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Gummy I got you a present of a new gun for Christmas, you’ll need a helper to hold it up, but next time that wild turkey shows up he won’t stand a chance.
which direction did those two go in when that backfired?
Our saturday trip on a big junk - wooden not fibreglass!
the term junk has become synonymous with a whole range of chinese style boats from the very small to modern versions not made of wood at all but fibreglass.
One wet and windy Saturday afternoon we set sail on a junk very similar to that shown on the youtube. Saturdays could just be shopping days/stay at home days for respite from the heavy social demands of HK life or 'let's get together and have a fun day.'
We did this just after a typhoon had past through and without sails up. The call had gone out "we have hired a junk for a barbecue aboard ship bring ya own booze; kids and food" The men arranged the booze and the women everything else.
We left from our own quayside in Mei Foo Sun Chuen and motored out into the harbor with sails lowered. There are approximately 365 islands around HK, most of them uninhabited and so it was head in a clockwise direction to wherever you wish.
On the old junks there are not many niceties in terms of comfort so grab a deck box platform or the deck itself ; place down ya mat and invite others to join in. It was safe for the toddlers to run around as they couldn't see over the sides and the older ones were warned 'no heroic pirate tricks.'
We had picked the wrong afternoon and a few were starting to get sea sick and had wobbly legs so we soon headed back to shore and arranged to meet that evening at a designated waterhole to continue with what HKers do best - eat together.
In those days it was most acceptable to sit at the table after the meal with a cigar lit - doubt if it would be these days and the rooms and fans were big enough to move around the air. Hong Kong in those days was a 'mans town' you understand in which the women were graciously treated, but I didn't observe many smoking cigars. Some of the 'gweipors' [slang name of foreign female devil] found it hard to adjust to, but you learned fast and enjoyed fast.
Lovely tales Gummy.
Do you miss that life?
I love a fast life. But I must slow down, as I miss things. Of course it is fast in NY, a town that never sleeps, that is very true.
I will be posting from there next week.
In a way I do - we could play in the excitement of HK city and Kowloon city all with entertainment and great food or literally head out to the outback villages close to the border with China where life was much quieter and relaxing. Because we had so many Chinese friends we all moved freely around the colony!