I am inching my way out of the navigational deadlock I’ve been stuck in for over a week. Today I made 10 miles of progress in the right direction, and have finally broken out of that tiny square patch of ocean that I’ve been criss-crossing for what feels like forever.
10 miles may not sound very much reward for over 12 hours of rowing, but compared with the sum total of 18 miles of progress during the previous 7 days, it’s positively supersonic. The wind and currents are still not helping me, but at least they are not hindering me as much as they were. I may yet make it off this ocean before I’m ninety years old.
As I was rowing, I was listening to “Galileo’s Dream” by Kim Stanley Robinson. It’s startling to think that less than 400 years ago (i.e. very recently in terms of European history) a man could be accused of heresy for saying that the Earth moves around the Sun, rather than vice versa. The powers-that-be at that time felt that the authority of the Bible, and hence their own authority, was threatened by this new theory, so in the face of all the evidence they forced him to recant.
Powerful authorities vehemently denying a theory even though it is based on strong scientific proof…. it could never happen nowadays, could it? 🙂
Rather a lovely night on the ocean, with flashes of phosphorescence going off as I dipped my oars, or as a dorado stirred the waters. Stars above, and stars below….
Many thanks to Helen Outen for the jokes. As a preacher’s daughter (or in fact, preachers’ daughter, as both parents were preachers), I appreciated them very much!
Jay – the Perseids hike sounds fantastic. If I could, I’d be there for the wine and cheesecake alone! Come to think of it, I don’t even like cheesecake, but right now it would just make a really nice change from the dried rations!
Hawk – teehee! Thanks for the smile. Good one!
Aimee – your joke was a classic. And how incredibly appropriate! In case other people didn’t see it, here it is again:
A guy gets shipwrecked. When he wakes up, he’s on a beach. The sand is purple. He can’t believe it. The sky is purple. He walks around a bit and sees that there is purple grass, purple birds and purple fruit on the purple trees. He’s shocked when he finds that his skin is starting to turn purple too. “Oh no!” he says. “I think I’ve been marooned!”
Quote for the day: “People seem not to see that their opinion of the world is also a confession of their character.” (Ralph Waldo Emerson)
Sponsored Miles: Thanks once again to Doug Grandt, and to an anonymous donor, for today’s miles.