The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #59418   Message #2440170
Posted By: Amos
14-Sep-08 - 02:56 PM
Thread Name: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
I take a six-foot double bladed paddle, a cup of hot coffee, and my car keys.

This morning it was still pitch black when I launched around 5AM. THe darkness changes everything. It is modified by the glow of the surf and a few sidewalk lights on the shoreline, but facing out to sea the darkness into which you are pushing yourself seems more absolute the further from shore you go.

Paddling is an act of deliberate will, with no automatic continuity. To push yourself deliberately into such a darkness on a choppy sea with the wind in your face, forcing your own way further and further away from any bearing or contact with the human world is unnerving, and calls for steeling yourself every time you look up.

The seas criss cross and lift you and drop you in their own unknowable patterns, and the wind presses you back, and the darkness swallows you further with every push. Even though you know perfectly well all is well and you cannot be swallowed by whales or such, it is an uncomfortable passage.

But, as in all good stories, eventually the sky _does_ lighten, and grays appear in the black, and your bearings appear, and they are pretty much what you thought.

Nothing runcible about it, it turns out.


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