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THEOCEANROAMER

Updates, Tribulations, ramblings and short stories

"The Sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in it's net of wonder forever."

Never before and since (with exception of BBC2's - Blue Planet's Sir David Attenborough) has one man been so influential as the late Commandant Cousteau in taking us onto his exploration voyages around the Sea's and Oceans of the world. He has shown the intricate secrets of the Oceans to millions, if not billions and still does till today.

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In 2006 I co-sponsored, and co organized the APF (African Parks Foundation), cataloging and research expedition; co-financed by the Cousteau Society. With an international team of scientists and volunteers from renowned international and local organizations. On the 3 week (580 KM) expedition, I acted as the dive officer, overviewing marine operatio

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Throwback to 2009 MSY Freedom.Directed by Deborah Metcalfe & Victoria Pujals

While a return to Sudan was brewing in me since several years, personal constraints, just made it impossible; until Covid19. It not only gave me the time to review my priorities in life, but also my career...

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I was just informed by my colleague Solveigh that my dear friend and ex-colleague Capt. Shazly Mahmoud has passed last week. There's legends and then there's legendary in The Red Sea. Captain Shazly was such a figure. A powerfully built, and top fishermen of El Qseir (Red Sea - Egypt) in his mid 40's (if memory serves me) when I met him down in Qse

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Roger Moore will perhaps always be remembered as the man who replaced Sean Connery in the James Bond series, arguably something he never lived down. Roger George Moore was born on October 14, 1927 in Stockwell, London, England, the son of Lillian (Pope) and George Alfred Moore, a policeman. He first wanted to be an artist, but got into films full t

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