FIVE The Japanese Connection
A truffled breakfast and a discussion of ocean currents and the spread of mushrooms. I mistake the Native American Flute for a shakuhachi.
FOUR Ancient Seas
Looking back to a fragmented North America and the catastrophe that might have befallen the Heraclitus many millions of years ago. We lunch on aglio e olio.
THREE Truffle Season
In Seattle, sitting out the terrible forest fires; thinking about truffles, quinces and marrons glaces.
TWO Booktown USA
We sail past Annie Proulx’s house and mull over Seattle’s literary fame – more bookstores per capita than anywhere else in the USA and possibly more wonderful authors.
ONE The Grand Depart
At ease on Heraclitus reflecting on coyotes, Boeing and injera and wat. We sail with the rising tide.
