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Posted By:
Hal Brown
Date Posted:
Sep 29, 2013
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“Where lies the final harbor, whence we unmoor no more? In what rapt ether sails the world, of which the weariest will never weary?”
Herman Melville, Moby-Dick
Date Taken:
Sep 29, 2013
Place Taken:
Bribie Island, QLD
Owner:
Dan Nickens
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“If then, Sir William Jones, who read in thirty languages, could not read the simplest peasant’s face in its profounder and more subtle meanings, how may unlettered Ishmael hope to read the awful Chaldee of the Sperm Whale’s brow? I put that brow before you. Read it if you can.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br /><br />Call me Ishmael.<br /><br />
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Melting into Sand
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Methinks we have hugely mistaken this matter of Life and Death. Methinks that what they call my shadow here on earth is my true substance. Methinks that in looking at things spiritual, we are too much like oysters observing the sun through the water, and thinking that thick water the thinnest of air. Me thinks my body is but the lees of my better being. In fact take my body who will, take it I say, it is not me.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Spilled Essence
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“There is a wisdom that is woe; but there is a woe that is madness. And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls that can alike dive down into the blackest gorges, and soar out of them again and become invisible in the sunny spaces. And even if he for ever flies within the gorge, that gore is in the mountains; so that even in his lowest swoop the mountain eagle is still higher than other birds upon the plain, even though they soar.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Old Man
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“So have I seen Passion and Vanity stamping the living magnanimous earth, but the earth did not alter her tides and her seasons for that.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Sticking Out
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“It is not down on any map; true places never are.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick
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Hidden Garden
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“The classification of the constituents of a chaos, nothing less is here essayed.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Cool Columns
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Doubts of all things earthly, and intuitions of some things heavenly; this combination makes neither believer nor infidel, but makes a man who regards them both with equal eye.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Two Times Tall
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“In the serene weather of the tropics it is exceedingly pleasant—the mast-head; nay, to a dreamy meditative man it is delightful. There you stand, a hundred feet above the silent decks, striding along the deep, as if the masts were gigantic stilts, while beneath you and between your legs, as it were, swim the hugest monsters of the sea, even as ships once sailed between the boots of the famous Colossus at old Rhodes.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Standing on Water
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“There is no folly of the beast of the earth which is not infinitely outdone by the madness of man.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Shifting Fortress
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“There is no life in thee, now, except that rocking life imparted by a gentle rolling ship; by her, borrowed from the sea; by the sea, from the inscrutable tides of God. But while this sleep, this dream is on ye, move your foot or hand an inch; slip your hold at all; and your identity comes back in horror. Over Descartian vortices you hover. And perhaps, at midday, in the fairest weather, with one half-throttled shriek you drop through that transparent air into the summer sea, no more to rise for ever. Heed it well, ye Pantheists! ”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Back to the Sea
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Swerve me? The path to my fixed purpose is laid with iron rails, whereon my soul is grooved to run. Over unsounded gorges, through the rifled hearts of mountains, under torrents' beds, unerringly I rush! Naught's an obstacle, naught's an angle to the iron way!”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Running the line
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Now then, thought I, unconsciously rolling up the sleeve of my frock, here goes for a cool, collected dive at death and destruction, and the devil fetch the hindmost.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Blackwater Beach
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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... 'Why, thou monkey,' said a harpooneer to one of these lads, 'we've been cruising now hard upon three years, and thou hast not raised a whale yet. Whales are scarce as hen's teeth whenever thou art up here.' Perhaps they were; or perhaps there might have been shoals of them in the far horizon; but lulled into such an opium-like listlessness of vacant, unconscious reverie is this absent-minded youth by the blending cadence of waves with thoughts, that at last he loses his identity; takes the mystic ocean at his feet for the visible image of that deep, blue, bottomless soul, pervading mankind and nature; and every strange, half-seen, gliding, beautiful thing that eludes him; every dimly-discovered, uprising fin of some undiscernible form, seems to him the embodiment of those elusive thoughts that only people the soul by continually flitting through it. In this enchanted mood, thy spirit ebbs away to whence it came; becomes diffused through time and space; like Crammer's sprinkled Pantheistic ashes, forming at last a part of every shore the round globe over.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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The Crossing
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Never dream with thy hand on the helm! Turn not thy back to the compass; accept the first hint of the hitching tiller; believe not the artificial fire, when its redness makes all things look ghastly. To-morrow, in the natural sun, the skies will be bright; those who glared like devils in the forking flames, the morn will show in far other, at least gentler, relief; the glorious, golden, glad sun, the only true lamp - all others but liars!”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Landfall
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“However baby man may brag of his science and skill, and however much, in a flattering future, that science and skill may augment; yet for ever and for ever, to the crack of doom, the sea will insult and murder him, and pulverize the stateliest, stiffest frigate he can make; nevertheless, by the continual repetition of these very impressions, man has lost that sense of the full awfulness of the sea which aboriginally belongs to it.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Reef Ships
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“That over these sea pastures, wide rolling watery prairies, and Potters' Fields of all four continents, the waves should rise and fall, and ebb and flow unceasingly; for here, millions of mixed shades and shadows, drowned dreams, somnambulisms, reveries; all that we call lives and souls lie dreaming, dreaming, still; tossing like some slumberers in their beds; the ever rolling waves but made so by the restlessness.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Far Shore
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Take almost any path you please, and ten to one it carries you down in a dale, and leaves you there by a pool in the stream. There is magic in it. Let the most absent-minded of men be plunged in his deepest reveries--stand that man on his legs, set his feet a-going, and he will infallibly lead you to water, if water there be in all that region.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Not Desert Dunes
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Hast seen the white whale?”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Sandy Spot
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“There are certain queer times and occasions in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke, though the wit thereof he but dimly discerns, and more than suspects that the joke is at nobody's expense but his own.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Dividing Line
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Consider the subtleness of the sea; how its most dreaded creatures glide under water, unapparent for the most part, and treacherously hidden beneath the loveliest tints of azure..... Consider all this; and then turn to this green, gentle, and most docile earth; consider them both, the sea and the land; and do you not find a strange analogy to something in yourself?”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Close Association
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“So man’s insanity is heaven’s sense; and wandering from all mortal reason, man comes at last to that celestial thought, which, to reason, is absurd and frantic; and weal or woe, feels then uncompromised, indifferent as his God.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Breakout
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“But as in landlessness alone resides the highest truth, shoreless, indefinite as God - so better is it to perish in that howling infinite, than be ingloriously dashed upon the lee, even if that were safety! For worm-like, then, oh! who would craven crawl to land!”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Out to Sea
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Know ye now, Bulkington? Glimpses do ye seem to see of that mortally intolerable truth; that all deep, earnest thinking is but the intrepid effort of the soul to keep the open independence of her sea; while the wildest winds of heaven and earth conspire to cast her on the treacherous, slavish shore?”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Bonny Dunes
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“…Nature absolutely paints like the harlot, whose allurements cover nothing but the charnel-house within;..”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Island Colours
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“As for me, I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.” <br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Breaking Water
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“[T]hen all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Backwater
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“To produce a mighty book, you must choose a mighty theme. No great and enduring volume can ever be written on the flea, though many there be who have tried it.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Out of touch
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Round the World! There is much in that sound to inspire proud feelings; but whereto does all that circumnavigation conduct? Only through numberless perils to the very point whence we started, where those that we left behind secure, were all the time before us.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Angle of Repose
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Dan Nickens - Sep 29,2013
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“Oh, my Captain! my Captain! noble soul! grand old heart, after all! why should any one give chase to that hated fish! Away with me! let us fly these deadly waters! let us home!”<br /><br />“...that one most perilous and long voyage ended, only begins a second; and a second ended, only begins a third, and so on, for ever and for aye. Such is the endlessness, yea, the intolerableness of all earthly effort.”<br /><br />Herman Melville, Moby-Dick<br />
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Turning on blue
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Don Maxwell - Sep 29,2013
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Well, Dan, this time you've outdone yourself. What excellent illustrations for the great book!<br /><br />Permit me to supply the book's opening scene (with probably the most famous first sentence in any novel) because it may be as relevant to the SeaRey experience today as it was to sailing in 1851:<br /><br />'Call me Ishmael. Some years ago- never mind how long precisely- having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off- then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.' <br /><br />(Chapter 1 - Loomings. <a href="http://www.americanliterature.com/author/herman-melville/book/moby-dick-or-the-whale/chapter-1-loomings">http://www.americanliterature.com/author/herman-melville/boo<br>k/moby-dick-or-the-whale/chapter-1-loomings</a> <br />
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John Robert Dunlop - Sep 30,2013
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WOW! What a great journey that was. You once again you set the bar.. Somewhere I could never reach, but dream..
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