Another birthday for that special little town founded on the deliberate sinking of a ship of (wealthy) lepers trying to better their lives. In their defense, the lepers DID plan to move only a mile distant to their cozy little village. I mean, sure they could have rejected their offer and told them to move elsewhere. But there was all that gold in their ship. And that would have helped their village form a charter and blossom into a real town.
Tuesday, April 21, 2026
Happy Birthday, Antonio Bay
Monday, April 21, 2025
Happy Birthday, Antonio Bay
But it was a campfire, like this one. The ship crashed against the rocks, the hull sheared in two, mars snapped like a twig. The wreckage sank, with all the men aboard.
And above, as suddenly as it had come, the fog lifted, receded back across the ocean and never came again. But it is told by the fishermen, and their fathers and grandfathers, that when the fog returns to Antonio Bay, the men at the bottom of the sea, out in the water by Spivey Point will rise up and search for the campfire that led them to their dark and icy death.
Tuesday, April 30, 2024
Sunday, April 21, 2024
Happy Birthday, Antonio Bay
Celebrating Fog Day with some fun appetizers as crab cakes and lobster macaroni and cheese bake in the oven. The drink of the evening is a Blake's Dark 'n Stormy (Old Republic dark rum with blood orange ginger beer [and a sprig of charred purple sage]).
Wednesday, February 14, 2024
October Creek
April 20: The six of us met tonight. From midnight until one o'clock, we planned the death of Blake and his comrades. I tell myself that Blake's gold will allow the church to be built, and our small settlement to become a township, but it does not soothe the horror that I feel being an accomplice to murder.
Thursday, September 28, 2023
Now Playing: The Way To Darkness
A Tribute to John Carpenter.
Friday, April 21, 2023
April 20th: Fog Day's Eve
Fitting that we spent 4/20 charring rosemary and filling the house with an earthy herbal smoke.
Happy Birthday, Antonio Bay
The six of us met tonight. From midnight until one o'clock, we planned the death of Blake and his comrades. I tell myself that Blake's gold will allow the church to be built, and our small settlement to become a township, but it does not soothe the horror that I feel being an accomplice to murder.
Monday, March 20, 2023
Antonio Bay Weekend
Remember those windy daytime shots from John Carpenter's THE FOG?


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