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SEA Currents: SSV Corwith Cramer


Gracie Ballou, University of Vermont, Burlington
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Here were are docked in New York City, more than 1600 nautical miles away from our starting location in San Juan, Puerto Rico. I’’m sure the previous blogs have made it clear, but it has been an incredible journey through and through. Up until the very end my experience on Mama Cramer has been exceptional (thankful it’s not quite over).

Zack Bourgault, UMass Dartmouth
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It’s our last full day sailing and the surrounding sea is giving a fitting farewell. Morning watch began with a large swell, soaking several of us. It wasn’’t until this point that I realized foul weather gear may be a good idea for the 6 hours ahead of me. The temperature has also dropped consistently. I’’ve started wearing pants for the first time in the four week trip. It is weather like this that makes me eager to land in New York.

Luke Gervase, B-watch, SUNY College of Environmental Science and Forestry
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Before I start this blog entry, I have to give a very big thank you too all of my shipmates who allowed me to experience my graduation today. Although it may have not been with all of my friends ashore, my makeshift graduation ceremony will never be forgotten. All of you guys really out did yourselves; I truly love my “diploma”.

Allison Work, Whitman College
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As I scroll through previous blog posts, I see yesterday’s blog already started some Mother’s Day shoutouts. But given the number of requests I had from shipmates all morning who knew I was writing today’s blog (and who

also, ahem, reminded me today is Mother’s Day), I can’’t let my post go without giving a ginormous shoutout to all the mothers of all the sailors aboard Mama Cramer. Happy Mother’s Day to all! Lots of good thoughts and love are flying toward you all from the North Atlantic Ocean.

Mandy Camp, Stetson University
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The word “sleep” seems somewhat meaningless anymore. As we are coming down to the wire, students are fervently and faithfully chugging away at all of our assignments due as we hit the dock in New York. We have been reminded that as important as all of our school work is, this truly is the experience of a lifetime and we need to “be here.” That balance is a tough one to achieve and will probably be grossly undermined in the midst of our seemingly endless to do lists, but our efforts still persist.

Brittany Mauer & Gabrielle Page
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It has been a momentous past few days aboard the Corwith Cramer. Today’s and yesterday’s weather were deceptively calm compared to the howling winds and 8-10ft seas we were greeted with last night. Weather does change fast at sea, particularly since we’’ve left the tropics behind.  The ever-changing conditions have been keeping us on our toes. Difficult to tell these days if it’s going to be hot and sunny or spraying and ominous when you wake up! In anticipation of the low pressure system we went through last night, we struck our mains’l and replaced it with a much smaller sail that is only set in high winds and rough seas - the storm trys’’l.

Kelly Speare, Deckhand
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As we continue our voyage north, we have all become well accustomed to the spills and thrills of life and sea, including, but not limited to dining on gimbaled tables, showering in big swells, and running PCR’s in a lab that seriously rocks. One thing I have yet to master is cooking at sea. Yesterday was “Staff in the Galley Day”, in which G Watch (Galley Watch) cautiously turned over the galley to the mates, deckhands, and scientists while they got some long overdue R&R. With my mom’s chicken pie recipe in mind, (no, not chicken pot pie. Just chicken, no veggies) I enthusiastically volunteered to make dinner.

Sam Lemonick, Deckhand

Kiah and I each spotted a barn swallow fluttering near the ship yesterday. She tells me they were likely blown out to sea by a storm during their migration north. By now they have almost certainly succumbed to exhaustion and drowned.

Not many creatures are meant for life on the open ocean. Humans certainly are not. But by the grace of Mama Cramer and the diligence of our shipmates, we sleep soundly each night. The ocean is as unrelentingly savage as it is unrelentingly beautiful, and we are privileged to experience it up close.

Becky Slattery & Lauren Heinen
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Well here we are, two stewards and 34 souls to feed.  They let us out of the galley just long enough to write this blog.  Every day starts with a meal plan, planned the night before during a very austere galley meeting, commencing with the clink of tea mugs.  We divide and conquer three meals and three snacks a day, hitting all of the ball park favorites like mac and cheese and sloppy joes, and throwin’ them some curve balls like horseradish and honey hors d’oeuvres. 

Connor Dixon, Whitman College
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Heading North
As we slowly increase the distance between our vessel and the equator, the weather has taken a turn for the colder. Even in Bermuda, jackets were frequently worn. As I saw it, breaking out my cold weather gear in such a tropical paradise as Bermuda would be a downright sin. Carefully stowed away in the depths of my bunk under the swim shorts and t-shirts are my synthetic down pants and jacket (together creating a walking sleeping bag), fleece unisuit, and my highly coveted drysuit. However, timing is everything. Switching over from hot gear to cold gear too early, and I’‘ll be awash with my own perspiration.

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