Part I: OMENS, COSMIC CLUES and DENIAL

Oak Island was what I needed. I'm drawn to the sea like a lemming, and the smell of fresh ocean air excites my senses miles before I even see water and sandy beaches.

Not wanting to know if I had cancer again or not was weighing heavy on me at times, but I wasn't going to let it ruin a wonderful vacation with my honey and good friends. Sitting outside drinking beer and talking, Dave and I were thinking of things to pinhole. I asked Dave if he'd like to be in a "ghost" shot, and the idea sounded great, so we set up and got a good shot in one try!