Above are two screen shots taken this morning at the Earth Wind Map.
The top one shows the wind, or rather the lack of wind, presently between Hilton Head Island and Bermuda. When I mentioned to Carol the absence of a pattern to the wind in these waters, she said, “Then why do you want to sail that ocean?” I replied, “Because it is the ocean that is out there.”
I still expect to leave on Monday although the situation will not be much changed. I am certain of few things. One of them is that you don’t get closer to your destination tied to the dock.
The second image is of a Category Five typhoon, Surigae, with winds of 155 knots about to wreck havoc on the Philippines. When I first noticed it six hours ago, it was a Category Four.
Eric sent me a poem he wrote and gave me permission to share it. I thank him. Eric is a Canadian who lives in Montreal. He wrote the poem in French and, knowing that I no longer read that language well, also provided an English translation. Expecting that most of you are like me, I put the English first, but recalling that Robert Frost reportedly said, ‘Poetry is what is lost in translation’, I include the original French.
For my friend, Webb