Heading North

Soon there will be new encounters of the Toothy kind as I guide my Ship of Fools to greater depths.I was aware of the sixteen foot hammerhead that inhabited Yamacutta swimming through the clear blue with its dorsal cutting more than sixty centimetres above the surface.A perfect line in the blue.Somehow these memories are never forgotten or lost, they are just stored for further reference, remembering and writings.The ghosts of the past come ¿oating back to take on new life and to spur...
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Soon there will be new encounters of the Toothy kind as I guide my Ship of Fools to greater depths.I was aware of the sixteen foot hammerhead that inhabited Yamacutta swimming through the clear blue with its dorsal cutting more than sixty centimetres above the surface.A perfect line in the blue.Somehow these memories are never forgotten or lost, they are just stored for further reference, remembering and writings.The ghosts of the past come ¿oating back to take on new life and to spur you on to your next adventure in the sunshine and the blue.Don't go too deep as the colours will fade although the shape of the "Friendship' far above you speaks to you of safety.Do your deep dive ¿rst and earn your sit time amongst the waves and tell stories to your buddies.The next will be shallow, full of colour and uncaring consciousness.Welcome to the Blue.This is the in between to the edge, the wall of the fall from the peak where the Dog Tooth Tuna play and dodge the bigger sharks that snarl andpoint their ¿ns down in anger to protect their mythical territory against you the invader.The vis stands clear and unmeasured and fades away into the depths to nothingness.Ban¿eld encouraged me as did Helen Mirren, James Mason and John Coburn on this journey.Nothing is forgotten or even forgiven.