Only a small part of the book is concerned with Iceland and being caught up in a very good biography of the Roman Emperor Augustus, I have yet to read it. But this may be taken as proof that I am getting serious. As I have noted Hilton Head Island is too hot in the summer. I am reasonably certain Iceland won’t be.
I have been following the weather in Reykjavik, Iceland’s capital for a while. For the past few weeks it has been similar to that in Opua, New Zealand.
Of course it is winter in New Zealand and summer in Iceland, but I have spent winters on the unheated THE HAWKE OF TUONELA on her mooring off Opua without discomfort.
Note that sunset is at 11:08 PM.
If you are interested, and of course you are, the Sea Distance calculator shows the distance from Savannah, Georgia, the nearest major port about twenty miles from Hilton Head Island, to Reykjavik to be 3230 nautical miles.
From time to time I have the pleasure of coming across in an anthology a poem that I know and admire. It is a chance meeting with an old friend. This happened yesterday in the BEING ALIVE anthology.
Some of you may recall that I have run this poem here before. Allegedly it’s subject is a Pope who abdicated a few months after his elevation, but surely it has wider meaning.
Yesterday I also came across ‘The Seafarer’ translated from Old English by Ezra Pound. The original dates from about a thousand years ago and parts speak to me. It is too long to publish here, but if you are interested below is a link. I have read it now three times with interest and pleasure.