the meaning of life exemplified @ bowditch point park

bowditch point park.

greetings, friends,

it’s just another day in sw florida where there is ample opportunity to reflect on life’s deepest philosophies, such as – our evolutionary acceleration. case in point, the efficiency of the human race as exemplified in this photo of… a fishing rod, held in place perfectly by a holder which was inserted within the sand.

would our forefathers agree with this methodology? those guys who manned their poles and nets by hand? who carved out their own boats out of unimaginably massive timber? who left their wives and children to follow Jesus himself to “teach” other men how to fish? perhaps they would applaud.

but you see, i was swimming, jogging, doing yoga, (not to mention my chief duties of making sure certain people are happy and accounted for) etc. etc., all of the active recreations that an ever-dwindling population still does on the beach anymore, and, to segue my point, while i was doing all of this active work, our fellow fishermen kicked back and drank beers and listened to country music. and since i was actually covering ground (and water), i happened made a sad discovery.

the fishing wire was caught on the water marker. i know this because i swam into it during my time at the beach, on two separate occasions. it seemed to me as if this entanglement would get in the way of catching the fish. the fishermen did not bother checking the entire time, (besides the occasional walking up to the holder and staring at the pole, grabbing it, reeling the wire in a bit and then letting it loose again) – and so there was no way of them knowing their tragic reality – unless i told them, which i didn’t, because as much as i thought it would make me a good citizen – it’s not my job to correct my fellow fisherman on his job.

hours and hours of work, confidence, “progress”, meanwhile, all that they gained, was my private amusement, for which they will never realize…

(evolution likely intended for these miscommunications, to better promote the differentiation of the sexes, natural selection, survival of the fittest, etc etc…)

but anyhow – i am thinking perhaps fishermen have some utility in these water marker buoys? maybe the fishing wire is supposed to get caught there? maybe this in some way aids in the catching of fish? maybe, just maybe, the fish like to congregate around the markers, and this is some sort of unspoken “hotspot” amongst the locals? please somebody write to me and let me know. i have been left to my own perplexities. truly i must be missing something.

more reflections later…

the honey hole and the shrimp guy off sw pine island rd, cape coral

Take SW Pine Island Rd all the way down towards the island and just before you get to Matlacha you will find the “Honey Hole”. An amazing hole it is. You will find Grey, a young Shrimper who has been working overtime to rebuild life after Hurricane Ian of 2022 destroyed his family’s home. The Shrimp business is a 3-generation family enterprise for Gray, who fishes the shrimp and sells it on the side of the road. Affordable, fresh, healthy, and delicious natural caught shrimp from our Gulf Coast. I’m addicted. Then you have Dom who raises, rescues, and restores local bee populations. Dark and light honey – it is the localist honey you can get in the Cape Coral area, and is harvested only blocks away, adding to its medicinal value for locals and travelers who need a boost. Sometimes he has on display live bee hives including some rescued bees he cultivates as well. Also featured is sourdough bread made by the “Dough Lady” from Pine Island. Really fresh food – and a must stop. The fresh shrimp is frozen as soon as it is harvested, and honey lasts long so you can stock up when you visit.

3235 SW Pine Island Rd, Cape Coral, FL 33991

quiet spot to talk at mangoes cafe in naples

the underground’s favorite cuban cafe. has wifi. super cheap eats. the fried yucca – so good. and cafe con leche…look at the foam! an assortment of spanish language journals and local newspapers on stock to peruse. has a stage in case there’s a band, or a dissident to practice his / her free speech after a few doses of java! no beheadings in our country, mostly – just gagging and heavy surveillance, but only if you screw the wrong guys. patrias y vida! little hole in the wall in the backroads of a commercial plaza. good, private place to meet and have quiet discussion in central location. how it should be.

purvis young exhibit at bob rauschenberg gallery, ft myers

i stopped into this gallery yesterday and i was stunned at purvis young’s use of wood, one of my favourite materials! the randomly obscure placement, fixated, nailed, screwed, stapled at the oddest moment of framing. the wood, scrapped, shards, trash, garbage, wastage, somehow put to use to represent both sacrifice and sustainability. purvis young’s paintings covers the walls of the college-based gallery in his honey in the sky exhibit, accompanied by a short film screening which supposedly contains occasional profanity and nudity if you pay long enough attention. exhibit available until july 13, 2024. see: http://www.rauschenberggallery.com/

the only “beach” you will find in matlacha, pine island

truth is, there’s no beach in Matlacha, Pine Island. The island is naturally covered with Pines and Mangroves which protect the heavily eroded shores.

Developers attempted to install a beach years ago – the plan was to truck TRUCK-LOADS of sand.

but the LOCALS here were not having it. You see, they don’t want this island to be a hotspot with a beach. They like to keep it quiet and local. their resolve has preserved a unique blue-collar culture, an island where fisherman and farmers live peacefully.

but don’t get it twisted. they know how to party. more on that later.

here’s the “beach” at matlacha.

  • pier under construction
  • playground under construction
  • boat ramp active !

got a nice chair right there overlooking the nice view.

short walks on the beach with my little hubby

that’s my bed

an absolutely necessary architectural feature . and, my other bed

feel free to sit at my dinner table – where we will consume the finest things in life. like smoked fish from Barnhill Seafood Market

littles gone fishing

water clear as day right now, no red tide, ask a local before you believe the press…… we found some little shelled critters . marine bio class right there.

Matlacha Boat Ramp

4577 Pine Island Rd, Matlacha, FL 33993

directions here

barnhill seafood market at matlacha, pine island

It is one of the two seafood markets that survived Hurricane Ian of 2022.

this time i got the salmon and mahi. perfect snack, i like with horseradish. ughhhh so good.

do you love little holes in the wall?

the unloading dock , where the magic happens. It’s right on the water, a mangrove laden canal which flows to the gulf bay. fishermen pull right up, and drop off the catch.

for local catch, ask them whats “from the gulf” . i usually order raw local to cook later for dinner, and the smoked fish so i can snack on the way, easy lunches, etc.

sit DOWN and eat. (or, i can take you to my secret spot nearby)

Barnhill Seafood Market & More

4573 Pine Island Rd, Matlacha, FL 33993

directions here