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Columbia River Bar Pilots
Crossing the Bar – Alfred Lord Tennyson
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
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What a good piece of poetry to read right now, read in its entirety!
I encounter this poem often enough but only as a tiny fragment. It’s when I pick up a fresh Wooden Boat and read the frontmost features, one of which is an always sad, pretty part called “Crossing the Bar”, where contributors to the art who’re recently done with their boatmaking or boat sailing or boat writing are commemorated.
The Columbia River Maritime Museum in Astoria is a good place to learn more about the river pilots. The old pilot boat is on display in front of the museum.
A hockey coach from my youth had a great saying to describe that video. There’s a thin line between guts and nuts.
We crossed the Columbia on a road trip twice over the last two weeks, but this was a lot different than Biggs Junction or Portland.
What a great news story, thanks for sharing.