Sebana Cove

Malaysia

So we’re still here at Sebana Cove.  Monday we met a couple who have been here for 10 YEARS!!!!!  Yikes!!!  Randal asked if they had connections to the Mob in New Jersey, so that tells you what he thinks it would take to keep him here that long.  Of course, we spent almost a year in Subic Bay so who are we to talk.  Everything cruising just takes longer, or you find paradise and stay, or you paint your deck and 2 minutes later it rains really pissing you off about the entire place so you leave 2 days later as happened to our friends Elizabeth and Patrick.  Oh, they were planning on leaving soon, but rain on his painted deck just pushed Patrick right along. 

Other than finally getting back on our bikes and riding several times each week,  taking the marina van to town 2 or 3 times a week, or our occasional trip to Kota Tinggy we really don’t do anything.  Really.  We read and walk a bit, less now that we bike, and Randal bakes apple pies.  There is truly not much else to do.  Actually, right now I am watching people walk back from the pool because there is a man wearing the tiniest bathing suit I have ever seen that isn’t on a woman.  He is our age too!  I must say from my very unscientific study that Americans and Asians wear the most bathing attire and Europeans wear the least.  Very unscientific study.

A week ago, the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, Randal and I took the bus to Johor Bahru just to have something different to do and to go book shopping.  It’s a very easy trip.  The marina van takes you out to the main road about 8:10 am and you wait the hour for the bus to come from Sengai Rengit on its way to Kota Tinggy and then on to Johor Bahru.  Since once or twice the bus has come by at 8:30, the marina trucks you out there really early.  You can gamble and go later, which we did on our second trip to JB today (another story.) In our experience the bus comes right on time at 9 am.  The wait feels like forever because there’s no place to sit and no shelter from the sun; luckily we haven’t had to go in the rain. 

  Randal at the bus stop.  You just flag down the bus and they drop us off here when we return. 

The only thing to do while you wait is stand around and watch for the bus,  stand around and try to read while you watch for the bus, or stand around and watch the monkeys run in and out of the road for reasons only a monkey could know since no human watching has been able to figure it out. 

The bus ride itself is very pleasant with roomy comfortable seats, air conditioning, no overcrowding and the buses are clean.  The ride takes about 2 hours. 

When we arrived at the bus terminal in Johor Bahru we checked on the bus schedule home and the Maraliner agent wrote out the hours for us and a scrap of paper.  Then it was a quick lunch at McDonalds where they have grilled chicken “cutlets” on pita bread.  At a bus terminal it is often wise to stick with what you know.  While we were eating Randal called to see if our friend Jerry Wallace was still in Johor Bahru.  Jerry lives in Zhuhai, China and we know him from our boat yard days.  He was our host for Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years while we were in China.  Jerry was still in JB (work related) so it was fitting that we would be with him again for Thanksgiving.  Though it wasn’t our usual budget type hotel, since Jerry was staying at the Puteri Pacific and helped us get a better rate, we stayed at the Puteri Pacific www.puteripacific.com   The best part was that we got to spend time with Jerry and that was the best part of our visit.  Jerry is in the boat business so he and Randal had lots to talk about and I could tune in and out without insulting anyone.  The taxi fare from the bus terminal to the hotel was 10 ringits.  Everywhere it town it was 10 ringits, just like in Kota Kinabalu.  I don’t know if all major Malaysian cities are like that, but so far the 2 we have been in have similar policies.  Jerry met us in the lobby and we sat and had coffee and chatted for a bit.  Our room wasn’t ready so I left my pack at the front desk while Jerry took us to the 2 large malls closest to our hotel.  We had told him we wanted to buy books so he showed us the 2 in the mall.  Then he went off to his work and Randal and I spent some time browsing.  It wasn’t a huge selection, and I hate to pay much for fiction, but we did come away with several books each.

Randal writing his name, date  and Johor Bahru in all of the books he bought.

What Randal bought:  1.The Edge of Evolution by Dr. Michael J Behe because it was the only thing he could find about Darwin.  He had just finished Evolution’s Captain about the captain of the H. M S. Beagle who had invited Darwin along for the ride.  2. Mayflower A Voyage to War by Nathaniel Philbrick because we had liked Philbrick’s In the Heart of the Sea.  3.The Man Who Loved China by Simon Winchester because it was written by Winchester and because it was about China.  4. Memo to the President by Madeleine Albright because he had read her memoir Madam Secretary.  5. The Souvenir  A Daughter Discovers Her Father’s War by Louise Steinman because it was about WWII and I had read it years ago and liked it.  I bought The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch the Professor who died from pancreatic cancer but gave this one last lecture,   Charlotte Bronte by Elizabeth Gaskell who was Bronte’s contemporary.  I also bought  What Came Before He Shot Her an Elizabeth George Inspector Lynley mystery because it was only 17.50 ringits and I like her writing.  I have already read it and passed it along.

We returned from the mall, checked in and around 6:30 met Jerry to go off for dinner.  We went off to George and Dragon run by Brits because Randal wanted BEEF!!!  I had fish.  Then we returned to the hotel where we had dessert in the restaurant.  I had pistachio cake!

Wednesday morning we met Jerry in the hotel dining room for breakfast which comes with the room.  There was enough food and variety of food to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner no matter if you were Americans, Asians, or Indians.  I tried to be good, and actually had a made to order omelet and some guava juice and tea.  But there was spaghetti, salad, food you would find at a dinner buffet in a Chinese restaurant in the States.  You name it, it was there.  Breads, pancakes, pastry, fruits…..The second morning I had some wonderful bread, some sweet green stuff to spread on top (along with peanut butter) and more juice.  Lots of tea. 

On Wednesday we just kind of wandered around.  We tried to walk over to the waterfront causeway that goes to Singapore, but there was no way to cross a major highway.  So then we walked back towards the hotel through the Indian section looking for an Internet Cafe.  We spotted one but was told by the owner that he didn’t open till 1pm.  It was just about 10 am. He told us City Center Mall had Internet access.  And it may very well have.  But after wandering through its 4 floors and asking several folks we finally found what might have been an Internet Cafe, but it too was closed.  We wandered some more and found a small Indian run mall and there was an open Internet Cafe.  I say Indian because sections are Chinese and some are Indian and some are Malaysian….

  It was too sunny to get a good photo of this Hindu temple just down the street from our hotel.  You could see it looking out of our window on the 8th floor.

  You can see the temple reflected in the shop window. 

Clothes in the malls were a mix of New York, Bombay, and fashions of the Muslim world.  I just wandered around while Randal opted to stay at the hotel and read.  That was fine since the mall was a 5 minute walk from the hotel and I could easily go alone.  I tried on a few things, but the dress didn’t fit and the skirt was too short ending just above my ankles; but the reject Crew t-shirts were just fine.  There was a shop that sold rejects or seconds.  My crew shirts were fine.  I had come with only sleeveless shirts and was cold so bought some really light weight t-shirts.  I could have shopped more and wish Randal had come; he actually does need some new shorts.  I never did find stores selling bathing suits though Jerry assures me one is there.  And though the clerk was totally patient, I gave up in the sneaker store. 

  A man having his fortune told on the sidewalk. 

After Randal and I used the Internet we tried to walk to a different part of the waterfront, but it was rather derelict so we walked back to city center.  It was hot and I was thirsty and it was close to lunch so we ate in a Fridays.  Not great.  Then I wanted to see the Sultan Ibrahim Building which Randal had vetoed earlier in the day in favor of the derelict waterfront.  So I sent him back to the hotel to read and I went alone.  I knew I could get there because we had passed it and I could see it.  You know what this is leading to, don’t you?  I’ll leave you in suspense for the next email.

Ru

Sebana Cove Marina

The Sultan Ibrahim Building

The following article was on the web http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/JohorBuzz/Tuesday/Stories/20080818101359/Article/

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“Sultan Ibrahim Building — up high where it belongs”

Anis Ibrahim

TAKE one look at the Sultan Ibrahim Building in Johor Baru and you would never imagine it being the site of much plotting and scheming.

The imposing building, which stands majestically atop Bukit Timbalan, now houses the offices of the Johor government.
In the past, tourists were not allowed to enter the building but could only take photographs from outside.
From now on, they can make their way into the building and reach the highest viewing platform.

This was made possible following an initiative by the State Secretary’s office to open the building to the public as the latest tourism product in Johor.
To reach the platform, all one has to do is to get to the office at Level One. An officer will offer a guided tour by taking a lift until the highest accessible level, to be followed by a short climb.
The platform offers a panoramic view of Johor Baru. The main view comprises the Causeway, the Johor Strait and the city centre.
The square-shaped platform is empty save for a few birds which have built their nests in niches in the ceiling.
Spotlights are switched on in the tower from 7pm to 7am daily, giving the building a slightly eerie glow at night.
The building was used by the Japanese for spying activities.
When the Japanese conquered Malaya in 1942, the Japanese Imperial Army saw the building as an excellent spot to spy on the British in Singapore.
And why not, with its 64m-high tower, the building was the tallest in Malaya back then.
So effective was the tower as an outlook point that the Japanese attacked Singapore less than two weeks after they took over Johor in January 1942.
Within the next few days of their assault, the Japanese army had gained control of the island.
The building continued to be the command centre and fortress for the Japanese until their defeat in 1945.
Such a colourful history was never intended for the Sultan Ibrahim Building which, according to its tourist information centre, was only fully completed in 1942.
The building was constructed under the order of the second Sultan of modern Johor, Sultan Ibrahim, who intended to have all state government offices under one roof.
Made of concrete and reinforced concrete, the building was designed by Messrs Palmer and Turner Architects, and construction work was assigned to United Engineers and Ah Hong & Company.
It was an ambitious project for that time and the Sultan Ibrahim Building was seen as representing the golden era of modern Johor.
Apart from its historical significance, the Sultan Ibrahim Building is also interesting because of its design.
The building exhibits three characteristics: Malay art, Islamic design and colonial architecture.
While the facade depicts colonial characteristics, the intricate carvings on the ceilings and walls have Islamic art features.
Beautifully-designed ceiling rafters in the main hall, on the other hand, reflect the artistic tradition of Malays.
Foundation works began on Nov 7, 1938, when Tengku Mahkota Sultan Ismail officiated the ground-breaking ceremony.
A brass plaque marks the laying of the foundation stone on March 10, 1940, but ironically, part of the date is illegible — the building was bombed during the Japanese occupation and during the bombing, the plaque was cut by a piece of shrapnel.
A lot of the structures and items found within the grounds of the building have remained since its completion, such as the four cannons at the main entrance and the giant flagpole facing the Johor Strait.
Today, the Sultan Ibrahim Building has resumed its original role.
Where army officers used to work and congregate, the building is now home to 46 state government departments and offices, including the menteri besar’s office.
The viewing platform opening hours are from 8am to 4.30pm from Mondays to Saturdays (except the first and third Saturdays).”

Now you know as much about the place as I do since I never made it inside.  After I left Randal at Fridays I made my way towards the building though I wasn’t absolutely sure how to get there.  Unfortunately I saw a set of stairs leading to the fence that ran around the building’s perimeter.

  There are 93 steps and I made the assumption if there were steps there would be a back entrance into the complex.  I walked up the steps and got to the gate and it was locked.  I could have turned around and walked down and around the block but again guessed that the fence would eventually end if I followed it along.

   The stairs ended here at a locked gate.

I decided to follow the fence around the complex.

  It got worse and hotter and there were more bugs and the fence never ended.  So I had the choice of trying to walk down a steep bank and then jump a good distance into the HSBC parking lot or walk all the way around again, down the stairs and around the block.  And so I did.  I was hot and thirsty and felt just a little silly for even attempting the “fence walk” but still I was determined to see the Sultan building.      

  And here I am, smiling though I am pissed off, hot and thirsty.    I have on my longest “short pants, and a shirt with sleeves, but apparently that wasn’t good enough.  Maybe I needed socks and long pants and a long shirt.  I was just told no and waved away and I didn’t argue.  They weren’t thrilled with my camera either.  I didn’t argue because there was really no one to argue with.  The military guard just said no and walked away so that was that.  I kind man said he would take my photo on the steps but that perhaps it was the camera…. he seemed reluctant to tell me I was dressed inappropriately for the building.  It was the same clothes I had worn to the Mosque in Kota Kinabalu.  Well blah!  

The funniest part, the only funny part, is that when I started telling my story at dinner, Jerry said he had done the exact same thing.  He had found the steps tempting and walked up and then along the fence.  Jerry is over 6 feet tall so crouching through the trees along the fence must have been tough.  But he didn’t hesitate to go down the bank and jump down into the HSBC parking lot so he didn’t have to retrace his steps which was the really annoying part.    And he has been inside even taking his friend Natalie, who was wearing pants!  The nice man who took my photo drove me down the hill from the building to the main road.  He would have driven me back to the hotel but the hotel was actually just across the way so it was easier to walk than drive.       

When I got back to the hotel I told Randal it was his fault for not going with me in the first place.  He didn’t buy that story and though I would have liked to have seen the building it was good practice to do something on my own, cockeyed as it was.  Since Randal was more in the mood for reading or a nap, after I cooled off and rested a bit I walked over to the mall in search of sneakers and a bathing suit.  No luck but I did get my t-shirts.   And the view from our room was almost as good as the one from the sultan building.

Randal mapping a plan

Wednesday night we had dinner in the hotel and more dessert; this time creme brule’!    

Thursday morning we met Jerry for breakfast again and sat and chatted.  Then it was time to return to Sebana Cove.  It had been a lovely visit with Jerry and Randal and I both liked the feel of Johor Bahru. 

   My new rejected t-shirt from J Crew and my new black glasses that I sort of like but are really too heavy for my nose.  And Jerry                                                

Sebana Cove Marina

Hi Everyone,

  Luckily for us the monkey was aboard the boat next to ours.  At least that’s where we saw him.    I had gone out to hang laundry (risky if there are lots of curious monkeys!)  and noticed the monkey on the sail boat next to ours.  By the time I had gone back inside to get Randal, a mini-crowd had formed.  A cruiser was yelling to the Sebana Cove security guards that the monkey had come into his boat and now was on his neighbor’s boat. (The boat between ours and his.)  His suggestion was that they get a gun a shoot the monkey.Yuck bad!!!  Hearing that must have scared the monkey who started to climb up the furled foresail and do what scared monkeys do. They poop!  Yuck bad!!!  I guess this monkey knew the longer he stayed the bigger trouble he’d be in, so off he went.  Off the boat, onto the dock, past the guards and mini-crowd and back to land and the safety of roofs and trees.  You don’t usually see monkeys alone.  But this one may be the one several cruisers have spotted at the marina complex and watching cruisers play tennis.  The thought was that he had been kicked out of the troop being a threat to the dominant male.  I can’t help but think he is just lonely for company.  The dock trash cans have heavy metal sliding tops that might or might not be monkey proof though you never see trash strewn about.  I don’t know if he wanted company, food, or what.  I did wonder about hanging out our laundry! 

These monkeys are fun to watch, but they will bite and don’t seem so cute or cuddly like the gibbons or even the proboscis monkeys.  And a monkey running amok in the boat, yuck bad!!!!

Just another morning at Sebana Cove.

Ru

Hi Everyone…I hope the wifi will send this…..I didn’t have photos my last few emails but finally took these.

  Randal and I rode the Marina van to nearby Sengai Rengit yesterday.  Randal lugged the alternator to take to the alternator fixit man.  I lugged the cooler so I could buy chicken and pork from the blue station wagon meat shop. The alternator man was closed arbitrarily.  The meat man never sells meat on Mondays.  Now we know.  So we went back today.  The alternator man was still closed so Randal and I walked through town and finally found an alternator shop that was open.  Trusting to intuition and faith, Randal left the alternator to be cleaned.  Then we went back to the meat man and bought a whole chicken and more pork.  We bought a baguette at the bakery and some veggies across the street at the small shop that’s our drop off and pick up spot.  Then it poured while everyone huddled under the shop awning to wait for the van. During the return trip the van stops at a local small “supermarket.”  Luckily by the time we returned to the Marina the downpour had lessened to a sprinkle.  For the second day my laundry isn’t drying so I moved it into the engine room. 

  This is the shop where we meet the van.  You can see our cooler to the right of the yellow bicycle.  Another cruiser’s backpack is to the left of the bicycle.  No one bothers our stuff as we walk around town shopping. 

  The blue station wagon and the meat man and our chicken.  Last time I asked him to chop it into quarters.  This time we left it whole so Randal could try our rotisserie.  I did ask that he chop off the head and feet….

  On the way back to the marina we stop at this little “supermarket’ which sells beer and soda and paper products and ice cream.  Monday we bought kleenex and ice cream and squid balls (like gefilte fish) to put into soup.  Today I bought chunky peanut butter and quick cooking oatmeal.

Then it was back to the boat and try to find somewhere in the frig for food and storage space for everything else.

Sebana Cove Marina, Johor, Indonesia

Hi Everyone,

       Most mornings I walk from the boat, past the Marina buildings, and follow the paved path around and through the golf course.  Some mornings Randal goes with me.  So far on our walks we have seen:

a huge monitor lizard about 5 feet long swimming in one of the water holes and one smaller lizard

at least one Purple Heron; I’ve seen it more than once but it could be the same one

several Great Egrets

a whole family of wild boar who snorted and ran into the woods when they saw us

lots of monkeys

one scrawny squirrel

lots of small birds, one that sounded like it was chirruping, “it’s a lizard! It’s a lizard! 

I think we were most amazed by the wild boars; and we’re so used to monkeys that it was the squirrel that looked out of place.  This weekend there were actually golfers, usually there are not.  When there are golfers we have to walk on the access road instead.  It goes past the golf course but not through it.   That’s less fun because you have to watch for cars and you see less.  Lots of golfers from Singapore used to come here on golf weekends.  But that was before the ferry fare between Singapore and Sebana Cove tripled; that and the fact it’s the rainy season.  Now there are not so many golfers which is good for walking but not so good for the Marina. 

This evening we had dinner with Terry and Brian and Ruth and Cliff, all Canadians.  They knew all about Obama: I can’t tell you who is the current Prime Minister of Canada. 

Everyone brought a dish.  Terry and Brian made chili and rice. Ruth and Cliff brought a salad.   We brought garlic bread and Randal’s fresh baked first ever apple pie which was a great success.  Then we played a card game called Cadiver.  That’s what you say when you want to pick up the card someone just discarded. The first person who says it gets to take the card, depending…. I have no clue how to spell it and it would take way too long to explain it.  But for 6 people to play you really do need 3 decks of cards. 

Tomorrow we’ll catch the Marina shuttle to town for fruit, veggies and whatever….  Just before you reach the end of the Marina drive there is a yellow and black elephants crossing sign.  But unfortunately we’ve been told it’s been ages since there really were elephants.  Too bad.

That’s all for now.

Ru

Sebana Cove Marina, Johor, Malaysia

7 am

  Hi Everyone,

It’s November 5th here so it seems as if I should know who won the election, but we don’t.  We just have to wait to find out. 

Randal and I are at Sebana Cove Marina for the time being. www.sebanacove.com  We have boat work to do and this is a good place to do it.  It is a lovely protected setting.  And it’s a good place to take our bikes from the flybridge and do some riding.

I been posting all of my emails only on our website www.mydoramac.com because sending multi-photo emails to more than one person hasn’t been possible.  If you want to check it once a week there should be some updates posted.  Sometimes I have no wifi access.  Sometimes there is just not much to say.  But you can still write back to me at sivahtur@yahoo.com

We are about 8 miles from the closest town, Sungai Ringgit.  The marina provides a van 4 mornings during the week so everyone can do their small shopping.  We are dropped off on the main street in front of a small shop that sells lots of canned goods and where there is a small table and chair.  You go to the vegetable shops for veggies, fruit stands for fruit and the bakery for baked goods.  Two shops sell a pretty good selection of canned goods.  I bought chicken and pork from the man in the blue station wagon parked on a side street!  He comes highly recommended by the marina and all of the other cruisers.  The chicken comes with head and feet, but he chopped those off for me and quartered the chicken.  The pork was sliced into 7 pieces.  This all took about 5 minutes and cost 30 ringgits about $8 U.S.  I cooked the chicken last night and it was very good.  After each purchase you go back to the shop where we will be picked and leave your bags of purchases.  No one touches them!  They sit outside on the corner near the table and chair and they are there when you return.  We have 2 hours to shop.  It seems too little time, but once you know the routine it takes less than one hour.  I go for the fruit and vegetables and Randal goes to the hardware shops or to look for a barber.  Next trip we’ll find the fish man around the corner and I’ll take photos of the different shops.  We hope to ride our bikes one day.  The small town reminds me of a very uncrowded China. 

Just one photo from our time in Belitung, Indonesia.  Since there are no libraries or English Language book stores, cruisers swap books.  There was a book exchange held on a tiny island at Belitung.  I gave up Shipping News  and Chez Panisse and Randal got a memoir by David Attenborough.  Here at the marina they have a help yourself collection of books.  I borrowed an Anne Perry Inspector Monk mystery. 

So, though my Red Sox didn’t win, they gave it a great try and it was a good season.  (Winning 2 World Series in 4 years makes losses bearable.)  Now it’s “Wait till next year.”  And there is now a Red Sox farm team in Salem, VA to follow. 

  This is a scene from the book swap.  Our first cruising friends Terry in yellow and (headless) Brian with the wine.  We met them at Rinca Island where we saw the Komodo dragons.  The lady in brown, Anne I think is her name. had brought the David Attenborough book and wanted to “trade” but just let Randal have it since she didn’t want either of the 2 books I had brought.  The next night they did the swap again and brought videos too.  We couldn’t make that swap. 

Sent: Tuesday, November 04, 2008  5:10 pm AM

Subject: Internet Scrabble

OK, the game is on… Afternoon Scrabble – Keep it going!!!
Change one letter of the bottom word posted and let’s see who gets stuck and can’t continue! 
Rules: You cannot add letters. You cannot use foreign languages. You can only change one letter.  Send it back to the person who sent it to you, plus 10 new people. Add your entry to the bottom after you hit Forward, or to be neater please Copy and Paste!
Don’t forget: send it back to the person who sent it to you, plus 10 new people.
To make it even more interesting, let’s add what city and state we are from & the date to see how far this goes and how long it’s been out…
WORD:
Pray
Bray -Marion Herts.UK 18/0 8/08
Tray  20- Jenny, Essex UK 18/7/08
Tram – Marian, Essex UK 18/07/08
Trap – Wendy Pike 18/7/08
Trip Fion a Baxter, Essex 19/08/08
Grip – Cheryl Hadley, Essex , UK 20/08/08
Grid – Chris Baker, Scotland 20/08/08
Grin – Lyn Wood , Barbados 21.08.08
Gran – John Coombes – England 21.08.08
Bran – Wendy Morris, Kent, 24.8.08
Rant- Val Parker England 27.08.08
Pant – Janet Gilboy, South Australia 27/8/08
Pint – Adriana White, Hervey Bay Queensland Australia
Punt _ Issy Major Craignish Qld. Australia
Puny – Maureen Tarrant – Pt Elliot South Australia 29/08/08
Punk – Derek Napier – Goolwa Beach South Austraila 01/09/08
Pink – Shirley Everson – Canterbury UK
Sink – Helen Foad Herne Bay Kent
Link – Sue Sullivan Herne Bay Kent . 2 Sept 08
Line – Denise Helv in Essex 2nd September 08
Lint – Sam Nash Wal ton-on-the-Naze, Essex 02/09/08
Tint – Kathie Hazelwood – Orpington , Kent 03/09/08
Tent – Jocelyn Mayes – Sevenoaks , Kent 3/9/08
Rent – Laura Baker – Fairseat , Kent 3/9/08
Dent – Gina Turner – Bromley Kent 3/9/08
Bent – Paula Sams – West Wickham , Kent 3/9/08
Sent – Alison Randall – Borough Green, Kent 6/9/08
Went – Joanne Fenlon – Southport UK – 06/09/08
Want – Christa Beyer-Kay Southport UK – 06/09/08
Wart – Georgia -Lee , South Grafton20AU -07/09/08
Fart – Susan Elizabeth South Grafton AU=2 0-07/09/2008
Cart- Charm Lawrence Brisbane Au- 08/09/2008
Tart – Angela Clark Maryborough AU – 08/09/2008
Dart – Faye Clark Brisbane Qld Australia 08/09/08
Dirt – Melissa Skehan Brisbane Qld Australia 8/09/09
Girt – (by sea) Annie Brisbane Qld Aust 09/09/08
Gift – Rob Nielsen Brisbane Qld Aust 09/09/08
Rift – Peter Bassett Brisbane Qld Aust 09/09/08
Rife  Elaine Scott Brisbane Qld Aust 09/09/08
Life – Kaye Best Qld Aust 10/9/08
Wife- Margret McGregor WA Aust 11/9/08
Waif – Tonya Boon WA Aust 11/09/08
Wait – Julie Hussey WA Aust 11/9/08
Bait – Bobbie Hall WA Aust 11/09/08
Gait – Janet Skillin, Glasgow , Scotland 15/09/08
Gain – Morag Williams, Coulsdon, Surrey 15/09/08
Pain – Dominie Carr, Woodmansterne, Surrey 16/9/08
Rain  Clare Tanner, Banstead, Surrey UK 16.09.08
Raid-Sharon Doolin, Surrrey UK 16.09.08
Paid – Christina Joyce, Hants , UK 17.09.2008
Laid – Ros Walkden Wales UK 17.9.2008
Lair – Margaret Jones South Wales UK19.09.2008
Lain – Lynne G Reyed South Wales UK 22.09.2008
Lean -Isobel Jones Birmingham 22.09.08
Loan-Marjorie Forth-Hampshire-23.09.08
Moan -Peter Fisher West Sussex 24.09.08
Moat  Val Wingate West Sussex England 24.9.08
Boat  Nicholas Pope, West Sussex . England
Beat–Peter Harding, West Sussex UK 24/9/08
Neat – Diane Stearn, Cambridge , England 24/09/08
Peat–Bill Winschief, Chicago , USA
Feat–Trudy Stephenson Willis, Mountain View , CA 26/09/08
Teat – Arnie Miller, San Caros CA , USA 26/0 9/08
Meat – sherry zwagil, Baltimore , MD 9/27/08
seat-Linda Vinson, Raleigh NC 27609 9/28/08
sear- Ruth Fader, Boca Raton , FL 9/30/08
rear- Maddie Levine, Pikesville , Maryland
bear-RenA  Bronfein Ades, Baltimore , Maryland 09/30/2008
tear-Angie Bronfein, Baltimore , Maryland 09/30/2008
team-Stephanie Nislow, Owings Mills , Maryland 10/1/08
teal- Barbie Levy, Owings Mills. MD 10/01/08
seal-Susan Vogel, Phoenix , MD 10/2/08
sell-Dena Stetson, Framingham , MA 10/2/08
bell-Carlee Stetson, Framingham , MA 10/2/08
lobe-Jodi Schechtman, Framingham , MA 10/2/08
bowl – Colleen Breitbord, Framiingham , MA 10/5/08
cowl  Jodi Schechtman, Framingham , MA 10/5/08
coal  Carol Hanover, Weston, MA 10/05/08
coat – Betty Weiner, Wellesley, MA 10/5/08
boat-Yael Cohn, Brattleboro, VT 10/5/08
beat  Marty Cohn, Bratt leboro, VT 10/5/08
belt- Ann Getman, Cambridge MA 10-06–08
pelt – Frankie Lieberman, Cambridge, MA 10-6-08
melt – Tina Christensen, Burlington, VT 10-6-08
Malt – Penne Tompkins, South Burl=2 0ington, VT Oct 7-2008
Molt – Louise Francis, Berkeley, CA Oct. 7, 2008
Mole – Margaret Absalom, Bensalem, PA 10-7-08
Pole – Lenore Rosenberg, Teaneck, NJ 10/8/08
role – Anuradha Murti, Oberlin, OH 10/8 /08
dole – Patricia Pande, Portland, OR 10/8/08
doll – Nancy Buecker, Vancouver, WA 10/8/08
dolt – Chris Ommert, Milwaukie, OR 10-8-08
bolt – Linda Cook, Milwaukie, OR 10/9/08
volt – Vickie Pierce, Milwaukie, OR 10/10/08
colt – Jill Bratcher, Concord, CA 10/10/08
coat- Jeri M., Northern UT 10/10/08
cost – Kristin Sheppard, Chantilly, VA 10/12/08
post – Lisa Dellinger, Centreville, VA 10/12/08
lost – Sheila Toney, Gainesville, VA 10/13/2008
loot – Ann Sharpe, Chantilly VA 10/13/2008
soot – K. Coyne, Clifton VA 10/13/08
boot – T. Weiner, Roanoke, VA 10/14/08
bolt- S. Hilliard, Durham, NC 10/14/08
volt – T. Weiner, Roanoke, VA 10/14/08
love–D. Bliss, Bumpass VA 10/15/08
dove–D Hamner, Roanoke VA 10/15/08
dive- M. Sharp, Louisiana 10/16/08
idea – P. Wylie, Houston, TX 10-16
deal – P. Gerard, Houston, Tx. 10/16
dial – D. Dempster, Palm Harbor, FL 10/18/08
maid –  D. Koval, Hamilton Square, NJ  10-20-08
paid – l montani, Hamilton square, NJ 10-21-08
raid – E. Lewis, Bellville, TX  10/21/08
said – a different E. Lewis in Bellville, TX 10/22/08
Laid – Cara Cooksey, Houston, TX 10/22/08
Paid – Amiel K. Sealy, TX  10/22/08
Pail – Nikki W. Sealy, TX 10/22/08
Bail- LILA T. Sealy, Texas, 10/22/08
Rail—Bug, Wallis, Texas 10/22/08
Rain – L.J., Eagle Lake, Tx. 10/23/08
Rein – Wayne Bustamante El Campo, Texas 10-23-08
Reif  – Philip Osbun    Sealy, Texas 77474
Reef – Andrew Jackson   Sealy, TX
Reed- Ian Hodgson Sealy, TX 10-23-08
Feed- Ryan Spanagel, Fairfield, Oh. 45014
Feel- Tex Dorsey, Fairfield, Oh. 10-23-08
Reel – T. Cable, Fairfield, Oh  10/23/08
Real – K. Mayabb, Middletown, Oh 10/23/08
Read – H. Kirn, Cincinnati, Oh  10/23/08
Bead-  H Boyle, Loveland, Ohio 10/24/08 
Lead  –  P Boyle,  Loveland, Ohio 10/24/08
Leap – P Wolfe, Tampa, FL 10/25/08
Reap ~ MJ Lefcourt, Tampa, FL 10.25.08
Read – MJ Belcher, Tampa, FL 10/25/08
Dire – G. Burke, Tampa, FL 10/25/08
Fire – J.Vaziri, East Hampton, NY 10/25/08
Rile – C. Lynch, East Hampton, NY 10/26/08
Bile- C. McCoy, Austin, TX
Tile – S. Sain, Austin, TX  10/27/08
File – J. Valentine, Austin, TX 10/27/08
Mile – K. McGhee, Austin, TX 10/28/08

Mule – G. Faris, Houston, TX 10/28/08

Mull – SA Beyer, Houston, TX 10/28/08

Dull – N Womack, Houston, TX 10/28/08

Bull – D. Price, Dallas, TX 10/29/08

Full – M Dally, Dallas, TX 11/3/08
Pull – K Bergren, Greensboro, NC  11/3/08

Pulp – J Calkins, Southborough, MA 11/3/08

Gulp – L Salett, Newton, Ma. 11/3/08

Gulf p – P Mapps, West Chester, PA 11/03/08

Golf – H. Dahlgren, Salem, Virginia  11.3.2008

Loft – R Johnson  aboard MY DoraMac  Sebana Cove Marina, Johor, Malaysia