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Posted by Jeff on Sunday, June 3rd, 2007 at 2:00 pm

First Mate Fish Whisperer reporting:
Wrote this sometime during the wrathful waves and rain that characterized most of our first week at sea:
“Our blood is merely an evolved form of these very ocean waters that flowed through the single cell bodies of our ancestors 5-6 billion years ago. And yet I’m hypersensitive to how dangerous these waters are to us now.
They call the lines that run around the boat “lifelines”. They are meant to be our ultimate protection from someone going overboard, which is about the worst thing that could happen to us. Forget sharks or anything like that – we would die of hypothermia within a couple hours. More than that there is almost nothing life sustaining for us out there besides air. Water, food, shelter — we had to bring all those with us. We can’t even fish here. David and John have tried. Even the documentary the “Blue Planet” refers to this expanse of ocean as the marine desert because it can support so little life. Of course it’s teeming with tiny things but it doesn’t there aren’t enough of them to support many larger creatures.”
Then last night I experienced this:
Amazing sunset. Jupiter (?) shining so brightly in the west that it cast a strong reflection on the ocean. Mars shining brightly enough in the south that it also cast a reflection. Phosphorescence behind the boat brighter than ever. Clear skies and gorgeous bright stars. If you lean back and look up at the mast it’s like you’re flying through the sky. It felt magical, like the Peter Pan ride at Disneyland, where you get in a boat that takes off into the night sky over London. Then the moon rose, so nearly full, and red red. (Why red? No dust or pollution… Dunno.) Playing guitar and singing an hour later and the moon has risen, bright white and huge now, casting a brilliant reflection off the water. Then right there in that reflection, a dolphin. For real. Three of them. They dance around the boat in the moonllght for about 20 minutes. I feel safe and happy. I wonder if I were to fall in would they stay with me and protect me as they’ve been known to do.
About 5 minutes after they disappear a flying fish jumps up into the cockpit. I take a towel and catch it and throw it back onto its preferred side of the lifelines.
The stark line between us and the ocean world feels a little less less definite and malignant now than it did during that first week. It feels a little more fluid, a continuum.
Conversation Topics update: doughnuts, margaritas.
Inside Tip of the Day: Whenever we sea a sea bird, Tni caws at it like a crow.
PS – We saw some dolphins on the first two days as well. (They first appeared during a U2 song. Coincidence? Stephanie Griest thinks not.) They asked me to take them to their leader, Kate Griffith. I said she wasn’t with us and they left, sad. We also saw a whale once on our first day, but none since

One Response to “Jeff Log4”

    pssst: Fish Wisperer! tears are streaming as I read about your adventures with the Cap’n and Admiral Iron Ear (way to go Tni! …just continues to prove the trends we learned on the Odyssey that women make better travelers)…

    so do you all actually see these posts while you’re out there in the middle of the ocean?

    i miss you so much and am full of joy just knowing you’re on this planet with me.

    love to you all, but especially that potato scrubber.

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