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SEA Currents: Mar 2020

March 07, 2020

Those who keep us afloat: The professional crew of the RCS

Grace Leuchtenberger, Carleton College


Ocean life has treated us to a new lifestyle, new friendships, and most importantly, new guides in this strange world. The professional crew of the Robert C. Seamans is the force that has taught us everything from how to eat on a gimbaled table, to proper wake-up etiquette, to sail trimming and setting

March 06, 2020

A year ago

Dillon LaViale, B Watch, George Washington University


Life can really take you places. Physically, we have sailed over 1700 nautical miles, been to three countries/territories, and sailed passed countless more.  But also in what you see, do, feel, accomplish, and even eat, life can surprise you.

March 05, 2020

Boat Clue and Good Days

Kate Gonzalez, C Watch, Harvard College


Not a day goes by on the Cramer which is uneventful. Today during our ship’s meeting, Bonnie started a game of boat clue. Each person on the ship picked a who (everyone aboard), what (a random object), and where (a spot on the ship) out of a bag.

March 05, 2020

Food at SEA

Etasha Golden, Oregon State University


Food is a big part of our life on the Robert Seamans: we eat three meals (each with two sittings), and three scheduled snack times directly in-between meals every day. With six scheduled food times and extra snack freely available, it kind of feels like we are eating and cooking like Hobbits from JRR Tolkien’s realm of Middle Earth. Each day our ship’s steward makes breakfast, second breakfast, elevensies snack, “lunchin”, second “lunchin”, afternoon snack, supper, dinner, and midnight snack.

March 04, 2020

A Foul Undertaking

Tom Rubino, Carleton College


Why do we become so excited when we see whale spouts? Or when a pod of dolphins can be seen swimming along the bowsprit? Or when the occasional Mola mola floats on by? As I peer off into the vastness of the open ocean, I see a beautiful desert; dynamic and fluid, yet, on the surface, practically devoid of life.

March 04, 2020

A Shift

Megan Frey, 2nd Mate


Two nights ago I did not sleep well.  Around 0230, I first awoke to the sound of the port jib sheet winch being cranked away on, we were gybing.  I could feel the heel of the boat increase and then I heard light rain hit the deck.  I lay there thinking about our arrival to Dominica and the excitement of coming up on deck in a few hours and seeing land, smelling land, hearing land.

March 03, 2020

Human Uses of Ocean Space Census: Aotea Great Barrier Island

Ella Simon, Bennington College


The nature of our adventure means we don’t always get to experience every moment of every day on the ship. I woke up to stillness the day we arrived at Aotea Great Barrier Island having slept through our anchoring in Kaiarara Bay. After hoisting myself out of my bunk and making my way on deck, I found myself completely surrounded by lush, green, jagged hills, and calm water in every direction.

March 03, 2020

C-290 Cruise Track 2.0: Jeff Schell’s All Inclusive, Exclusive, Visual Tour of the Caribbean!

Kaylie Williams, C Watch, Beloit College


Hi everyone!

It has been quite a day aboard the Corwith Cramer! (Hopefully) As most of the parents and friends back home know, today the Cramer crew received the news that the remainder of our port stops have been cancelled due to more corona virus outbreaks in the Caribbean region.

March 03, 2020

Making Little Homes

Norah Storniolo, A Watch, Harvard


Hello Friends and Family!

I am writing to you from my small home of a bunk, on the port side of the main salon.

March 03, 2020

Culture Shock on a Boat

Devin Goldsmith, Muhlenberg College


As most students, my shipmates, aboard this research vessel would tell you, stepping foot onto the Robert C. Seamans was like walking into a whole new world. Stealing glances at the ship as we loaded our luggage onto it was intimidatin: the ropes (now dubbed “lines”) seemed tangled together and unmanageable; the crew members clamored their way onto the net at the bow of the boat (the bowsprit) like they didn’t have a fear in the world; Spring, one staff member, stood with bare feet on one of the yards about 20 feet above the boat, bending over upside-down to check the rigging.

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