We decided recently to try to expand our tropical & nautical apparel business from our home here in the Caribbean to the U.S. We hope to be able to achieve this by selling directly to independent, specialty retail stores – some that might be near you.
The problem is that we don’t know specifically where to go. Some of you will probably have spent some time in a Pusser’s Store, or have some familiarity with our apparel. If you could think of one or two retailers that you believe might be good prospects for Pusser’s products, we’d be absolutely grateful. Please just let us know the name of the store and the town.
Thank you for your support of Pusser’s, and for any assistance that you might be able to give us. Your input will be invaluable, and will really be appreciated.
Geoff enjoys a Painkiller and gives his book "Walking on Water" to Pusser's as a token of his appreciation for the Painkiller Welcome Reception the night before.
Geoff Holt, after a 28-day, 2,700-mile voyage, recently become the first quadriplegic to sail solo across the Atlantic.
Sailing Impossible Dream, a 60-foot specially built catamaran, he completed his voyage on Thursday, January 7th after setting off from Lanzarote in the Canary Islands on December 10, 2009. On his arrival at Tortola he was given a hero’s welcome by hundreds of wellwishers. The BVI governor and deputy prime minister also turned out to greet Geoff. All of us at Pusser’s were very pleased to throw him a Painkiller Welcome Party on the dock at Manuel Reef Marina, the home of the BVI’s Sailability programme and the BVI Watersports Centre.
Geoff had been expected to arrive in Tortola on December 27, but unhelpful weather and mechanical problems delayed them (he had a non-sailing carer and videographer onboard with him). Five hundred miles from the finish line the generator on Impossible Dream stopped working properly, leaving Geoff having to work the hi-tech yacht manually.
It also meant he couldn’t cook anything onboard in order to save vital fuel.
Through the Corinth Canal and sailing into the Aegean with Tommy the chimp taking his life in his hands with Fifi the Cheetah. Then on to Delos, birthplace of Greek god Apollo with a dolphin welcome. Drawing water from the well in front of the House Of Cleopatra, the Theatre Of Delos, and Mount Kynthos.
Whalehunting with the Azoreans (warning the footage of the hunt may be disturbing to some viewers but I show it in the interests of completeness and historical fact), and then on to Malta with more maintenance, the introduction of Fifi the Cheetah, shipwreck diving…
Having made landfall in the Azores, Tommy has a bath. I explores volcanic craters, watch the Feast of Corpus Christi and traditional harpoon-making and then head out with the Azorean whalers:
Landing a 10-foot swordfish, ocean sunsets and routine at sea, storm in the Bermuda Triangle, making landfall in the Azores and celebrating with a tot of rum.
We leave Grenada and head for Antigua where we spent weeks preparing for our Atlantic crossing. After making sure MAR is shipshape (with Tommy’s help), we depart for the Azores. This clip ends with us catching a swordfish on the way… but did we manage to land it? You’ll find out next week!
“The Way Of The Wind” is an epic sailing adventure that I produced, narrated, and primarily filmed in the early 70s. The film starts in 1974 with me quitting the ranks of corporate life and a month later embarking on a five-year, 30,000-mile odyssey. It was a long adventure taking me from the Pacific through the center of the treacherous Bermuda Triangle, to the shores of Asia Minor, and finally Kapi Cove and Cleopatra’s Island in ancient Greece where I fulfilled my childhood dream of being able to visit these places from the deck of my own ship. Along the way, I picked up a cheetah named Fifi and a “chimp off the old block” called Tommy.
I’ll be posting the movie in 11 parts on a weekly basis.
Part I – Sees me quitting the rat race, leaving Los Angeles and heading for San Blas on the coast of Mexico via the Panama Canal.
