"My boots are full of sand."  That's what Lewis and Clark said.  No, that's what I said.  The idea of Manifest Destiny takes a hold of me when I make my way to the coast, from time to time. 

What creatures are found in the black tidal waters?  They are rather benign creatures compared to the ones encountered on land.  Monstrosities they say, but there is no record of them. 

A fire is a simple thing.  The comforts of home are transported easily in bundles of twig and log.  All else seems mandatory, and forced.  All you need is fire.  Take it from Ray Mears (Ray Mears, b. 1964, Kenley, London).