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SEA Currents: SSV Robert C. Seamans
December 01, 2016
Peanut Butter Provisions
30° 01.9’ S x 177° 45.1’ W
Course / Speed
We are steering 155° per ship’s compass at a speed of 5 knots.
We are sailing under the four lowers and fisherman
We have clear visibility and Beaufort Force 4 ESE winds.
We go to sea in order to answer questions. What’s it like on the high seas? How many brilliant sunsets and crystal clear nights can we enjoy in six weeks? How stinky can thirty four people get? Is there a point when we stop noticing the smell? While my shipmates have already answered many of these questions for you, today I set out to answer two more rather specific ones.
First, how much peanut butter does the SSV Robert C. Seamans consume? Before I delve into the math, I will point out that we always exercise rigorous safety precautions while enjoying the most savory of buttery delights. We tighten the lid securely; we lick our spoons clean; and, we always wash our hands. We do this for the sake of those unfortunate souls physically unable to participate in our obsession (more for us!). To answer the original question, there are thirty three mouths capable of peanut butter tasting on board. Of those, seventeen raised their hands when asked if they have ever snacked, thought of snacking, or will snack on our precious peanut butter stash. Over a nine day period, those seventeen souls consumed one four kilogram bucket outside of mealtimes. These numbers indicate that each of the seventeen ate approximatey twenty six grams of peanut butter each day.
When interpreting this statistic, please note that the studied nine day period occurred towards the beginning of our voyage. Perhaps more people have since learned that really a spoonful of peanut butter, not sugar, helps the medicine go down? In turn, not all seventeen consumers were created equal. For example, Nate, our dear Chief Engineer, has been known to snag upwards of five heaping spoonfuls of peanut butter in one day. I, too, have dabbled on the deeper end of the peanut butter eating spectrum. My peers were astounded (read: impressed and enlightened) when I applied our favorite nutty goodness to everything from brownies to pizza crust. On average, though, each peanut butter snacker enjoys twenty six grams of peanut butter every day. Nonetheless, whether one cannot eat peanut butter at all or marvels at its flavor with every tastebud, Bob offers a home to each and every one of us.
Second, what happened today? As a result of our close quarters, sickness and songs pass from person to person in a matter of minutes. Today alone we have heard and, in turn, sung “Blue Christmas,” “Penguin Polka,” “It’s a Hard Knot Life” (adapted from the original “It’s a Hard Knock Life”), “Silly Things,” “Rudolf,” and “We Can’t Stop.” Along with musical numbers, the “Egg Dance” and the “Hip Gybe” have infected crewmembers from assistant scientists to lowly students. Nontheless, we soldier foreward. In between rounds of “Haul Away, Joe,” we picked our Secret Sailors! And, in of course equally exciting news, I successfully completed a two-person tack (read: complicated sailing maneuver).
Thank you for taking the time to read of our adventures! To my mom and peanut butter obsessed dad, I love you.