"Il nageait, s'élançait pour aller prendre pied... il n'était déjà plus qu'a portée de la voix: il pernut le ressac qui tonnait sur les roches; la grosse mer grondait sur les sèches du bord: terrible ronflement! tout était recouvert de l'embrun des écumes, et pas de port en vue, pas d'abri, de refuge!... rien que des caps pointant leurs rocs et leurs écueils!"

Homère, Odyssée, Trd. Victor bérard

"... as he swam on, anxious to plant his feet on solid ground again. But just offshore, as far as a man's shout can carry, he caught the boom of a heavy surf on jagged reefs - roaring breakers crashing down on an ironbound coast, exploding in fury- the whole sea shrouded- sheet of spray - no harbor to hold ships, no roadstead where they'd ride, nothing but jutting headland, riptooth reefs, cliffs."

Homer, Odyssey, translation Robert Fagles

View from the jetty at the mouth of the river Douro in Porto on a wet and windy night. I was quite impressed the absence of tripod, the few glasses I had had for dinner and the wind wouldn't beat image stabilization over a half second. There are some smart engineers out there! And thank you Maggie for convincing me it was worth walking up that jetty.

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"- Mon cher papa, ne veux tu pas me faire armer la voiture à roues hautes? je voudrais emporter notre linge là bas pour le laver au fleuve: j'en ai tant de sali!... Toi d'abord, tu ne veux, pour aller au conseil avec les autres rois, que vêtements sans taches, et, près de toi, cinq fils vivent en ce manoir, deux qui sont mariés , et trois encor garçons, mais de belle venue! sans linge frais lavé, jamais ils ne voudraient s'en aller à la danse. C'est moi qui doit avoir soin de cela.
Elle ne parlait pas des fêtes de ses noces. Le mot seul l'aurait fait rougir devant son père.
Mais, ayant deviné, le roi dit en réponse:
- ce n'est pas moi qui veut te refuser ni les mules ni rien. Pars! nos gens vont t'armer la voiture à roues hautes et mettre les ridelles."

Homère, L'Odyssée, VI, Trad. Victor Bérard.

" 'Papa dear, could you manage to let me have a good big waggon? I want to take all our dirty clothes to the river and wash them. You are the chief man here, so it is only right that you should have a clean shirt when you attend meetings of the council. Moreover, you have five sons at home, two of them married, while the other three are good looking bachelors; you know they always like to have clean linen when they go to a dance, and I have been thinking about all this.
She did not say a word about her own wedding, for she did not like to, but her father knew and said, 'You shall have the mules, my love, and whatever else you have a mind for. Be off with you, and the men shall get you a good strong waggon with a body to it that will hold all your clothes.' "

Homer, Odyssey, Translation Samuel Butler
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Well, this kind of trailer usually serves to haul hay bales, you don't even need to be a king anymore to own such things. Princesses don't do much laundry for entertainment nowadays either...

Minolta SRT 101 and Rokkor PF 55mm f/1.7, Fomapan 400 in Rodinal 1+50 for 12 Min @ 20 °C, digitalized using the kit zoom with extension tubes

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C'est moi qui suis Ulysse, oui, ce fils de Laerte, de qui le monde entier chante toutes les ruses et porte aux nues la gloire. Ma demeure d'Ithaque est perchée comme une aire, sous le Nérite aux bois tremblants, au beau profil. Des îles habitées se pressent tout autour, Doulichion, Samé, Zante la forestière; mais, au fond du noroît, sur la mer, mon Ithaque apparaît la plus basse, laissant à l'est les autres îles. Elle n'est que rochers, mais elle nourrit de beaux gars, cette terre! il n'est ren à mes yeux de plus doux.

Homère, Odyssée, IX , Trad. Victor Bérard

I am Odysseus, son of Laertes, known to the world for every kind of craft - my fame has reached the skies. Sunny Ithaca is my home. Atop of her stands our seamark, mount Neriton's leafy ridges shimmering in the wind. Around her a ring of islands circle side-by-side, Dulichion, Same, wooded Zacynthus too, but mine lies low and away, the farthest out to sea, rearing into the western dusk while the others face the east and breaking day. Mine is a rugged land but good for raising sons - and I myself, I know no sweeter sight on earth than a man's own native country.

Homer, Odyssey, IX, Tr. Robert Fagles
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The rocky slopes before the Grand Pont in Montreuillon.

Konica Autoreflex TC & Hexanon 40mm f/1.8 @ f/1.8, Fomapan 100 in Rodinal 1+50 for 9 min @ 20°C, digitalized with kit zoom and macro tubes. The 40 mm is rather soft wide open, but I was already down to 1/30s. Life is full of compromises.

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"Mais au terme d'un an, quand revient le printemps et que les mois échus annoncent les longs jours, mes braves compagnons m'appellent pour me dire: Malheureux! S'il est dans to destin de rentrer, sain et sauf, en ta haute maison, au pays de tes pères, il serait temps alors de songer à partir."

Homère, Odyssée, X, tr. Victor Bérard & Victor Bérard

"We stayed with Circe for a whole twelvemonth feasting upon an untold quantity both of meat and wine. But when the year had passed in the waning of moons and the long days had come round, my men called me apart and said, 'Sir, it is time you began to think about going home, if so be you are to be spared to see your house and native country at all.' "

Homer, Odyssey, X, Tr. Samuel Butler

I used the rear lens of my Minadax wide angle converter for this one. Today felt like the first day of spring.

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"Yea and I should have seen the men of old, whom I was fain to look on, Theseus and Peirithous, renowned children of the gods. But ere that might be the myriad tribes of the dead thronged up together with wondrous clamour: and pale fear gat hold of me, lest the high goddess Persephone should send me the head of the Gorgon, that dread monster, from out of Hades." (Odyssey, Book XI, translation S.H. Butler & A. Lang

"J'aurais bien voulu voir les heros des vieux ages, Thésée,Pirithoos, nobles enfants des dieux. Mais avant eux voici qu'avec des cris d'enfer s'assemblaient les tribus innombrables des morts. Je me sentis verdir de crainte à la pensée que du fond de l'Hadès la noble persephone pourrait nous envoyer la tête de Gorgo, de ce monstre terrible" (Odyssée, XI, traduction Victor Bérard)

35mm f/1.6 CCTV lens @ f/8 with extension tube

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