It was Christmas Eve and I hoped that Santa would be able to forward my Christmas presents from Knotty End which was only 408 miles away.
I noticed that New York didn't seem far and I wondered whether a new set of batteries and a paddle would get me there.
It was starting to get dark as I stared out across the vast ocean that stretched before me.
I felt humbled by its majestic splendour and timeless beauty.
I also felt hungry.
No comments:
Post a Comment