We left Saxon Blue yesterday afternoon all safely tucked up and having
a nice rest in the marina in Annapolis. She looked very tidy after we
spent two days putting everything away and then sorting fresh bed
linen for all the beds. The last two days were beautiful and sunny so
it was a pleasure just hanging out with Andrea.
Being back in a marina makes the whole trip seem unreal and that's
only compounded by arriving in New York City on the train last night.
The city seems completely isolated from the wild world around but the
economic gravity it exerts is what really drives everything. That's
palpable in Nantucket which is really New York By Sea and exclusive
because it's expensive but the influence extends further than that.
The big city needs its raw materials and they're being gathered or
extracted from all the remote areas that we've visited. The influence
is tenuous in the high Arctic but the oil wells are already being
drilled there and it wasn't so long ago that the Bowheads were killed
so the City could have corsets and candles. I'm wondering how - or how
long - the wild places can stay wild and it's hard to be optimistic.
We've got a few days here and then we're flying back to the UK. I'm
really looking forward to seeing my family and White Hill. I'm already
missing Saxon Blue, though.