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At 30 kilometers, you wonder why you do this; At 42.2, it all becomes perfectly clear! After that...it is like passing the Bojador! "Even as I spoke, an immense shape Materialised in the night air, Grotesque and enormous stature With heavy jowls, and an unkempt beard Scowling from shrunken, hollow eyes Its complexion earthy and pale, Its hair grizzled and matted with clay, Its mouth coal black, teeth yellow with decay." Luís de Camões, The Lusiads, XVI Century.
Whoever means to sail beyond Bojador...
Whoever means to sail beyond the Bojador
Must double sorrow - no escape.
Peril and abyss has God to the sea given
And yet made it the mirror of heaven.
Quem quer passar além do Bojador
Tem que passar além da dor.
Deus ao mar o perigo e o abismo deu,
Mas nele é que espelhou o céu.
Fernando Pessoa, Message, 1935
Must double sorrow - no escape.
Peril and abyss has God to the sea given
And yet made it the mirror of heaven.
Quem quer passar além do Bojador
Tem que passar além da dor.
Deus ao mar o perigo e o abismo deu,
Mas nele é que espelhou o céu.
Fernando Pessoa, Message, 1935
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