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In Search of the Beginnings
      lower the maddened mainsail, we heard a sharp report overhead,
      followed by a terrible crash. The vessel leaned over; everything to
      cling to leaned over, as I looked up and tried with my feeble
      flashlight to discern what had happened up there.
        In fact, the solid topmast had broken into splinters. The main
      piece dangled upside down in front of the mainsail with the sharp
      clawlike end of the fracture threatening to rip the canvas which
      fluttered and battered like a huge kite above our heads, pulling
      the vessel ever further over on to its starboard side. A chasing
      wave caught at the edge of the sail and refused to let go. Everybody
      with a free hand gathered to try to drag the drowning canvas
      back to the ship. We feared the worst. Any normal vessel
      would have been in the utmost peril of capsizing or springing
      a leak.
        But this was not a normal vessel in the eyes of a modern sailor.
      This was a kind of ship once used by the earliest Sumerians, a kind
      of ship regarded by modern scholars as a mere river boat. As wave
      upon wave thundered aboard the uncontrolled vessel while the
      ocean held the corner of our mainsail in its grip, it seemed for a
      while that anything could happen. Whatever did happen would
      give the answer to one of the questions that had led to the experi­
      ment: how seaworthy was such a pre-European vessel. It was for a
      lesson like this that we had come on board. To know the Sumerian
      hardships and pleasures, and to feel on our own skins their practical
      problems at sea.
        I thought of the warm, dry ground between the firm date palms
      in the Garden of Eden. Would I have started this if I had known that
      a moment like this was awaiting us? I believe so. I believe we all
      realised that one cannot go to sea in an unfamiliar kind of ship
      without at some point running into hardship and trouble.
        This was my third ocean voyage on board a reed-ship, but it was
      the first in which we did not simply drift with the elements. This
      time there was no marine conveyor belt to carry us to our destina­
      tion. Yet our previous experience of the Egyptian-type papyrus
      ships gave us great advantages, for in ship design the earliest
      Sumerians and the earliest Egyptians have a common heritage.
      Scholars had even pointed out that the oldest hieroglyphic sign for
      ‘ship’ in Sumer was the same as the one for ‘marine’ in the earliest
      hieroglyphic script of Egypt.1 It depicted a sickle-shaped reed-boat
      with crosswise lashings around the vessel and reeds spreading at
      bow and stern. Could this mean that the earliest scribes in these two
      countries had inherited the idea of a script from a now lost common
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