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Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Waxed pubes, return to London and Inverness


Mind the gap! A full Brazilian bikini wax

The photo: A young woman who has recently had a full Brazilian bikini waxing with the smooth soft skin of her mons pubis barely covered by her thong.

A full Brazilian: A full Brazilian waxing is the removal of all hair in the pelvic area, front and back. It is a form of bikini waxing, and involves the complete removal of hair from the buttocks and adjacent to the anus, perineum and vulva (labia majora and mons pubis).

The day before we left Virgin Gorda I had my cosmetologist give all my wards and me a full Brazilian bikini waxing. I’ve been getting full Brazilian waxes ever since I begin performing in erotic ballets when I was in my teens so that’s about 25 years. Now very little hair grows back and what does is very fine. Even so I take 800 mg of ibuprofen 30 minutes before I get on the table and it’s over quickly while I catch up with the latest salon gossip from my cosmetologist. Bea, Willow and the Swan Twins have been getting full Brazilians for the past 3 years so they have far less hair as well and our complete recovery interval is about 24 hours, but we do coat our pubes with a soothing aloe vera gel which speeds healing of surface tissues and wear loose clothing for two days. At my age I think a full Brazilian along with the Swiss skin care treatments I’m getting keeps my skin soft, wrinkle free and healthy and me looking like I’m in my late 20s which I think is awesome! I am frequently mistaken for a sister of Willow, Odette and Odile which does wonders for my ego!

How long the results of a Brazilian wax will last depends on a number of things. Hair grows at different rates, depending on the person and sometimes your cultural background and how well the previous waxing was done. The wax my cosmetologist uses is a mixture of natural beeswax and tall oil (also called  pine oil or liquid rosin which is a viscous yellow-black odorous liquid obtained as a by-product of the Kraft process of wood pulp manufacture) rather than the more common synthetic waxes used for regular leg waxing.  I think the blend of beeswax and pine oil gives the dark wax mixture a rather pleasant scent. Beeswax is used because it is felt that it’s stronger, and more effective at removing the thicker, coarser pubic hairs. There are products available to lessen the pain involved, such as topical anesthetics. Sometimes a hair inhibitor is applied, which slows the regrowth of hair and may halt regrowth completely. The results can last up to two months. For my wards a bikini wax will last 4 to six weeks. Because I have been waxing for so long I can go 2 months or a bit longer.

Anya, Paul and the five trainees: Anya and her boyfriend Paul, the Swan Twin’s father, are staying at my place on Virgin Gorda until the weekend to continue to supervise the five girl’s hostess training with their boyfriends in my absence. Then the five couples along with Alice Duchess of M**** will sail aboard the Wanton Lass IV to Charlotte Amalie to board Limnaea II for the flight back to Stansted in the UK. Anya and Paul will remain and be staying at Paul’s place (next to mine) on Lost Cove for a few more weeks.

Alice, the estranged wife of His Grace the Duke of M****, will be staying with me at my place in Eaton Square while she is in town for The Season and shopping for a Fall wardrobe. I’ve come to think of Alice as the mother I never really had and we get along wonderfully well. Her current lover, Brigadier Ellis, will be accompanying her and he and Marvin, my lover and psychiatrist, have become great friends.  

The return to London: The trip back was uneventful. We slept and read most of the way while recovering from our bikini waxings. The maximum distance for Limnaea II (a G650) is a bit more than 8,000 miles at a long-range cruising speed of about 650 mph. The distance from Charlotte Amalie, St Thomas to Stansted Airport, London is 4,172 miles and with the crosswinds it took about 7.5 hours for the flight.  We landed at Stansted at about 5:00 AM British Summer Time a few minutes after sunrise on the 16th.

The Bentley and two Land Rovers were there to meet us and take us to Blackthorn House in Eaton square where the staff was on hand in the foyer to greet us and take our bags to our rooms. We all showered and changed into fresh clothes before sitting down to a full English breakfast.  Then Willow who grew up and worked in London took Bea and the Swan Twins out briefly shopping to see what the must-haves are for Fall before we were due to board the train for Inverness. 

The trip to Inverness: Charles, my Chamberlain of the Household whose staff runs the Barony, had The Dragon - my private rail car - moved from Caersws, the nearest rail head to Blackthorn Castle, to Kings Cross station. It was attached to the back of the regular June 16th 12:00 PM through train from London Kings Cross to Inverness which required no transfers. The schedule was 8 hours and 6 minutes for the 568 mile trip which is about 70 miles per hour. So we made very good time. We convoyed from Eaton square to the station boarded shortly before departure and had lunch and supper aboard and just had a wonderful time relaxing though the change from the 70° evening temperature the Caribbean to 50° mornings and clouds in UK is taking a bit of getting used to though the day on the 16th in London was a pleasant 75°.

We were more or less on time arriving in Inverness at 8:15 PM and the temperature was already in the 50s with brisk wind at the station.  The trip in the land Rovers along the western side of Loch Ness and into the mountains to get to Crag Abbey was uneventful and it was after dark (sunset is now about 10:00 PM) with temperatures in the 40s and a stiff wind at the Abbey by the time we arrived and had gotten settled for the night. 

Pomegranates for Aphrodite: The pomegranate is sacred to Aphrodite who is said to have first planted it on the island of Kypros. The fruit symbolizes female fertility and the marital loss of virginity with the consummation of marriage (from both its red stains and rich seeds). I had brought a basket of pomegranates as an offering to the Goddess in the Roman temple of Venus that surrounds the spring beneath the undercroft of the abbey. Before bed on the 16th Marvin went with me as I placed the fruit on her altar and then we performed penile/vaginal intercourse while I wore the heavy gold collar of office as her earthly Priestess to rededicate myself to the spread of sexual rapture in her name. Rededication ceremonies like that prepare me for my task as primary celebrant at her mountain top temple on meaningful celestial occasions.


Saturday, August 30, 2014

The 316 club and Labor Day


Awesome for after-oral splatter cleavage cleanup

The Photo: A sports bra that has great dual support for jumps during ballet class as well as front (clip and zip) closing which makes it ideal for athletic lactating women like me. The front close feature also makes it easy to put on: slip into the straps, bend over, swing the girls into their cups then clip and zip. And it’s great for quick cleanup if he slips out of your mouth and spews down your cleavage or you drool before you can spit it out.

Morning Wood’s pique: Marvin thought I wasn’t giving him the attention he deserved and was jealous of Alice who he thinks got preferential treatment as far as my time is concerned. I could hardly introduce them to each other since Jack, Alice’s son, is my main squeeze. And telling her that my relationship with Marvin is strictly business  (sex for his $650/hr therapy sessions) wouldn’t have cut it either since she knows how much I enjoy sex with a well hung man who is good working with heavy equipment. And Neither could I mention to Alice his delusion that I’m his dead wife Jenna or she would have insisted on meeting him, so I had to short him on personal attention the last several weeks. While I was away he slept with the pair of Jenna’s Bloch Alpha pointes that I sweated and Kegeled my fertile cervical mucus in and left for him to sniff and ejaculate in while I was gone. He is so predictable and treats her sweaty shoes, which he carries in his briefcase, as talismans of her/my love for him.

However, I made up for my lack of attention to him by spending most of the evenings during the first part of the week with him having ballet-sex in Gepetto’s ballet-boots and Jenna’s SO104 pointes as well as taking him in missionary and astride to name only the simple positions after which he was so weak he could hardly get out of bed. I became menstrual Saturday (a week ago) and he absolutely adores menstrual sex and he has been taking me as often as he is physically able and afterward we are covered with my menstrual and our coitial discharge. I had s waterproof liner put on his bed so we don’t ruin the mattress and I change the sheets after we shower together so it’s not too messy. As this is being written I’m CD8 and newly fertile for this cycle and for now his desire to swim in the red sea seems sated.

St Lucy’s ballet girls and the 316 club: We have pretty much sorted out who of the 4th form girls taking pre-professional ballet will be granted ‘Training Associate’ status with our escort training school for the 2014-15 school year. Now 16 Bea is in this group though because of her amazing physical ability she has been a Training Associate for the past year. The girls not only have to be beautiful with Balanchine bodies, but must have a pronounced post-pubic vault (more about that below) and be very proficient in pointework, have excellent stamina and very tight pelvic muscle tone. In order to develop and retain a very strong vaginal grip students aspiring to become a training associate at our casinos escort school train continuously for a year with Ben Wa balls so they can pass the vaginal grip test that has become the gold standard for  expectations for 4th form ballet students Training Associate qualification exam.

The test consists of the candidate wearing a pair of one inch 316 surgical stainless steel Ben Wa balls continuously for twenty-four hours including during ballet technique and pointe classes w/o expelling the balls for any reason; sneeze, cough, voiding waste or any ballet step combination or pose including landing jumps. That’s where a pronounced post-pubic vault becomes essential as no woman can hope to prevent expelling the balls during ballet classes if she doesn’t have a ledge formed by the back of her pubic bone helping along with her strong muscles to hold the heavy balls securely during jumps and développés. For a set of 1.0 inch diameter solid 316 surgical stainless steel balls each ball weighs 2.307 oz for a total of 4.6 oz when both are inserted. Returning readers will recall that I’m calling them my “McBalls”, as they are a quarter-pounder! 4th form St Lucy’s ballet girls  passing the 316 test are accepted into the 316 club and get to have an entry level position as a training assistant for male escort candidates in the casinos escort training program.

The 316 Club and pointe-shoes: 316 club girls are all fitted and train primarily in Gaynor Minden pointes. They choose whichever shank strength they need for ballet training and performances. However, in their capacity as training associates for male escort training during ballet-sex (where the woman is entered from behind while en pointe a la seconde and bent over holding on to the barre with both hands) hard shanked shoes are needed so she can put weight on her heels without crushing the shanks during the time her partner is thrusting inside her.

The 316 Club and contraception: No male escort trainee uses contraception except while learning the different types and sizes of condoms. The female training associates know this and we make sure they are protected effectively with a copper LARC, (long acting reversible contraceptive). All the girls who are inducted into the 316 club have stringless GyneFix copper IUDs implanted and are fitted with the latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm for upper reproductive tract protection during dive-sex. A 316 club member who has a latex allergy is fitted with a silicone Milex arcing spring diaphragm. We also fit the 316 club girls with FemCaps – almost always the smallest, 22mm -  as there may be a few instances where a FemCap might be better than a diaphragm during relatively shallow dives. 

Once accepted the girls find they need to work on stamina of different muscle groups and to learn to stand en pointe for 20-30 minutes at a tame during ballet-sex, which is where hard shanked GM shoes can really help. The up side is that they get to have mind blowing sex with young penis-gods who leave them feeling boneless after screwing a 16 or 17 y/o’s brains out leaving her gasping and holding on to the barre until she stops quivering and can walk to the dressing room w/o collapsing. It’s a new experience for a student who thinks she is in top shape to be left helpless after sex with an escort trainee and gives her some idea of what she has to look forward to and how much work she has to do to match the physical condition of the male partners she will be helping train.

The girls rotate through the males they help train so there is less likelihood that romances will start and both sexes get to experience partners of different physical appearance as well as depths, grip, length, girth and stamina. Even so favorites develop between couples, but they rarely last.

Labor Day: Both UNLV and St Lucy’s students are off on Monday September 1st to celebrate Labor Day, the official end of the commercial summer season. My wards; Willow, Bea, and the Swan Twins Odette and Odile were invited to spend the long weekend at The Gemini’s father’s estate in the hills. Returning readers will remember that the Gemini, Castor and Pollux, are the sons of a Casino mogul and are dating Odette and Odile.  The boys are handsome, articulate and have impressive sexual stamina even for healthy males in their 20s, but Odette and Odile will have them so weak they will be unable to get out of bed by Tuesday morning.

I am spending the day relaxing with a book and a man, not necessarily in that order, but most guys do need time to recycle before they can get off again so I’m reading Norah Roberts romances. I’ve invited Morning Wood to my place late this afternoon and for Sunday and Monday and it will be interesting to see if his delusion that’ I’m Jenna can survive the visit. Though when he takes me out clubbing or to a show or restaurant he holds it together and here there will be fewer distractions, though there will be some things that he and Jenna never experienced together. I’m going to teach him the delights of dive-sex in the pit, my 64 ft deep pool. So we shall see.

 

 


Sunday, August 10, 2014

Formaldehyde Hall, necrophilia, pointe-shoe gag, Tahoe


One of Jenna’s Bloch Alpha pointes I use as a gag for Morning Wood.

The photo: A pointe-shoe I use to gag Marvin during Ballet BDSM play when I take him while astride. It was the position Jenna was using during the encounter from which she conceived. In that position I control the angle and depth of penetration and frequency of thrusts. I use one of Jenna’s 4 ½ xxx Bloch Alpha shoes (The size I wear when not menstrual) the toe-box measurements of which are: Platform 2.25 in. wide by 1.5 in. high. And across the toe-box measure 3.25 in. wide by 1.75 in. high. The platform just fits when he opens his jaws wide then I can push on the short hard out-sole and jam it further into his mouth. The ribbons on all pairs are 18 or 19 inches long by 1 inch wide satin nylon and machine sewn to the quarter panels and I tie them behind his neck to hold the gag in place. The platform and sole are seasoned with stage grime and the scent and taste of pine tar from the powdered rosin ground into the platforms and soles. Used as a gag a pointe-shoe is quite effective in keeping him quiet, but shouldn’t be used on anyone with a head cold as they might smother if they are unable to remove it.

Marvin during my absence: Fortunately Marvin has a speaking engagement in NYC at a specialist psychiatry convention during the week I’m in Tahoe so he is polishing his presentation and going east early to renew old school friendships so he shouldn’t miss me too much. Just to remind him of Jenna and me I left him several pairs of my sweat soaked Bloch Alpha pointes and several of her thongs damp with my vaginal secretions from when I was fertile last week. I’m CD16 and ovulated last Friday so I  should be safe from pregnancy for the next several weeks while with my girls and Adolph at the lake.

The Duchess to visit; a quandary: HD, a talented artist friend of mine, sent me a drawing of his impression of Her Grace, Alice Duchess of M****, in a lovely dinner dress with Champaign flute in hand standing in front of a glass tank with a female diver trapped in it. With Alice sipping French champagne the drawing rather reminded me of one of Adolph’s very selective cocktail parties in his museum where he has women in diving gear of various kinds floating in vertical glass tubes of formaldehyde. Lovely ripe young bodies of undocumented women who answered adverts for ‘swimsuit models’…  He said it reduced the work and cost of refilling air tanks and feeding the girls when he switched to formaldehyde for what he calls his ‘museum divers’. Alice has never seen his museum diver display as she has never been to Las Vegas. Until recently I thought Alice too much of a lady to approve of models in formaldehyde, but perhaps not…

Formaldehyde Hall and necrophilia: That display of women divers in formaldehyde is in what I think of as his man cave where very few women have been and come out alive. I think other than me only Anya has been to a party in Formaldehyde Hall and we went together so he would have had to take us both. We were in a group of his European necrophilia fetish friends at the time and we got admiring glances. I suppose they were wondering how we would look laid out on a slab encased in latex catsuits with the relief zippers open offering ice cold pussy and smelling of formaldehyde or bleeding out from a slit throat as they pumped semen into our dying bods.

It’s a really strange feeling talking to a group of men who you know would rather fuck your dead body than to mount you while alive and feel your muscles contract around their penis and suck semen out of them.  

When I shared the drawing (of Alice posed in front of a glass tank with a female diver trapped in it) with her she loved being a muse for fantasy art for the talented friend of mine.  She said being thought of as sexy at her age by a younger man has aroused some predatory instincts in her that she had managed to successfully suppress since her children were born. She has gentlemen lovers of course, but now she wants more… Sigh!  She is coming out to visit me in LV and I’m trying to think of suitable partners for her who we could invent cover stories for if one disappeared during an intimate encounter with her. In my experience it’s rare to find the huntress instinct so strong in an aristocratically bred woman and is a side of her I didn’t know existed until we recently chatted on Skype.

She is remarkably well preserved with a lovely hard body and for travel encounters favors men in their 30s who are skilled cocksmen, but then don’t we all! LOL! I can find a lot of very experienced thirty-somethings with clean full STI panels for her, but they all have lives here and will need to survive their time with her. She is so good at manipulating men that she was able to get her father’s permission to first train as a dancer and then as a surgeon and practiced (briefly) as a surgeon before marrying His Grace so she is very good with a scalpel or filleting knife.

Lake Tahoe: My wards and I are spending the week at Adolph’s estate (which was once a small hotel on the water) on the California side of Lake Tahoe. We arrived yesterday on Limnaea II and Adolph sent three Mercedes SUVs to meet us at Lake Tahoe Airport (TVL) which is just a few miles from the south end of the lake. He has invited some German business friends who were at his 4th of July party to come up to the lake as sex partners for us all.

The surface of the lake is at about 6,200 feet elevation so we have changed our dive computers to calculate using altitude diving tables which will shorten dive durations somewhat unless we want to use deco stops. The lake is too cold for dive-sex as the guys can’t maintain an erection even when using a performance enhancing medication. So we will use Adolph’s Olympic size pool that is 30 feet deep. At that depth coil spring diaphragms and FemCap will still function effectively and comfortably so if Adolph has other women over who have been fitted for shallow water diving barriers they should be ok. He has converted three rooms in the new wing to soundproof ballet studios which we can use for classes and encounter sallies as I recall the Germans seemed to be very fond of Ballet-sex, which I think is because en pointe a woman’s grip is so much tighter. I made sure that all of us, my girls and staff as well as Adolph and his guests, had negative current full STI panels so our only concern should be pregnancy and wearing our dive diaphragms (Reflexions FS) to reduce the chance of water being forced into the uterus. 

I sent Limnaea II to St Thomas to pick up Her Grace and two of her staff, her personal ladies maid/dresser and personal secretary. They sailed to Charlotte Amalie from Virgin Gorda on the Wanton Lass so they should arrive later today. Her Grace has the suite next to mine. Her Grace will be returning to Las Vegas with us to spend at least a week and I hope longer as she is supposed to be lucky at casino tables.

After Tahoe it will be back to our fall routine; returning to school for the girls and I will be working with the new students entering St Lucy’s giving them their entrance pelvic exam and fitting them all for silicone Semina coil spring diaphragms which is what all students entering SL who have reached menarche start out wearing. All that will be during orientation week, then on Monday August 25 instruction Begins at both UNLV and St Lucy’s.


Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Diving Lost Cove,


A classic diving thong bikini

The Photo: A classic style with a thong bottom that can easily be pulled to one side for missionary entry with no plastic or metal that can break or gets uncomfortable in the sun and leave strange tan lines. The halter doesn’t get in the way of a tank harness and the underwire provides support when my breasts are full and I need to be milked.

The flight from McCarran to St Thomas: It was a scramble but we departed McCarran at 10:00 PM (PDT) and arrived on St Thomas at about 8:30 AM Eastern Daylight time. I thought the Gemini might delay us but they surprised me by arriving early and sticking as close as possible to the Swan Twins. Staying focused we managed to easily make our 10:00 PM departure time.

The flight distance LAS to IAD = 2,066 miles. At about 550 mph from McCarran to Dulles flight time is about 4 hours less the time made up riding a tailwind from the jet stream, so about 3 to 3.5 hours. Then there was an hour on the ground to pick up Fiona, Cyndi and Maj. Tree.

The flight distance from Dulles (IAD) International Airport to Cyril E. King Airport (STT) on St Thomas is 1610 miles.  The flight time at 550 mph is slightly less than three hours. So say 3.5+1.0+3.0= 7.5 hrs. total travel time from Vegas to St Thomas.  

Sailing from St Thomas to Virgin Gorda: When we landed it was in the mid 70s and raining. We taxied into a hanger where after going through customs (an agent came to us) we transferred our things into three SUVs and took the short drive down to the pier at Krum Bay and the crew of the Wanton Lass IV had us aboard in less than five minutes and cast off from the pier at about 9:00 AM. There was a good bit of wind with guests to 20mph and the sea was choppy. We went east passing south of St Thomas, St John, Tortola and virgin Gorda before going around the eastern end and into North Sound to Lost Cove. The yacht was on its diesel engines as we were sailing almost directly east and the winds were coming from the east. It’s a good sixty or seventy nautical miles for the southern sweep all the way around and into North Sound and at 7 kts against the wind it took us until evening to get to Lost Cove. Fortunately no one got seasick. Again I thought the Gemini might, but they did wonderfully well with the Swan twins enjoying the meals prepared by the chef and sex with the twins and they are really good about helping do whatever needed to be done.

Settling in: We’d eaten aboard the Wanton Lass and the house staff came down to the beach to welcome us and  take our luggage to our rooms so we had unpacked and settled in by 11:00 PM. Sunday morning the women began our morning ballet class at 8:00 AM so we don’t get too far off our routines and out of shape during our vacation. Then we went diving in the cove. Jack and I checked the outflow of the aquifer that feeds fresh water into the bay through an old lava tube and found the flow strong and cold from all the recent rain.

Her Grace is fitted for dive-sex protection: The Duchess (call me Alice) called before we went diving and wanted a diaphragm fitting from Chris when she came for dinner so she arrived early. I asked why she wanted a diaphragm fitted at her age and she said she wanted to try dive-sex with Colin, her current lover, as she had heard so much about it when we women all got together on earlier trips and Colin is keen to partner her. She wanted me there with her during the fitting so when her sailboat entered the cove in the early afternoon Chris and I were on the beach to greet her. She is in her late sixties, but is in marvelous shape and hardly looks a day over forty and she has a Swiss specialist for vaginal rejuvenation treatments so isn’t suffering from vaginal dryness as so many post-menopausal women do. Chris took us to a back bedroom that I’d had converted to a Gyn exam room with an exam table with stirrups and lights and Alice put on an exam gown and got up on the table. Chris did a thorough pelvic exam palpating her uterus and feeling her ovaries and checking that she had a pronounced post-pubic vault suitable for wearing a diaphragm. He said later that she has wonderfully healthy vaginal rugae soft and flexible and the muscle tone of a twenty-five year old ballet dancer. She wanted Colin present during her fitting and he was, as she believes the man should know as much about female dive-sex protection as the woman.

Chris fit her with an 85mm latex Reflections flat spring which, as returning readers know, is the best type to use for dive-sex as it is nearly impossible to under-thrust so is ideal for flood insurance which is needed even for menopausal women who still have their uterus. Forty years ago when she married the Duke she used an Ortho White coil spring rim for contraception and all her pregnancies were planned so it was just a matter of familiarizing her with the diaphragm again. She walked around with it inserted for a minute or two and made certain she could urinate freely with the diaphragm in place and practiced inserting and removing it several times and had the hang of it right away. I showed her the 10ml prefilled disposable applicators of a silicone base spermicide/biocide, DiveGel+, used in the dome as spermicide and in the vagina as a lubricant for dive-sex as water base lubes and natural lube quickly washes away during underwater sex. And she left the exam room with the Reflexions and DiveGel+ inserted.

Diving the Duchess: Then Jack and I took her and Colin out to her boat to get their gear and then to the Wanton Lass and we put on SCUBA (the Duchess and Colin are both diving OTS Guardian FFMs just like the rest of us) and breathing regular air from 80 cuft HP steel tanks. Alice and I each taking an ankle leash to tether ourselves to two of the ten two-hundred pound concrete shackle blocks that had been positioned across the shallow (30 to 40 ft.) portion of the cove so we can tether ourselves and not be tumbled around or carried out of the cove by the current while our attention is directed elsewhere.

Once Alice was safely tethered to a shackle block and inflated her BC a bit to keep the tether tight we left her and Colin to enjoy themselves while we gave them a bit of privacy. Jack and I went to another block and I clipped my ankle leash into the shackle and inflated my BC to hold me snug at the end of my tether. We all had clickers to sound if any of us got in trouble, but there was no trouble just marvelous nearly weightless sex…

Jack began fondling me and I forgot all about Alice and Colin. I spread my labia and Jack entered me and I gasped as with a single stroke he thrust as deep as he could. I adjusted my hips and he thrust again as I guided him into my anterior fornix stretching the translucent latex membrane of my Reflexions over my cervix on one side and his glans on the other.  And while he held my hips and thrust into me we enjoyed the sights and sounds of dive-sex; the hiss of gas being sucked through our demand valves, the roar of our bubbles rushing to the surface from our exhalations and our gasps, moans and my mewing as he caressed my G-spot to a bone melting orgasm and strong contractions that caused him to plant his seed inside me with five brutally powerful thrusts while I watched his face through the lens of his mask fascinated as my beautiful man inseminated me.

Mother’s Day feast: For our Mother’s Day evening meal Jack had 50 lbs of rack of black-faced lamb sent to my place on Virgin Gorda. And Paul brought three doz. large West Indian langouste (West Indian spiny lobsters with no claws) caught around a large coral reef just outside the entrance to Lost Cove. Grilled after splitting and seasoned and eaten with drawn butter the langoustes were delicious, but they aren’t as large or sweet as Mane lobsters. The rack of lamb, served with mint jelly, was so tender you could cut it with a fork. And for desert we had home made mango ice-cream.

Diving the cove: The water in lost Cove is a combination of warm (75° F or warmer) salt water entering from the Caribbean through North Sound and relatively pure (65°F) fresh water from the aquifer draining a major portion of Virgin Gorda. In the depression into which the aquifer empties the fresh water is densest and is on the bottom while the warmer sea water floats on top of the fresh. At the depth of thirty feet where the aquifer depression meets the cove floor there is an upwelling of cold fresh water along the north side of the cove bottom that mixes to some extent with the sea water. This leads to a situation where a diver weighted for the majority of the cove area will be significantly over weighted if s/he drops below thirty feet in the area of the aquifer outflow depression. A way to compensate while retaining the heavier weight set is to wear a buoyancy compensator with enough lift to handle the fresh water over-weight situation. For those who care about water temperature, salinity and density see: http://www.csgnetwork.com/h2odenscalc.html which says in part:

“The density of pure water is 1000 kg/m3. Ocean water is more dense because of the salt in it. Density of ocean water at the sea surface is about 1027 kg/m3. There are two main factors that make ocean water more or less dense than about 1027 kg/m3. The first is the temperature of the water and the other us the salinity of the water. Ocean water gets more dense as temperature goes down. So, the colder the water, the more dense it is. Increasing salinity also increases the density of sea water. Less dense water floats on top of more dense water. Given two layers of water with the same salinity, the warmer water will float on top of the colder water. However, temperature has a greater effect on the density of water than does salinity. Hence, a layer of water (pycnocline) with higher salinity can actual float on top of water with lower salinity if the layer with higher salinity is quite a bit warmer than the lower salinity layer.”

The fresh water outflow causes a potentially dangerous situation on the north side of the cove where the cold water  current has scoured a depression all the way out to the sound in which the current is about 2 kts regardless of what the tide is doing above the outflow. So anything caught in the outflow current will be quickly washed into the sound.

Rash guard: In most cove locations, with the exception of the aquifer outflow, the water is so warm that even at a depth of 30 feet we are comfy wearing Spandex rash guards which differ from swim shirts in that they are tight fitting and have flatlock stitching and six panel construction for strength, comfort and increased flexibility. Because I have red hair and light skin I like the fact that even the white rash guards I prefer have at least an SPF of 50.

 

 


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I'm a classically trained dancer and SAB grad. A Dance Captain and go-to girl overseeing high-roller entertainment for a major casino/resort