26 May 2010
Tuesday 25 May 2010 (ANGUILLA)
Monday 24 May 2010
Sunday 23 May 2010
Saturday 22 May 2010
Friday 21 May 2010
Thursday 20 May 2010
Wednesday 19 May 2010
Picton Castle at sea; Wednesday 19 May 2010 בס"ד
After our watch muster, all of the 12-4 trainees went to the quarterdeck and stood at attention in lines. This was Georgie's plan for the past 24 hours and Rebecca, Logan, and Meredith thought it was funny, although to be honest I'm not sure why Georgie thought we should do this? Anyway, I told Nadia and Niko the Hideout SMP story, then we loosed and set the foretopmst staysl. The maintopmst staysl was already set. I stood third helm and steered SxW, and it was unusually easy, requiring only a half turn at most every so often to correct. After, I told Yo the story and we made hot water and coffee for the next watch.
Day watch, with the exception of my second lookout, consisted of more work on the backstay booties. On lookout I saw nothing but seaweed (which I remember from Planet Earth grows abundantly in the Saragossa Sea) and a few flying fish. After watch I tried evening out the brutal beater tan I've got, and I took a shower. Around dinner time, the seas got a little lumpy and seem to be worsening, but I doubt it will e as bad as the gale seas. Jo and I did a light workout today. I was reading a bit of my Small Boat Seamanship Manual as well. We're still under power, but have the maintopmst staysl, foretopmst staysl, and inner jib set. We're riding pretty close to the wind but as we make south the trades should start coming from the east more and more.
Tuesday 18 May 2010
Picton Castle at sea; Tuesday 18 May 2010 בס"ד
The weather for nightwatch was nice, but quite humid. Overhead the sky was for the most part clear, but you couldn't see the horizon up to 10° on account of the haze. Rebecca wanted everybody to e able to name all of the running rigging and able to box the compass by at least whole points, so we partnered up and studied. Nadia and I helped each other, as she was stronger with the rigging and I the compass, although both of us know them very well now. I had a nice conversations with Rebecca about the stars and constellations, and also about my building back in PA and how I think I'd like to do this professionally. The pro crew obviously will teach everybody how to sail on the PC but for those interested in a maritime career they'll probably go into further detail and make sure the traine gets the most out of the instruction. I had third helm, steering SxW, and although we're under power and the sea state is relatively calm, I feel that I'm greatly improving my skill at the helm. The air was so humid that the quarterdeck PFDs water-activated light beacons turned on, so Meredith and I freshwater rinsed them and put them in the charthouse to dry. Otherwise, I just studied the night sky, and saw Jupiter rising off the port beam. Soon enough I'll be looking at a new night sky and have to learn all over again.
The day shift started with more work stitching up the turnbuckle booties. Yo and I worked on them for an hour when we both had to relieve people (she the helm and I the lookout). I saw only several Portuguese men-of-war float by on the very calm surface as we motored past. I did get a little red but not what I'd call a burn. After lookout, Nicksa asked me to put some primer on a turnbuckle eye, shackle, and thimble on the headrig. Finally, Mitch and I finished off a long line of baggy wrinkle, and I trimmed it down with the mallet and hatchet. After watch, I read on the focslehead for a bit and observed a crescent moon overhead, which excited me since I haven't seen the moon in a while. I went below when it looked like a weather system might be approaching and accidentally fell asleep. Luckily Shawn woke me up towards the end of dinner and I didn't miss it. After dinner we had a good laugh when I failed miserably at solving a riddle (“my grandmother is dead, is she dead?”), then I did some working out with Jo and then Paula and Alex. Tonight began Shavuot, but since I can't have a bonfire, I guess I'll just chill.
NOTES: We are south of Bermuda; we braced on a port tack to reduce windage.
Monday 17 May 2010
Picton Castle at sea; Monday 17 May 2010 בס"ד
I've decided that I should write in my log twice each day since it feels like I have two mini-days everyday. The time right now is 0410, and I've just been relieved from watch. The first hour I spend reviewing and being quizzed on boxing the compass by quarter-points. I feel confident that if I was told to steer, let's say, SWxS ½ S, I'd know how to determine that course quickly. We also brainstormed ideas for Norway National Day, and I'm going to attempt to fashion out horns and put them in my hat to make a Viking helmet and also use baggy wrinkle or robands for hair. The seconds hour I spent pretty much just stargazing from the quarterdeck and figuring out constellations. I know a few now, and even from the few days we've been at sea I'm already growing accustomed to the sky and can tell which general direction we're headed. I saw a few good shooting stars, one of which actually left a trail behind it. I had third helm, and I started on a due S course, but the winds started to change a bit and so Rebecca had me steer SxE and then SSE, where I remained for the remainder of my helm. I did the final shipcheck and ran into Nadia and Katie sneaking into the hold to hide rice krispie treats they made as a food bribe for tomorrow. The even is scheduled for 1700.
I woke up before lunch and began my preparations for the Norway event. I made sharpie tattoos of the Norwegian flag for myself and a few others. For the day watch, I started with Meredith covering some backstay turnbuckles. By the time we got set up, however, I had to relieve the lookout. Nothing of note was seen; just a drifting buket. I returned to work with Meredith after my lookout, but was told I had to get a type of rod (whose name now escapes me), but after a half hour of searching in the sole with no result, I was put back to the backstay turnbuckles. Doing this I learned how to sew a baseball stitch. After watch, everybody was busy getting ready for the event at 1700. I was dressed as a viking and wore a red hat with attached horns made form socks, aluminum foil, and hockey tape. My name was Fred the Fjord, and at 1700 all the watches mustered for a deck parade. We then had a Norwegian trivia competition/potato spoon relay. The batcave and focsle won that and went on to do a tug of war, which the focsle won. In all, it took about a half hour, but was good fun. An actual bat was found on the aloha deck, but it was very injured and I heard it was put down, though I don't know for sure. I observed two butterflies fluttering around which confuses me since we're in the middle of the ocean, but perhaps they were stowaway chrysallises. We had all canvas spread throughout the day, but after dinner a large storm system could be seen astern, so the call went to take in sail and up and stow. I read some Master & Commander, and took some video of a large pod of dolphins off starboard. Now off to bed.
Sunday 16 May 2010
Picton Castle at Sea; Sunday 16 May 2010 בס"ד
Though the gale had officially ended, the sea state was still quite lumpy. However, for what reasons I'm unsure, I had practically none of the apprehension that plagued me earlier. In the first hour I stood lookout with Niko, again from the bridgewings. This time I thought I saw a very distant light 1pt off abaft the starboard beam, but when I reported it to Rebecca, she told me it was a setting star, and I didn't see it again. It was an otherwise uneventful lookout, except when I saw a huge swell break midships and splash up to completely drench me. Luckily I had my foulies on and only underwear beneath them, so it was not a big deal. After my lookout and shipcheck, I taught Adreinne, Michael, and Mitch how to clean the galley shelves and put on the stoveblack, as they had not yet done it. I spent the rest of the watch working on my sea legs, and by the end of watch the ratio of OH SHIT swells to just 10ft swells was significantly less. Jimmy and I were saying that now the 10ft swells were like child's play comparatively. We then did wakeups and final shipcheck, then were relieved.
I woke up today for lunch cooked by Siri, Yo, Nadja, WT, and Nicksa, who were the volunteer cooks and galley crew today. The weather was gorgeous and the sea was restored to a tolerable state. On Sunday, there is no shipwork done other than necessary sail-handling and helm and lookout, not that there had been shipwork on Saturday since it was impossible. I stood second lookout and saw only a sea turtle drifting along off port. At first it looked like driftwood since it just kind of floated by and was sort of brown. I'd say it was no longer than three feet. I had a beater on but my shoulders started to burn so I put on a light collared shirt and hugn out on the quarterdeck with my watch reading up on Panama and its cuisine. We had a mini-watch muster about the Norway National Day parade that will happen tomorrow. Each watch must compete to have the best Norwegian stuff to be judged by Siri, Yo, Mate Mike, and the Captain (which will be interesting since nobody brought any Norwegian stuff). After watch I took a nap on the hatch, while Liam and Shawn played Smut Scrabble and Jimmy, Katie, and Michael played Bananagrams on either side of me. Right before dinner there was an all-hands muster on the quarterdeck where the Captain explained that we'd probably start motoring for the next few days starting tomorrow just so that we can catch the tradewinds. Today we had all squaresls set and the inner jib and maintopmst staysl. After dinner, I worked out a bit and stowed away all of my cold weather clothes and sleeping bag. I've noticed that I'm fairly adapted to my new sleep schedule, that being midnight-0400 watch, 0430-1130 sleep, lunch, noon-1600 watch, 1630-2030 freetime, 2030-2330 sleep. Also there was a fishing line off the aloha deck today, but I had no part in this.
Saturday 15 May 2010
Picton Castle at Sea; Saturday 15 May 2010 בס"ד
A lumpy 24hrs it has been and still remains. The night watch started with wake up from Brad stating, “It's freezing and raining and lumpy so wear layers and foulies.” However, when we got on deck it was tolerably warm, and so after our muster I went back below and removed some layers. Jackropes had been rigged midships, and we were told to stay at the quarterdeck if idle. I had been assigned fourth helm, so after an hour I helped clean the galley shelves with Nadia and Jimmy. I put on the stoveblack also. I returned to the starboard quarterdeck, but after a few minutes, Meredith asked me to accompany [person] on the midships deck. I found [person] there seasick as a dog. So I stayed with [person] and did my best to make [person] feel better, though I don't think I had much effect. I also slacked lines that were tightening in the drizzle. There I remained until my helm duty. Shortly after I relieved the helm, the seas became significantly lumpier. I was steering due south, which wasn't terribly hard to maintain. The hard part was holding on for dear life when the ship bucked like a rodeo bull. In the binnacle, there were times when I couldn't even see the compass because of the pitching. While I was at helm, the watch rigged up jackropes on the quarterdeck as well. By the time watch was over, my arms were super stiff from the OH SHIT grasp I had on the helm. I went below to the relative calmness of the forepeak and slept like a baby despite the pounding of the anchor chains in the hawsepipes.
At the start of my day watch, the seas were still quite lumpy, but in daylight it was a bit easier to deal with. I wore my bathing suit and a beater and no footwear since the air temperature was quite comfortable. I, along with Georgie, was put on first lookout. Since the focslehead was a nightmare to walk fore and aft from, lookouts were put on the bridgewings. I was on port and just held on to the shrouds as I scanned my 180° field of view. I didn't see anything, however, for my whole hour. The next hour on the quarterdeck was fine, and I practiced with my sea legs, which was not easy. At one point a huge swell splashed starboard and sent a wave of spray clear across the quarterdeck and even over the charthouse, thoroughly soaking us all. The latter two hours of watch saw a big increase in swell size and wind force. This is when, I regret to say, my nerves got the better of me. The look on my face was apparently one of pure dread and terror, as I held on the jackrope for dear life. I felt the way I do on rollercoasters; not nauseous but rather extremely anxious. The swells were easily as high as the quarterdeck, and the one time I sat down on the veggie locker, we rolled to port at such an angle that I was almost vertically hanging from the nearest backstay. I hope that I conquer my fear enough to at least not freeze in nervous tension, but today's watch let me know I'm still quite a lubber. At the end of watch, Niko cut his finger open while trying to get through the forepeak to the salon on the watertight hatch. He got stitches for his injury. The watertight door is heavy and you must time it exactly right between rolls, which is impossible, and I've literally been flung about more than once trying to pass through it. It's now been lashed open though. Just read more Master & Commander and going to bed. I'm being tossed around my bunk now, and I'm really hoping that it calms down in the next three hours, though I doubt it.
Friday 14 May 2010
Picton Castle at Sea in Gulf Stream; Friday 14 May 2010 בס"ד
Night watch was fairly uneventful. I didn't stand lookout but I stood double helm with Georgie since steering under sail is trickier than steering under power (and if you fuck up the wind takes you aback). At the end of watch I did a ship check and we did some bracing at the turn of the watch.
Today I actually woke up for breakfast, which was french toast! (a new item). I ate, tried to read for about fifteen minutes, then went back to bed until lunch. On the day watch I tarred some headrig lashings, then stood a double helm with Yo. It was much easier this time, though we adjusted course to catch the winds and our watch took in the foresl and spanker. I am getting better at keeping track of turns in the wheel for weather helm, and Yo explained to me the way to box the compass by quarter points, which is easier than it originally seemed. I resumed work on the tarring, then cut off and redid some sailmakers' whippings on the starboard headsl sheets where the line is spliced to a thimble. After watch I did my workout routine, then read up on splicing. During this time we up and stowed all sails except lower topsls, probably for the oncoming gale. We switched to engine before dinner. After dinner I took a shower and in that short time the weather turned very foggy and dreary. I imagine when I wake for night watch it will be quite miserable out, but we'll see I guess.
Thursday 13 May 2010
Picton Castle at Sea; Thursday 13 May 2010 בס"ד
The night watch started out drizzly, so I had my foulies on. We started to do regular hour-long rotations on helm and lookout; only since we were hove-to there was no need to have helm and we had two people on lookout. Adrienne and I stood second lookout from 0100 to 0200. When we relieved the lookouts before us, we were told of a ship in the distance off starboard. At first it appeared to be going away, but we were spinning and then after a while I noticed it was getting considerably closer. I reported this to Rebecca, and she told me that they had changed course, that they were not obeying the rules of the road, that she was in contact with their captain, and that they'd pass about 1nm off starboard. That happened, and later on my lookout I hared a sound 3pts off port bow which sounded not unlike a distant river through a forest. I reported this, thinking it might be a weather system. Rebecca said nothing was on the radar, but that doesn't mean it couldn't be rain or winds. After my lookout a new ship was sighted off port bow, so maybe that was the source of the mystery sound. After 0200, we not on lookout had a “halftime show” where we tell stories or disclose talents to pass the time. Logan told the joke about the woman with the glass eye at the bar, but started it with telling how he worked at South Street Seaport on the Lettie G. Howard, which I confirmed with him later to be true. At around 0300 we started bracing the yards square and some people up and loosed sail. I went to wake up the focsle and forepeak people on the next watch, but apparently I suck at wakeups and only succeeded with Dave. Nadia woke the focsle for me. At the turn of the watch we started setting sails. There was a moment of confusion hoisting the fore upper topsl yard when port side got cockbilled. Logan went aloft and found that a gasket coil from the upper got snagged in the footrope of the lower. Anyway, I was pretty proud of how well I knew the lines in the dark and assisted some fellow trainees too. My night watch was sent below at 0435.
I woke up again today just for lunch and then started my watch. I again was designated second lookout and got no helm duty. I tacked down Conchey and coated her with Penetrol; however there was a paint locker fiasco as the last watch left it cluttered and disorganized and then slops got on deck. WT said, “Those bosuns who yell all the time at everyone; this doesn't happen to them.” I relieved Georgie from lookout and this time brought my binoculars with me. Shortly after I started, I noticed a very tiny figure on the horizon off starboard beam. After checking my binoculars, I confirmed it was a ship and reported it to Rebecca. I was pleased with myself for my prompt observation. Other than than a pod of dolphins dancing in our bow wake, I saw nothing else on my lookout. I did a ship check, and then reported back to WT for work. I actually didn't do much, save going into the sole a few times for ratboards. It was a bit difficult getting them out from underneath a dozen or so turnbuckles, but I did. Towards the end of the watch, when I was in the sole again, Tina and Jan startled me from what apparently was a one minute nap. I was quite embarrassed, and can't quite figure how I dozed off, but they thought I might be in trouble since I wasn't moving. After watch I read some of Master & Commander and practiced knots. The Captain called an all-hands muster on the quarterdeck, and told us three things: 1) we're about 400nm east of NYC, 2) tomorrow we'll be in the Gulf Stream, and 3) about the time we enter will be our first experience with a gale, according to forecasts. After dinner I became a personal trainer again (forgot to write that yesterday) and helped get Jo ready to do chinups. Our top speed today was 9kts, with almost all sails set. That's probably as fast as we might ever hope to go.
Wednesday 12 May 2010
Picton Castle at Sea; Wednesday 12 May 2010 בס"ד
My night watch wasn't very eventful, but I guess night watches usually aren't. It was very cold so I layered up a bit. I helped Yo clean the galley shelves and we learned how to make hot water and coffee for night watches. I took the helm and steered a SW course for thirty minutes, and I also stood a thirty minute lookout. On my lookout, Nadia told me when I relieved her that there was a 900ft Danish ship off the port bow and I could see it's port light, meaning we were going in somewhat opposite directions. Walking on deck in the dark with somewhat lumpy seas was quite tricky, even with the red nightvision lights on under the pinrails.
This morning I heard people telling me it was breakfast time, but apparently I was dead to the world and slept through it. I woke up for 11:30 lunch then stood my watch. I went aloft a few times; first to move buntline blocks around the jackstays and relash them, then I went to stand lookout, then I returned aloft to the fore upper topsl yard to continue. After that I took the helm and steered a SSW course. Later, Meredith and I went to the chain locker to fit in the hawsers until watch ended. Before we were stood down, we got the order to up and stow, so we did. Shortly after the start of the 4-8, we noticed the ship had stopped moving and everybody speculated on why. It was quite calm and during this time we saw plenty of dolphins all around. Before dinner Mate Mike explained that we were letting a low pressure system pass in front of us so we could ride its tail NE wind down. Also, we're about 250nm off Cape Cod or so. Either this 8-12 watch or my watch will be setting sails during our night watches.
Tuesday 11 May 2010
Picton Castle at Sea in North Atlantic; Tuesday 11 May 2010 בס"ד
Stood my anchor watch at 0300, which was not much unlike port watch except you must make sure the anchor isn't dragging. Went to bed after 0400 and woke up as per usual at 0715 for all-hands breakfast. Our goal was to be underway at 0800, but the Captain was ashore for official captain stuff until about 1030. We did some line reviews while we waited. Then the Captain told us we were going to do something that's never been done with a new crew; sail off the hook. No engine was going to help us out of the harbor. We set sails and braced to-and-fro to navigate our way out with the winds. Once we rounded Battery Point, we set sharp on a port tack and remained at all-hands until 1400, when we were well clear of land. The wind that had sailed us out died before this, and nobody complained when the “up-and-stows” came as we started to steam south. At 1400 the 12-4 officially took the first sea watch of WV5, albeit a half-length watch. During this time we rotated someone at the helm with Meredith and someone on the focslehead with Logan every twenty minutes to learn to steer and do lookout. I took the helm for the first time at 1420 and tried to keep on the PC on a SWxW 3/4W course, and although they had said steering under power is easier than under sail, I found the whole twenty minutes to be correcting my oversteering in either direction. For a while I was idle (as there was no shipwork to be done) and so Nadia and Niko quizzed me on lines and sail-handling procedures. It is starting to become instinctive and not just rote memory. At 1540 I stood my first lookout and after five minutes WT came up and told me that there was a weather system (rain squall) 3pts off the starboard bow, which I then reported to the mate. Shortly after, I sighted a pod of whales or other cetaceans broad on the port bow, about 3 shiplengths away and reported it. In all I saw four surface nearly simultaneously. I again saw them broad on the quarter. My watch was then relieved, and I went below to take a nap until dinner. After dinner I finished Mr Midshipman Hornblower and have remained below since it is quite cold and now dark on deck. I will stand my next watch in under three hours time. I had about thirty minutes today where I was keenly aware that today is the day when I finally began to do that which I've always wanted to do. I feel that, though not without trying, I've failed to make a man of myself yet, and now I may finally have the opportunity. I think often of Dad and wonder what he'd think of me. Sometimes I feel like him when I'm aloft, and that makes me immeasurably happy, but then I remember that I'm nervous, and I can't imagine a time when he seemed so to me.
Monday 10 May 2010
Picton Castle at Anchor in Lunenburg Harbor; Monday 10 May 2010 בס"ד
Today started as usual with 0715 wakeups and breakfast. At 0800, we began to draw a crowd at the dock and at 0900 we were ready to disembark. The Mayor bode us farewell and we cast off our mooring lines and began to make way under some engine power but also on a starboard tack with lower topsls and the headsls set. Once underway, I went aloft to loose the foresl, which was a bit trickier since we were on a tack. We were making good speed when all of a sudden I observed that we weren't making any more headyway. Before lunch we had an all-hands muster where we learned that in a very unusual turn of events, both of our two radar systems malfunctioned for unknown reasons. If just one had, we would have continued, or if we were far offshore we would have continued to a near port for repair. But since we were just out of harbor, we turned right around. We can't pull back to the wharf since customs and immigration had cleared us out of Canada already, so we set to anchor in harbor. Once there, a radar technician would be brought to the ship via smallboat. But since we were at sea, we broke into sea watches and after lunch the 12-4 took to deck. I worked on a mousing aloft and three on deck. Then time was taken to learn lines for a while. When we arrived to our anchorage, we were told to up and stwo all sail to prevent windage. I returned to the starboard foresl and stowed. While I was there, WT told me to put a whipping on the clew gasket to shorten it (for it was too long), and so I prepared sailmaker equipment and fixed my sewing palm to a lanyard, then did my first whipping aloft. Right after that the 4-8 took the watch. I sewed my workhat in the batcave, read some Hornblower, then had dinner. After dinner I joined a game of Smut Scrabble in the forepeak. We had another muster where Rebecca told us we'd have anchor watch tonight. My watch is at 0300. One of our radars is fixed and our goal is to weigh anchor at 0800. Just read more Hornblower in the salon (the chapter, “The Man Who Felt Queer,” was quite visual and nerve-wracking given my newfound appreciation of aloft work). Now going to bed for a few hours when I'll get my 0245 wakeup.
Sunday 9 May 2010
Picton Castle at Lunenburg; Sunday 9 May 2010 בס"ד
It's been one month to the day since I arrived here in Lunenburg to begin my voyage. As predicted, today had very little shipwork and we just tidied up the ship and warehouse. After lunch we were relieved (save the 4-8s who had the watch) and so I went to the Banker to upload some blogs. Afterwards, I returned to PC, had a kip (UK for nap), and found Mr Midshipman Hornblower in the salon library and read to mid-chapter 2. I hung out aboard for a bit, then returned to the Banker, called Karla, and enjoyed the local company for one last time. Now I'm back in my bunk, so I probably won't post this entry til I get to Panama. We depart tomorrow around 0900, and the Mayor will see us off in a small ceremony. Everybody is very excited.

