The Kon-Tiki. I spent 22 days on a raft. We have torpedoed. North Atlantic, winter of...

Thor Heyerdahl: [Taking with two sailors in a bar, showing them a drawn about a raft] A dozen logs or so, big balsa wood logs, and a hut for five crew. All very capable, of course. The mast, the rudder, there you go: the Kon-Tiki. Sailor: [angry] I spent 22 days on a raft. We have torpedoed. North Atlantic, winter of '43. You can't sail it or steer it. All you can do is sit there and wait to die. These logs... they are going to move against each other in the waves and eventually they are going to break the lashings. And you will each be sitting on a log floating your separate ways at the mercy of the elements. Thor Heyerdahl: [ashamed] Thank you for your time.

Approximately 12 sticks. Store balsa sticks. And a cabin for a crew of five All very capable, obviously. Mast and rudder ... There you have it Kon-Tiki! I spent 22 days on a raft. Torpedoed. North Atlantic, 1943. It can neither be sailed or controlled All you can do. Are to sit there and wait to die. The logs are going to rub against each other ropes torn apart And you think we end up at each their cane mercy of weather Thanks for the chat. Pardon You are Norwegian, right? I could not avoid hearing what you were talking about there. - Are you a sailor? - No. But neither are you. It will lessen resistance considerably. We engineers can not resist.