The chaos of the water on the big lake makes perfect sense to me. Affected by the strong tides, the out-flow of several large rivers, high winds and the thundercaps which precede the coming storm, Lake Muskoka is pushing the boat around as I speed towards our cottage on Boyd’s Bay. I am alone in the boat after dropping my nephew off at a cousin’s cottage for the day. I have a thirty minute voyage back to the relative tranquility of the north end of the lake. I’ve got the throttle fully open and the small craft is responding nicely albeit noisily. Fifty-five horsepower outboards are as indiscrete as they are powerful.
For some reason, even though wilderness is all I can see around me, I can’t stop thinking about the Internet. There is a strange connection between the networks of nature and the backbone of the World Wide Web. Both provide unending stimuli for the mind and are potent muses for one’s imagination. There are an unlimited number of possibilities in both the wilderness and the web. The forces that created this ancient lake and the Precambrian granite base it sits in are being worked into a metaphor and there’s nothing I can do to resist. My favourite fishing rod rests in its holder beside the brown tackle box but I am far too interested in this unexpected mental journey to stop to catch more fish.
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