The Journey Out
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The trip this week to Anacapa Island
is with Oaks Middle School. There are about twenty eager students,
a scattering of parent chaperones, and two teachers-John and
Kathy-I greet a half hour before we actually head out to the
island-actually a chain of three islands (East, Middle and West
Anacapa). We listen to a few prep It is a cold, windy day, overcast, with no view of Anacapa when we reach the open seas but the kids do not seem to mind. Most are up above on the observation deck, chatting amongst themselves and yelling with glee as the spray from the first waves blows up over them. Gradually, as we move past the first
half-hour of steady motoring, the coastline recedes into the
foggy distance and we begin to make out the dim outlines of Anacapa
and Santa Cruz Island off to the right. Another half-hour off the coast and we enter the Channel Islands National Marine Sanctuary. Almost if greeting us, a school (pod?) of more than a thousand common dolphins cruise past the bow and for more than ten minutes the kids (adults too) are mesmerized by the grace and beauty of these remarkable sea creatures as they swim past us. What a nice way to make our way onto the island.
The world's oceans cover seventy per
cent of the earth's surfaces yet we know so little about what
lies beneath it. Indeed, we know more about our moon which is
more than 240,000 miles away than we do At our current point, which is more than
ten miles off the Ventura coast the channel is most likely a
thousand feet deep--probably more, though I don't know exactly
what it is. What is does represent to me-whether a thousand or
five thousand feet deep-is an incredible unknown. There is so
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