May 08, 2015
It feels as though months have passed since I flew to Tahiti just one week ago. With my friends back at Stanford bogged down with week-six midterms, I thought it couldn’t get much better than living in a bungalow in Moorea and spending my free time exploring the island. But these last couple of days have proved me wrong.
May 08, 2015
Today marks the last day in port, and boy has our time been amazing here. Last night we were joined by our Tiffany Smythe, our professor for our Ocean Policy Research and Ocean Science and Public Policy courses. She will be joining us for the remainder of our voyage and we were of course very excited to see her and tell her about our travels thus far. Peg Brandon, the president of SEA, is also joining us for the night!
May 07, 2015
Hello from the Tropical Sub Tropics!
We are still at dock enjoying the rest and time to explore this lovely little island. Today was our first official whole day off full of student organized swimming, eating and bus riding adventures. The day started with an unofficial all student muster on the quarter deck at 0845 and from there we bussed to the bustling city of Hamilton.
May 07, 2015
SEA Semester® in the News: “Sea Change”
The Boston College Chronicle | May 7, 2015
While his Boston College peers endured the snowiest winter on record this semester, junior Samuel Beard set sail for the Caribbean – but not on a pleasure cruise. One of 18 undergraduate participants in a Sea Education Association (SEA) interdisciplinary study program, he explored global issues of conservation and sustainability in the Caribbean region.
May 06, 2015
Good morning everyone!
I’ll be your guide for today’s tour in this beautiful place called Bermuda. You cannot hear my European accent, so I don’t promise that my writing is flawless!
Our day started with cereal breakfast when Roxie (the oven) decided that she has been working way too much and needed some more sleep… the promised sausage and pancakes were postponed for the next day.
May 05, 2015
Hello to our friends, family and anyone else who is tracking the adventures of C-259.
It has been 3 days into our first stop in Bermuda and let me tell you, it is paradise. The country is full of amiable people, constantly greeting us with a “Good morning or good afternoon”, giving us directions around the small town of St. George. Their open arms have made us feel at home in the different corners of the town, including the beaches, the coffee shops, the restaurants and the town center.
May 04, 2015
Day 2 in Bermuda and it still feels strange being stationary. I got out of my bunk this morning and habitually braced myself against the wall, expecting the rolling and pitching that I’ve gotten used to these last two weeks. Instead, all was calm, and I was able to maneuver down the hallway without stumbling or running into anything! Very exciting.
May 03, 2015
At this very moment, I’m sitting up on deck on night watch with Kata, one of my trusty A-Watch shipmates. But standing watch tonight is unlike any other so far. The deck is no longer rocking and rolling beneath us. White caps no longer crash into the hull beside us. Our bow is no longer pitching into twelve foot swells ahead of us. The sails are no longer filling in the wind above us. In fact, this watch, there are no sails to haul, no passing ships to lookout for, no course to plot, no helm to steer.
May 02, 2015
I can’t believe we’re already almost halfway done with our sea component. The past two weeks have been absolutely phenomenal - we have all gained so much knowledge in such little time. From the nautical science aspect of our studies we have mastered (for the most part) the ship’s lines, how to steer “Mama Cramer”, and celestial navigation. In the scientific research department we have all completed our lab practicals, proving to the assistant scientists that we understand how to deploy our scientific instruments, process the data, and properly label and log everything that happens in the lab.
May 01, 2015
How does one convey the qualities of the Sargasso sea? Words form a structure with gaps for the imagination to fill, but one’s imagination can’t be skewed far enough in the right direction, nor can one’s uneducated mind truly articulate the sea. A picture conveys an instance in time, but to convey an instance in time of the sea is akin to handing someone a shade of blue; certainly a part of the whole, but a little one at that.