Category: Daily

The cockpit/bridge [need a better term and consistency here] of Johnka’s floating sledge underslings the prow.  The driver [captain] enjoys most of the day in the sun.  For early morning and late afternoon sun the driver flies bright canopies.  Some models are equipped with a heliotracking curtain that does the work for the driver.  During light wind storms or gusty days a sand curtain is hung around the entire cockpit.

On brisker days drivers land the sledge, lower the balloons, and anchor the craft as best they can.  The kabs are drawn up on the windward side to protect the craft.  [could go either way on the logic here; maybe the kabs should be leeward]  With the sledge leeward of the kabs there is less digging to be done to get back underway.  I’ve seen 3/4 buried kabs stand and walk away with no more than a grunt to mark their effort.

Behind the cockpit, most modern sledges have a small kitchen: a cook stove, a sink and a low table.  On either side of that one room is a berth or two.  Larger sledges with a crew will have a long narrow hall running the length of the ship to a larger bunk room and small mess.

Clearly I need to decide what sort of vehicle this is: sled, ship, or wagon.  Nautical terms on the web here I come.

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Today I’ll be digging up Tritti and Johnka from the pilgrim and Shanty thread.  After a sort.

Johnka’s wagon is typical of any on the thinly disguised desert sands of [somewhere].  But it’s of the largest sort.  It’s size isn’t what you notice first.  The low featured desert dune magnify and reduce objects in a random way that makes appreciating scale a waste of time.  No, the first thing you notice is how high it rides off the blown sand given she’s just tri-rigged.

Typical of the older drivers out here, Johnka likes the stability of three balloons over the draft/lift of four. [need to dig up more consistent sailing ship terminology]  And he still gets the good drafting.  It’s not because he’s underloaded either, potatoes, apples, and tellats are literally falling over the sides.  Creating a something of a trail for the desert animals looking for easy food.

The the bridge under slings the prow.  Johnka has a few extra canopies flown out along the rim to get even more shade in the setting and rising sun–he likes his days early and late.  No doubt he drifts off to sleep during the dull noon hours while his veteran kab team continues eastward or westward depending.

Kabs are not well built for desert winds.  Their pink and grey scaled humps rising from their stout frames and short legs makes them look just like a sailboat turned lizard.  But the winds run mostly the direction they are heading or opposite it.  In the end, the absurdly scaled water reserve acts more like a keel than a sail.

Need to wrap it up there.  Maybe I’ll tack on something later today.