Fri 15 Oct 2010
I love water. Some of the best of my youth was swimming in the stuff…
Family week at the beach. We’d rent a cottage with my grandparents. All the aunts and uncles and cousins would show up. I never liked to lie on the beach. I’d rather swim in the waves.
Then when I was older, there were times when friends and I would get the mad idea to drive through the night to the sea shore.
There was also a favorite rope swing, and cliff jumping into the Potomac river.
Later came my trips on Greenpeace ships where sometimes we’d be months without land. Those were something special.
Everywhere I go, I see people having the same fun with water. Even in northern countries, like Sweden, they jump into icy cold lakes in between sauna sessions. And in the summer, swimming down on the lake. Same with places I’ve been in Africa, Asia, the Mediterranean and South America.
Of course, for a large chunk of people, water is more about survival. It’s in short supply or polluted. Recently, a photographer spent time with local fishermen and their families in a small Chinese village. The brutal reality they’re facing is mirrored by many communities around the world. Even in the USA. That river I used to love to swim in has paper factories up stream, and serious problems with run off.
Almost every day of the year I take plentiful, clean water for granted. But not today. Today, I’m taking a moment, along with thousands of other people participating in Blog Action Day, to appreciate it.