icelanders. Other than these boats the morning we left I forgot to take pics of some of the other cool stuff on the trip so I just borrowed them from the web.
Things I liked about Key West include chickens all over, six toed Hemingway cats and an open gay community.
I went paddle boarding and loved it. It was easier and more efficient than I thought it would be. Kind of like going for a walk on water. My board was a lot bigger than the one in this pic.
Once back on Sanibel I got to watch a giant dead Manatee wash up onto shore. I touched it. The scene kind of looked like the pic below except my manatee did not have a head.