Saturday, May 31, 2008

Day 11


The end of May. Wow. And here we are in Vermont. Spent today writing letters and postcards - waiting for the storm to pass. Water is calming, but the thunder and lightning continues to crash down and the rain is torrential. Theoretically this will blow by in the morning and we will paddle northward once more.
Here is a photo of the little cabin we are crashing at - this is at Aqua Vista here on North Hero. These folks are very accomodating and incredibly generous - once again, we meet amazing people...
Cranky Pants is on the deck contemplating the infinite nature of the abyss. Deep thoughts.
Weather: STORMY
Wildlife: just a bunch of partying folks down at the local inn rocking out at a wedding...
"I must go down to the seas again, to the
lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer
her by;
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song
and the white sails shaking,
And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray
dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the
call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be
And all I ask is a windy day with the white
clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume,
and the seaguls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the
vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where
the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over." ~John Masefield

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