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SEA Currents: SSV Robert C. Seamans
December 06, 2018
The wait is over folks, here it is, Mia’s account of the time she licked a man-of-war:
“Biovolume the sample.” I read the question maybe ten times before I start trying to answer it. In front of me there is only a graduated cylinder and a small metal lab spatula. I look around the crowded wet lab, too aware of the two minute timer ticking away somewhere out of sight, knowing that if I don’t biovolume something soon, I’ll have to skip the question entirely.
December 05, 2018
We’ve been on the ship long enough now that we’re all familiar with the intricate peculiarities of life here. Undoubtedly, one of these peculiarities is communication, in all of its iterations. This is the only place I’ve ever been where repeating what other people say to you back to them becomes a near-comical reflex, popping up even in casual conversation. I am in constant communication with some of my shipmates, namely those on my watch, who I see every time I am awake, without fail.
December 04, 2018
Although I hate to be the next person to talk about a sun rise, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
The sun rose at around 0600 this morning; however, I wasn’t watching it closely. I was on the helm steering a course of 185.
December 03, 2018
A myriad of emotions are flying around the ship right now. We are nearing the end of our two-week transit to and from the Kermadecs, coming closer and closer to sighting land and soon, stepping foot on it. There are feelings of mourning for life out on the open ocean as well as excitement for this next leg. I’ve found that life at sea is comprised of these fluctuating thoughts and emotions. When on lookout, gazing out at nothing but blue, rolling water, you pass your time daydreaming of land.
December 02, 2018
Bob McDevitt is a semi-retired senior forecaster from the Kiwi national weather service that any visiting sailor would do well to meet. He goes by the pen name MetBob. Among other things, Bob is the author of something called The Mariner’s MetPack, the first book that I ever read on weather in the Southwest Pacific.
December 01, 2018
Happy December! I think? Ever since we crossed the International Date Line, I’ve been a little unclear on what day it is in the rest of the world. For the crew on the Bobby C, however, it is definitely December, which means it’s time to break out the Christmas songs. I am officially ready to start hearing everyone sing Mariah Carey’s “All I Want for Christmas is You” on repeat.
November 30, 2018
Our voyage thus far has been incredible. If you’ve been following along with the blog, you’ve seen a glimpse of the wonder and excitement that comes with each new day. Today, I’d like to showcase a less glamorous but very real part of life aboard the ship: our lack of personal space, or as I like to call it, “community living.”
November 29, 2018
The Seamans has been hove to since 0900 today as we wait out Force 6 breeze from the SW, preventing us from moving on toward Napier. The forecast is indicating a wind shift to a more favorable direction before morning, which is welcome news for all of us on board. 14+ hours spent sideways in hefty breeze and swell takes its toll. For one, if things were blowing slightly differently we’d have some spectacular sailing to do.
November 28, 2018
The weather over the past few days has been either one of two extremes: sunny or stormy. Two days ago was the first time in a while where there was hardly a cloud in the sky and the sun was in full view most of the day. I learned first-hand how powerful the New Zealand sun is, because after being outside for watch and class, sunscreen can only help so much.
November 26, 2018
Today was beautiful and sunny as we sailed away from Raoul Island towards McCauley Island. This morning B watch had “mini class,” which consisted of myself, the four other students in my watch, and Rich (our history professor) sitting on the deck reading aloud from a story by Herman Melville.