National Geographic : 1971 Jan
Tana, at the head of the Blue Nile. But, anxious to return home, they bound together only two-thirds of the reeds. Thus the hull tended to sink under the disproportionate weight of superstructure, cargo, and men. On a morning watch I write, "It's beautiful to see the sun rise exactly behind Ra II, the lofty tail standing out as a dancing pole in the glitter of our wake." And at night I observe, "The sail stands as a shade of the past against the starry sky, while the moon plays in dark wave valleys and crests, like fire on old pewter." It is unforgettable.