.....three men in a tub.
Black Lake is in northern Michigan. Last summer, some friends and I spent a night there.
We were up early the next morning to catch the ferry to Mackinaw Island, and saw this.
It reminded me of a story I heard about Eskimos on the fjords in Greenland who are prone to "kayak sickness".
The fjords are known for spells of completely quiet weather, no wind or breeze, completely still and the water becomes like glass. The sun is low in the sky during these spells and sends a glare into the eskimos eyes as they sit quietly in their kayaks to not scare away the seals.
They become almost hypnotized, the landscape becomes unreal, and the eskimos become almost paralyzed, feeling like they are floating and sinking into a bottomless void. They are so stricken they cannot even cry out.
They just fall and fall and fall.....
Some are so prone to it that they cannot hunt and bring starvation to their families.
While this photo isn't really that, it reminded me of it.
The big grey.
The nothing.
.....three men in a tub.
Black Lake is in northern Michigan. Last summer, some friends and I spent a night there.
We were up early the next morning to catch the ferry to Mackinaw Island, and saw this.
It reminded me of a story I heard about Eskimos on the fjords in Greenland who are prone to "kayak sickness".
The fjords are known for spells of completely quiet weather, no wind or breeze, completely still and the water becomes like glass. The sun is low in the sky during these spells and sends a glare into the eskimos eyes as they sit quietly in their kayaks to not scare away the seals.
They become almost hypnotized, the landscape becomes unreal, and the eskimos become almost paralyzed, feeling like they are floating and sinking into a bottomless void. They are so stricken they cannot even cry out.
They just fall and fall and fall.....
Some are so prone to it that they cannot hunt and bring starvation to their families.
While this photo isn't really that, it reminded me of it.
The big grey.
The nothing.