Thursday, July 4 James’ 1200-1230 half watch I’m finding so much satisfaction in logging the day’s data and talking to the people I imagine reading this. The people in my life now, yes (hi Kate, hi Dad), but I’m also talking to me, in later years, in case I need proof that I was brave and looked for ways of being in love with the world. It isn’t always easy, but it’s worth working at it. James’ 1500-1600 watch Only 50 miles northeast of Cabo Bojador. It’s hard to wrap my head around skating this close to mainland Africa and not stopping anywhere. I read the guides and checked online resources…there really aren’t any ports for us between Morocco (already upwind) and Dakar (too far downwind). It’s true, but it chafes. Cabo Verde is definitely considered Africa, but islands always have their own thing…it’s why they’re such compelling destinations. With Portuguese as the official language but most people having Creole as their first language, there will be a particular flavor and I’ll miss some of it for lack of comparison. James’ 1700-1800 watch I just finished rereading Prodigal Summer by Barbara Kingsolver. I love that book for how it gets me thinking about ecosystems, predator species, but also how humans have such a hard time communicating their worldviews to one another. People don’t just hold different ideas on things. They don’t form passions and opinions and ideas based on indisputable facts alone, though it seems like well-reasoned argument should sway somebody. We are tapestries, and it’s not always possible to trace a thread back and find the genesis of an attitude. If nature is the warp and nurture is the weave, you have an even bigger task figuring out how to share with others what and why you believe. Without[…]
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