August 7, 2019
Last night Juniper and I sailed into a river of silver that was painted by the light of the moon. The path lead from the bow of the boat to the horizon and we sailed towards it until it was no longer visible. Once the sea grew dark, I looked down at the wake and the water was filled with bioluminescence.
I read yesterday that bioluminescence, color displays, and the release of pheromones are all a part of sex in the sea kingdom. Some fish do ritualistic mating dances that last for hours. I imagine tail fins flicking, colors flashing, bubbles dancing, a little tease of the pelvic fin, and some hide and seek behind a coral reef.
On coral reefs there is a synchronized mass spawning where billions of eggs and sperm are simultaneously released creating a giant cloud of pink haze. Oh and the jawfish, well she lays her eggs into the males mouth where they sit and incubate until it’s time to hatch.
Chew on that!
Human voices no longer come through to me on the radio. They became fuzzy and distant before finally fading a day ago.
Sometimes I still hear the sounds of sea phantoms. Just yesterday I heard very distinctly, “Do you want me to help you?” I screamed back “Yes!” But nothing happened.
I was hoping some stunning half-man, half-sea-serpent was gonna rise up out of the sea smoke and grant me three wishes. I would wish for a Fresh Breeze, an end to climate change, and the removal of all the plastic in the ocean.
That would have kept serpent-man very busy.
Beyond the imaginary voices, I am only listening to a sound that’s been playing since the dawn of time. It is the symphony of wind and water. It can play things high, it can play things low, it can play things fast, it can play things slow. From lullabies to heavy metal, it’s nothing but heart baby, nothing but heart.
I haven’t seen any fish or marine mammals since San Diego, only birds and they sing to me too. A different species visits me each day. I noticed that each time one visits, it makes multiple circles around Juniper before diving down to scoop the fish that only it can see. I’m not sure why they always circle. Do they like the wind that Juniper creates? Are they lonely? Or do they just want me to notice them noticing me?
Today I fixed the bilge pump by sweet talking it. “Sugar Pie” is what the bilge pump likes to be called, not “Pookie” definitely not “Pookie. You say the P word and that thing turns right off.
I was able to shake the reef. I thought about that reef puzzle all night long. I remembered that the stack pack had been halfway ripped out of the boom my first night at sea and noticed that the hoist wasn’t going beyond the lazy jacks of the stack pack. I deduced that the halyard must be on the wrong side of the stack pack and I was right. In hindsight, I remember running it outside of the pack a few weeks ago so that I could go up the mast. Just plum forgot to put it back!
My puzzle for tomorrow is to figure out why on earth the fridge is no longer working. I hear the fan running, but not the compressor and everything in that fridge is getting very warm.
I won’t think about that until tomorrow. Now I am going to sleep well imagining all of the sea creatures getting kinky beneath the boat. I will leave you with one more fun fact. Oysters are down there laying up to 500 million eggs per year!