A Sunrise Unmatched
Trip Start
Jan 13, 2005
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Trip End
Apr 28, 2005
Indian Ocean,
Kenya
Monday, March 14, 2005
On the equator, sunrises are otherworldly. Like when people go to the North Pole to see the Northern Lights in their perfection, the sunrise was unmatched. I have always preferred my sunrises over those of the north, but I have seen what a true sunrise, one on the equator, can look like.
It was a clear morning at 5:30 in the morning. I could already see the light of day creeping in vibrating colors. It was enough to make me jump up and get ready at a quicker pace.
Arriving on deck 7 aft, I realized that I would have a difficult time focusing on my workout. The way the particles of the sky were bending and bowing, and streaking, and dripping, and drizzling themselves around the atmospheric expanse were extraterrestrial.
Gripping the cold, steel weights, I began my excercise. Trying to keep an eye on my form, I was continuously distracted by noticing new fluctuating flatterings and bubbling blushings as the morning flirted with the fading eve.
It became immediately clear where the coquetting sun would rise. Cool and warm streaks intermingled over my head and faded into a flaming, electric orange into the east. The clouds dotting the horizon were blackened silhouette coals, yet those closer to the slithering ship were glowing, red-hot iron on one side and cool like the underside of a pillow on the other side.
Opposite of the sunrise in the west, the expanse above the horizon was a pulsating pink, and its twin-reflection sandwiched the purple base abyss. Drifting around, I waited expectantly.
Liquid, molten gold flowed into its throne, the sky. The pink and reds erased. Yellow and orange replace.
The blue of the ocean rose and met the whispering blue of the morning sky. Feeling the warmth of the risen son, I knew that I have been given leave. I backed away without turning (it seemed appropriate at the time), and began my day.
Comments
Random encounter.....
Aaarrgh me hearty..
this be a strange fish indeed, i hear u be travelling the globe to discover whether it be round or not? beware those pesky mermaids off the coast of Tubungalanga for they be fair but terrible..aarrghh..
Just got back from a sailing expedition meself, lost a leg i did..a fight to the bitter end with a flared horned jaguar shark. It be a distressin but heroic story,only to be told over a pint of your finest and plenty of wenches to cavort with.
May the lobster of hope be with you my friend.
Stu Clift
Edinburgh,Scotland