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Capitan’s Log: Earthdate: March 10:2020 1920Hrs
Location: Captains Mess; Airship Philalethes Latitude (DMS):33 52’ 60 S Longitude: 151 13’ 0E
It has been a busy day, transporting this month’s
final shipment of Grains from New Zealand to Australia. The Philalthes can hold an enormous amount of cargo; hence we were happy to make the run.
Anyway, it gives me a chance to catch up with old friends from my Evoke days. Who would have thought it was only 10 years ago.
So much has happened in such a short period of time. Earthfleet
was launched from my Evokation Prevail, Earth surprised us all moving in to a hot phase way ahead of the predicted schedule but we surprised ourselves, coming together and launching geo engineering projects. One such that people would have never thought as such was the food initiatives championed by so many, my friend Nick Hemying
among them to feed a hungry and mobile population. From personal farming to vertical skyscrapers to in-vitro grown meat, all of this helped us make it through the initial years of the warm up.
Here on board the Philalethes, we have our own hydroponically
grown vegetables, a bio reactor for in-vitro meat growth, and deep freeze area for fish we buy from some of the great sea going farms we pass over. Breads are made from grains and cooked in solar ovens.
As for liquids, we catch rainwater and have 3 slingshots for backups. Tea and coffees are in stores as well. The crew have a small still for some libations that the think I don’t know about, its good to let the crew have something that is just theirs.
Tonight since where over Australia I’ll be having some old friends up for dinner. Amber Sofia, Jessica Gomes, Darpan all from my first Evoke days, as well as some of the Elders I met from the Aboriginal
peoples. Dinner tonight will be prepared by all of us in a communal fashion to remind us that we all depend on each of us for our daily bread. The fish (Barramundi) has been cleaned, the vegetables washed, the dough risen and ready to bake, the spices are out and fragment. (there’s a lucrative trade in spices now and unfortunately
a black market as well) The table is clear, inviting for the personal plates, bowls and utensils of the guests. ( All of us took a lesson from Gandhi, we each have one plate, bowl, and for me a titanium spork, a knife is common tool carried but everyone these days. )
All in all, the act of preparing, cooking and eating the meal, followed
by us all cleaning our kit and then settling in to relax with tales and news binds us as if we where family. It does not matter if I only get here once a year, the ties of food are strong as steel. Ahh I hear the lift winches going, so best to get ready for my guests.
Captains log out.
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