In August, a drift-bottle released in 1914 to check water currents was retrieved by a fishing boat. After almost ninety-eight years, the bottle was found just over nine miles from where it was released.
Nine miles in ninety-eight years. Makes a snail look like a cheetah.
Or: Maybe it went all around the world and came back, like a salmon returned to spawn ...
In some ways, posting on the net is the modern version of messages-in-bottles. Now and then, I get a note from somebody who plugged something into a search engine and happened across a post I put on my blog. Of course, the blog has only been around six years; still, there are some references that are so narrow that somebody looking for information on, say, a Rolls Royce mechanic in Baton Rouge in the early 1970s, is apt to come across something I wrote.
Got a note from a guy just this morning who'd had a mutual acquaintance back in the day, and who spotted my post about the guy when I had discovered he had passed away a few years back.
Life is strange.