Breakers

Waves, Sea, Ocean, Seascape, Tides, Blue, Spume, Mist
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On come the breakers

Unrelenting – no mercy given

Kings cannot command them

And the coast their savage bite does feel

Though a thing of beauty

Greens and blues tipped with foamy white spray

They, jagged like saw’s teeth

Eat the land away

On come the breakers

No one can resist the tide

Neptune’s assault on Tellus

Sweeps the sands aside

—————-

Padre

FOWC with Fandango — Given

Fortuitous

Pirates, Flag, Skull, Symbol, Skeleton

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The Mary Ellen was two days off the coast of Madagascar, her hold replete with expensive spices from India.  She would continue southwards and take on supplies in the Cape before making her way back to Bristol.  The ship danced over the undulating waves of the ocean, unaware of the menace which stalked her.

An hour later, the watch in the mainmast called that a sail had been seen.  It was a sail indeed, and the Blood Heart with no interest in the niceties of dance cut a purposeful furrow as her black hull ploughed the waves.  She was intent on only one thing, the possession of Mary Ellen’s precious spice.

All those aboard Mary Ellen could sense the chill of their prospects as they ran up more sail with the forlorn hope of making a port, any port, before the dark form of Blood Heart overtook them.

The chase was on, but the winds were less than favorable for our little nautical dancer.  Then there was a further cry from the topmast, a second sail running at speed at an angle to intercept Mary Ellen, as well.  Spirits plummeted at the prospect of two assailants, and the scope of evasion was quickly disappearing.

Then the foretopmen began to shout with joy, followed by the cheers of the mainmastmen.  Those on the deck and bridge looked quizzically aloft, until the helmsman too cheered.  As the second sail hurried towards Mary Ellen, the clear band of its gun deck gleamed, and the White Ensign of HMS Antelope fluttered in the breeze.

With the fortuitous arrival of the frigate, the Blood Heart turned her attentions seaward, and she departed our scene.

 

Padre

 

Saturday Mix – Unique Personality, 14 December 2019:  The statement for using personification is: The ship danced over the undulating waves of the ocean.

 

Breakwater

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Breakwater

The broadcast assured them that global warming was not an issue. The spokesman said, “It’s just the give and take of a cycle of natural oscillation. There is no reason to conclude that nature is responding unkindly to human activity.”

So, if the Earth is not upset, why have sandy beaches turned into rows of angry shark’s teeth?

Padre


 

Sammi Cox’s Weekend prompt: Breakwater and 58 words

Ahab’s Mistress

 

Ahab’s Mistress

 

Ishmael has beguiled you

With a tale of doom and woe,

It is not white whales that bring mariners down

But rather great white swells

 

The sea she is a mistress

Full of  charm and spite –

Without warning she can turn on you –

leaving darkness where there had been light

 

Yes she is a lady –

Offering ecstasy and depth,

But beware  her in her fury –

Which will leave you only death

 

Padre

 


 

Haunted Wordsmith Challenge

depth, fury, darkness and photo above

Canaries Cruise (Part 1)

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Columbus at Tilbury

I have just returned from a 14 day cruise to Gibraltar, Lanzarote, Gran Canaria, Teneriffe, Madeira, and Lisbon.  8 days at sea,  6 in ports.  We were on the Cruise and Maritime ship, Columbus which is fitting for the ports we visited.  Along the way we saw a house which Columbus stayed in, and we sailed on a reproduction of the Santa Maria for a tour.

The Columbus is a former P & O vessel, but still has a lot of life in her.  This was an unusual C&MV journey, however, as it was one of the first with children on board.  A point for a later discussion.

The Columbus is a medium sized vessel, with two main restaurants, some specialty eateries, and several bars.  There is a nice library, and two pools, plus some hot tub pools. All in all quite comfortable digs.

As I have commented in previous posts, I love traveling by sea.  Cruises have many advantages for the traveler. Your accommodation, transport, and meals are all in one place.  You only need to unpack once.  Your “hotel” travels with you.  Meals are generally generous and five or six courses are often on offer.  If you calculate the various expenses cruising is a really good deal for the money.

That said it can be confining for some.  Two or three days on even a large vessel does have some limits.  But meals are regular and often, entertainment is every evening, and activities fill the days.  Then there is the just chilling in the lounges, your cabin, or the pools to make the time pass.  It is about you tastes, I guess.

 

Day 3 Biscay 1

Cruise and Maritime is experimenting with family cruises, and it has had some drawbacks.  There was not as much quiet as on previous cruises, and children, let’s face it, get bored.  Therefore there were some cases of kids pushing several lift buttons and then leaving, or spinning in revolving doors.  Minor annoyances, but still there.

There were two “formal” nights in the restaurant, and it was great to break out the finery and “dine in style.”  Our table waiter was great, and the section head waiter went out of his way to monitor our dietary needs, and to alter menus to suit those needs.  We even had a meeting with the Executive Chef and Head Waiter to iron out our allergy issues.  As a foodie sub-point, bread was freshly baked on board and after day three bread pudding started to be a regular feature in the buffet desserts (waste not want not).

Customer service was excellent, and we received an upgraded cabin as a plus.  Large windows, great views, and a place to “call home.”  Our steward was conscientious, learned our names immediately, and was ever ready to make things right.

We left Tilbury with temperatures around 20 degrees C, and headed for Gibraltar.  The first night and next day were in the English Channel.  This in turn took us into the Bay of Biscay, and the weather warmed as we went.  It was time for many to take to the pools and decks for some sun worshiping.

As we approached the pillars of Hercules, the weather continued to be brighter, and 27-28 C welcomed us to “The Rock.”

Padre

 

“They that go down to the sea in ships”

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As a child the idea of the sea was fascinating.  It was a place of Treasure Island, Pirates, and Mermaids.  Children’s literature painted a picture of this “other world.”  I was in awe.

Then, while I was still small, we went to the beach.  It was amazing to a small boy that this great body of water seemed to appear as we got near the coast.  It not only appeared but loomed over the horizon.  Yes, as an adult I understand that the sea by definition is at “sea level” and is “below” the surrounding land, but the illusion is nonetheless impressive to a small child.

Later I had the opportunity to go on small boats out into a bay.  This experience gave a greater insight into the deep. The vastness of the seaward went on to the horizon, it was “all” there was in that direction.  Sheer size added to the teen-aged awe of it all.

Then I went to sea!  As a young man, I sailed the Pacific.  This was no day excursion on a pleasure craft, but an extended voyage on a warship.  The sea was indeed “endless.”  In all directions, there was Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s “Water, water, everywhere . . . . ”

Then came the storm.  Yes, the majesty and power of the sea had already been imprinted in my psyche, but now WOW!  Waves several stories high, the sense that the entire world was in motion.  The exhilaration and terror (though the later tempered by confidence in the vessel, but terror nonetheless).  I was glad the storm ended.   We were still afloat, and all was well.

When Jesus was on the Galilee, a storm struck, and his seasoned fishermen friends felt that same terror.  Yet, even with all the tremendous power of sea and wind, there was a force greater.  Jesus arose in the boat and said “Peace, be still.”  The sea and wind obeyed.

I love the sea. I am still in awe of the sea.  I respect the sea. I have seen the deep when it has been placid, and when it has been angry.  It remains the greatest power on the Earth in my opinion. But it pales to God – in its power, in my love, my awe, and my respect.

Psalm 107:23-31 (KJV) captures this: “They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters;  These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep. For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof. They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit’s end. Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.  Oh that men would praise the Lord for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!”

Padre