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SEA Currents: SSV Corwith Cramer
40 48.9’N x 70 45.5’W
Wind NW F1, Seas NW 1-2 ft
We've reached the second Sunday of our voyage on C279, but have a few more sailing days to go until reaching our final destination in Woods Hole. The weather last night was squally and the students had the chance to see one of our least-set sails, the storm trysail, in action. Thankfully, the squalls abated by morning into a beautiful, sunny day. The winds were light and variable most of the day, which, combined with the hot August sun, had the crew going about the decks sweaty and hot. Captain Steve had our backs, though, and just after 1600, the triangle was rung through the ship announcing a swim call.
Swimming in the Atlantic from the side of the Cramer, hove to, was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for many of our students. After a thorough safety briefing, we jumped into the cool waters of the Atlantic for a well-deserved break, complete with lots of splashing and a brief attempt to play with a beach ball that some of the crew had inflated. Unfortunately, the ball itself had other plans. After a few tosses, the ball caught a wave
and headed aft of the ship, out of the reach of our deckhand, Ruthann, who valiantly attempted to swim after it. After all the students had completed their swim call and were safely back aboard, we called an impromptu "beach ball overboard" drill, where the crew launched the small boat and acted as spotters until both ball and boat were safely recovered, just as we would in a man overboard scenario.
After that very busy day, we were treated to a wonderful chicken parmesan dinner by our chief steward Natalie and an after dinner snack of rice krispie treats. To cap off the evening, a stunning sunset awaited us after dinner. The conditions of the sky were just hazy enough to reflect the setting sun's rays in a gorgeous wash of gold, orange, and crimson, and the sun itself rippled red as it sank into the sea. Here's to another great day
of sailing tomorrow.
- Ger Tysk, Assistant Steward