A skein of tropical minnows unravels under the dock, a Rapunzel of fish fiber billowing in the sea swell.
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May 9, 2012
Islands hump down the Drake Channel, parallel sea dragon shadows in the gelatin silver print mist.
May 3, 2011
Alone in a dark bay with only the pitch slosh roll of a gentle north swell. Douse the lights and I am Jonah in the Belly, mooring creak my whale song, but for tropical crickets, bats and Orion at the surface.
Half the Zodiac rings the bowl of the Bight, drops of sea spray on a black velvet peacoat, emptied from the Big Dipper that points to Polaris, barely registered at this latitude.
May 1, 2011
Broad reaching from Mosquito to Peter, a dream tack down the Drake. Velvet green hills slide by, camel caravans strung across a 4-6″ desert sea.
April 30, 2011
Pocket fires of bougainvillea trees flare in the hillside scrub. White gulls skim the North Sound at midday, become water-reflected aquamarine jewels in flight. Silver sunset yields to a starry mooring field of anchor lights.
Reggaeton @ 18,29.896N 64,23.174W – Cat Stevens’ world was wild twenty years ago halfway up an Alp halfway between dusk and dark when the full moon couldn’t compete with the Swiss Army night drill flares across the valley. New moon, new latitude, same wild world.
ps-Dear Reader, Due to de Ilon wifi on weekend, daily posts might be delayed a few days. Apologies.
April 28, 2011
Forty stars, framed in the cathedral of standing rigging, wheel around the polestar mooring, new constellations drawn by the wind.
April 27, 2011
Pearlescent island prison, proverbial water everywhere, hemmed volcanic ridges reminisce for pre-cruise peace when a soft sun slid between tufted pearls to the delight of lizards and crickets.
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