20,000 Leagues Under Titan

Sometime in the future, NASA plans to send a submersible to explore an alien marine environment.

The mission will plumb the deapths of the largest hydrocarbon lake on Saturn’s largest moon, Titan: Kraken Mare. At minus 300 Fahrenheit, it’s beyond cold. It isn’t tranquil either, fit for gentle sailing. It’s known to have choppy waves, churned by tides.



19 thoughts on “20,000 Leagues Under Titan

      1. Doing fine. Been away a bit from the blogosphere. Catching up. Hope Life is treating you well. You’re in NY if I recall. How are you holding up with the storms?


      2. Reading is a good snow-storm activity, preferably with a log-fire in the chimney, a furry cat curled on your lap, and a snifter of Cognac nearby. What are you reading? 🙂


      3. Looked him up. (OMG, he’s from 1952!)
        I’ll definitely buy a copy in may when I go to Washington DC. Did you read Frank herbert’s Dune?


      4. I’m not quite sure I like the idea of 1952 (or 1953 in my case) being qualified as an “era”! 😦
        (A golden age maybe?) 🙂
        Do get to Dune whenever you can. It is a remarkable analysis of power (amongst other things) particularly in Heretics and the last volume Chapterhouse: Dune. (Which means you will have to read them all. 🙂
        Take care o’ yourself.


      5. Yeah. I lived that in Africa. There was an island off the coast of Conakry called Roume. 60-62 (in between the bay of pigs, the Cuba missiles, Kennedy’s assassination, I remember it) we’d sail to the island on sundays. The western europeans and americans were on one beach. The russians on another, just around the island. Never a word exchanged!
        Be good

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      6. East Africa? You don’t say! Mzuri sana Memsahib! (Wewe nasekiya kiswahili?) 🙂
        My father was an Air France man. So we were stationed in freshly independent Guinea from 59 to 64. Then 3 years in Holland (I still have those wonderful KLM porcelain houses youmentioned in one post. Then Kenya from ’67 to ’71. And I finished high school at the french Lycée in Addis-Ababa, in Ethiopia, the only french school thousands of miles from Nairobi. What took you there?
        Kwaheri sassa Memsahib!
        (I believe they say “mama” now, but the hindustani “Memsahib” I like better. Carries a weight of pride and elegance, doesn’t it?)
        Take care, and may the River be with you! 🙂


      7. My dad was with the U.N. back in the day when he was on assignment to Uganda. So that’s what us to places in Africa: Nairobi, Entebbe, Mbabane, Johannesburg. I take it that that language is Swahili:) IF it is, then, I don’t know a word of it. Air France used to be one of my favorite airlines. Yes, “memsahib” would be how an Indian addressed a Western lady, more specifically, a Caucasian woman, in the colonial days. It’s elegant, yes. What’s the “River?” I’m afraid I have to plead ignorance:)

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      8. U.N.? Great. We had a lot of UNDP and FAO friends in Nairobi. Must have been a fascinating experience for you. Yes it is Swahili. I still mumble a few words. The “River”? When we first got “acquainted”, I remembered a friend of mine from Sri Lanka whose name was Ananda. Budha’s first cousin as I’m sure you know. So I googled your name. 🙂 And Alaknanda or Alakananda is a hymalayan river, the source of the Ganges or a tributary depending on the sources. (No pun intended!) So. You are a “River” 🙂 Or wear a River’s name!
        Kwaheri sassa means “see you presently”.
        Take care


      9. It was best, best time of my life. New places. New kinds of food. Traveling. Ah, yes, “Alakananda” is the name of a mighty Himalayan river. A tempestuous river, at that:) I see you’re fluent in Swahili among a few other tongues we well. I used to speak French. And now, that’s gone rusty too.

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      10. Just got wayyyyy better last week. mid twenties C. Sun. No rain. We’ll be good until May, when the local Monsoon starts hitting! Be good.


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