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Bob Marley’s Ital Island Chef Kitty in Little Bay

At a cabin in Little Bay Jamaica, Uncle Weed talks with Kitty who cooked Bob Marley’s Ital food when he was visiting. He explains the lifestyle, natural Ital food, and the importance of coconut and spring water and Bob Marley’s gifts… and UW shares the experience of visiting Bob’s cabin site and natural pool. Plus a riff about cabin building and acoustic music.

Thoughts about John Lennon dying

I remember vividly as a 4th grader in the library at Prince Charles Elementary school when i heard the news.

Cather in the Rye is still a prized treasure to me and i am pissed about fcking Chpmn tainting its legacy as well as taking away a great peacemaker.

I am in Jamaica in the shadows of Bob Marley’s cabin and can’t help but to think how the world would be different with just the presence of these two world-changers. It’s up to us now.

War(s) are/is Over if you Want it.

Sign Painting, Self Reflection and Healing: Jamaica Postcard

While painting a sign seated upon a Red Stripe stool, I explain my unique healing purpose for this trip to Little Bay and my motivations for making a series of videos about Little Bay Cabins and Villas. Plus preview some of the stories i plan to share including: Bob Marley’s cabin and swimming hole, delicious Jamaican food, and the interesting friends i’ve met here.

NOTE: i no longer go here

Bob Marley’s Cabin Site in Little Bay with Boisy: Jamaica Postcard

While on a stroll in Little Bay, Westmoreland, Jamaica, local Boisy takes KK and me (Uncle Weed) to the site of Bob Marley’s cabin. The former A-frame with glassed-in 2nd story is mostly destroyed by Hurricanes Gilbert and Ivan and the land, and cabin ownership disputed in courts, but the remnants remains including his rock water tank and an outdoor kitchen and remnants of the structure.

While sparking a spliff, I recall seeing the house in books and movies and how this was Bob’s retreat from the busy life where he’d often bring his lady friends and band mates. Noteworthy: The boards are numbered and arrowed in a thwarted plan to be deconstructed and reassembled in a London museum.

Boisy also solemnly recalls Bob sitting upon a rock and singing “rock was my pillow” while his pals constructed the house, or gazing at the sky in meditation. He also points our Bob’s dedication to an Ital food diet (with no seafood from the abundant sea on his steps) prepared in a separate kitchen.

Bob Marley’s Cave Swimming Hole: Jamaica Postcard

In Little Bay, Jamaica, local Boisy takes me (Uncle Weed) and Ras KK to Bob Marley’s swimming hole – a fresh mineral spring just a short stroll from the sea. Boisy explains where Bob would sit in a cozy corner, wash his locks and play guitar, then Uncle Weed hands off his sunglasses and fat joint to take a plunge into the unique (healing) waters.