SEA Currents: SSV Corwith Cramer
Although we have only been here for about 5 days now, our routine morning stroll to the courtyard in St. George’s already feels instinctive to me. This morning we started off with a special treat from our amazing steward, Sabrina, …homemade bagels! She never fails to keep us full and happy, which is definitely a priority when your daily schedules are as packed as ours are.
I spend a lot of time thinking about the moments that led to this one. There is nothing like living on a boat for 22 days to make you think about time’s influence on your life. To think about prior moments and decisions that have led to this one. To think about the way that we got to this specific point in time.
Only just getting back to Mama Cramer at 2240 is a bit rough as my bed time is often 2 hours earlier. As I am writing this I am suffering from the satisfying exhaustion one only gets after a long day filled to the brim with great adventure. For me personally the day started off at 6:30 because I was the assistant steward this morning! And since it was our wonderful steward’s (Sabrina) day off I was assigned the task of slicing bananas and bread, as well as taking cereal from the cabinet to the breakfast buffet for all. Exhausting, I know.
Today was eventful to say the least! From touring a fellow academic sailboat, to being reunited with our Ocean Policy professor, there was a lot to do. Furthermore, it was our first full day in Bermuda, and consequently, our first full day off since the beginning of the sea component. Everyone’s day began together with another wonderful breakfast cooked by the lovely Sabrina. We then mustered (all met) on the quarter deck before being set free on the island.
Hello again friends!
This morning, we were awoken by the sound of crashing pots and pans and banging doors. The leftover dishes from the night before were flying across the galley counter and the closet door someone forgot to latch shut was swinging wildly out of control. The winds were strong, and the ship was rocking and rolling harder than it has in a while. “Karrin, this is your 6am wakeup. Breakfast in 20 minutes, watch in 50. Wear a jacket its cloudy and could rain.”
Those of you back home keeping up with the blog have become familiar with our regular watch standers – that is, the students and staff of A, B, and C watches. However, there is another group of people on board: collectively, we are known as the Others. We are the UARV pilot, Dylan, the Lab Hand, Kata, the fearless leaders Captain Jason and Chief Scientist Laura, the engineer, Kelly, our visiting scientist from the office, Georgie, and myself, the Steward.
Today we got hit with some winds (Force 5-6), a stark difference from the calm of yesterday. Though I’m still running off the high of going aloft yesterday (truly the most incredible view in the world – definitely a trip highlight), I couldn’t imagine climbing the mast in these waves, and the winds are only supposed to get stronger. That being said, I don’t have a lot of pictures so I’m just going to share this cool one from yesterday!
Today began with (vegan) pancakes from our amazing steward Sabrina. She has been feeding us non-stop with gourmet meals and snacks six times a day, there is more food here than I’ve ever seen in my life. After an amazing breakfast, my watch (B-watch) was ready to take the deck. Half of us went to tend the sails and ship while the others, Anna and myself went to lab with our scientist leader Grayson. When I walked into lab, there were pantyhose filled with styrofoam cups we had decorated, hanging around the lab disco ball.
0000 May 3rd 2017 — My watch beeps. It is midnight. I have been standing as lookout at the bow for one hour now. I look down into the water that breaks beneath me. It is speckled with bioluminescence that glimmers like sparks deflecting off of the hull. I look up into the sky, a bright crescent moon rests above me. I realize how thankful I am to be on watch on such a beautiful night.
My day started and ended under the stars. The day technically began watching a triple stack of nets go down to 100 meters for one last sampling from the South Sargasso Sea. As Marie mentioned before, there’s a certain amount of coordination (which we all sometimes lack) required to set up a wire deployment at night, hoping you don’t knock anything overboard or trip over anything. Even with these difficulties, there is something about science under the stars that is pretty unreal.