Friday, August 24, 2012

Measuring Charges

Some problems were resolved yesterday. I was able to reset the battery meter and get that working again. I was also able to establish that the batteries are indeed holding a charge. They measured 12.5 volts.

Still unresolved is why the warning tones don't sound when I turn the key or shut off the engine. The sender is the likely suspect.  The yard back in Baltimore installed four (five?) of them until they got one that worked. So maybe it worked just for a bit and then failed? This connects back to my rant on quality production.

With the battery issues resolved, the voyage now officially begins again.

In other matters, a friend asked me to consider taking down the post about how we got our boat off the ship. For reasons that are more involved than I want to address here, I have granted that request -- but not before we got a passionate response to that post and in response to our post about being on a hero's journey. You can read that response in the comment section of "How Do Heros Handle Extortion" posted on August 18. The writer urged to consider the poem of Ithaca by Constantine Cavafy.

It is a beautiful poem indeed. (There are at least half a dozen translations. I read them all and each has slightly different nuances. Without too much comparison, I've chosen the following.)


Ithaca

When you set sail for Ithaca,
wish for the road to be long,
full of adventures, full of knowledge.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclopes,
an angry Poseidon — do not fear.
You will never find such on your path,
if your thoughts remain lofty, and your spirit
and body are touched by a fine emotion.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclopes,
a savage Poseidon you will not encounter,
if you do not carry them within your spirit,
if your spirit does not place them before you.

Wish for the road to be long.
Many the summer mornings to be when
with what pleasure, what joy
you will enter ports seen for the first time.
Stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase the fine goods,
nacre and coral, amber and ebony,
and exquisite perfumes of all sorts,
the most delicate fragances you can find.
To many Egyptian cities you must go,
to learn and learn from the cultivated.

Always keep Ithaca in your mind.
To arrive there is your final destination.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.
It is better for it to last many years,
and when old to rest in the island,
rich with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaca to offer you wealth.

Ithaca has given you the beautiful journey.
Without her you would not have set out on the road.
Nothing more does she have to give you.

And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you.
Wise as you have become, with so much experience,
you must already have understood what Ithacas mean.

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