Continued from May 15th GMG post: Follow the red from March 28th to April 10th
From the log of SERENDIPITY, April 10, 1961
El Morro is abeam and we are having a better day than Sir Francis Drake who was driven away from the fortress in 1595 with a cannon shot through his cabin. For us it has been 13-1/2 days from Nassau, sailing 819 NM at an average of 2-1/2 kt. Only after we reach the murky harbor water do we lose sight of the three pilot fish that have been our companions for 13 days. Three buckets hold components of our engine, which sputtered its last in Nassau Harbor.
Al Bezanson
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THE MALDIVE SHARK
By Herman Melville
About the Shark, phlegmatical one,
Pale sot of the Maldive sea,
The sleek little pilot-fish, azure and slim,
How alert in attendance be.
From his saw-pit of mouth, from his charnel of maw
They have nothing of harm to dread,
But liquidly glide on his ghastly flank
Or before his Gorgonian head;
Or lurk in the port of serrated teeth
In white triple tiers of glittering gates,
And there find a haven when peril’s abroad,
An asylum in jaws of the Fates!
They are friends; and friendly they guide him to prey,
Yet never partake of the treat—
Eyes and brains to the dotard lethargic and dull,
Pale ravener of horrible meat.
(Photo – pilot fish swimming with an oceanic white tip shark – courtesy of Wikipedia)
Good Morning Gloucester 
THE MALDIVE SHARK
By Herman Melville
About the Shark, phlegmatical one,
Pale sot of the Maldive sea,
The sleek little pilot-fish, azure and slim,
How alert in attendance be.
From his saw-pit of mouth, from his charnel of maw
They have nothing of harm to dread,
But liquidly glide on his ghastly flank
Or before his Gorgonian head;
Or lurk in the port of serrated teeth
In white triple tiers of glittering gates,
And there find a haven when peril’s abroad,
An asylum in jaws of the Fates!
They are friends; and friendly they guide him to prey,
Yet never partake of the treat—
Eyes and brains to the dotard lethargic and dull,
Pale ravener of horrible meat.
(Photo – pilot fish swimming with an oceanic white tip shark – courtesy of Wikipedia)
Al Bezanson
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