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SEA Currents: SSV Robert C. Seamans
December 05, 2015
Sun Kissed & Salty!
Somewhere in the middle of the ocean
Description of location
I see water and sky in all directions. for the past 20 days.
6 Knots…as fast as the wind will take us
Clear Skies, Winds NE Force 5-6
Hello from half way across the ocean. Today was our third field day aboard the Cramer and let me tell you.. she is looking ship shape! Field day is such a fun, exciting, and enjoyable way to give back to the ship that gives us so much. If there is one thing I'll miss most about this experience, it will certainly be the excessive cleaning of the ship on a daily and weekly basis.
Poetry and songs have been a recurrent theme on this crossing so far. From the blog-haikus, to class reports sung to the tune of Christmas songs, the written and spoken word are very prevalent aboard. Most recently, our First Mate, Scott, has challenged us to a poetry competition about clouds. I was quick to write a cloud/love poem addressed to Scott himself as part of my report on crepuscular rays. For those of you who don't know, crepuscular rays are those heavenly beams of light that shine through clouds. Here is what I came up with for him:
Kiss me gently with your crepuscular rays,
Hold me tightly in your cumulus ways.
Refract your light all over my body,
Oooooo these clouds have me feeling naughty.
You're my light in the dark, shining down from above,
all I need is your crepuscular love.
Although I have yet to receive a cloud/love poem in return, I could tell Scott loved it as a read it to him whilst gazing in his eyes during class. Anyway, I wanted to share that with you to encourage YOU to write a poem for us that you can present to us when we get back. Everyone loves getting a love poem, so after you're done reading my blog post, stop what you're doing, and take 10 minutes to write the most beautiful love poem to whoever it is on board that you love. It will be perfect timing for the holidays, and what better a gift than the gift of expressing your affection.
If you've kept up to date with this blog, I feel like you have a pretty good grasp on what life at sea, and our daily schedule are like. With all of the assignments, different phases, watches, and everything else going on aboard, it's honestly easy to sometimes forget where we are. Right now, for example, I'm sitting in tiny room called the library that consists of 50 or so books, two computers, and a microscope trying desperately to come up with a somewhat entertaining blog. If it wasn't for the porthole above my head that constantly kisses and dips below the surface, I might forget that I am literally in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. What we are doing is beyond cool. How many people can say that they've sailed across the Atlantic navigating only with the sun and stars? Not many. This brings me to an idea I'd like to share with you about what makes this such an incredible voyage.
This idea is about two types of fun. First, we have type I fun. This could be qualified as in the moment, superficial fun, but without a negative connotation. Going aloft into the rigging, or going forward onto the bowsprit are great examples of this. In the moment, you're enjoying yourself, laughing and having fun! This is awesome, and there is plenty of type I fun aboard Cramer, but it only goes so far. This is where type II fun comes in. Type II fun isn't all that fun in the moment. In the moment, type II fun is struggle, sweat, frustration, and stress. Type II fun is realizing you have ten minutes until the change of the watch, and you still need to gybe, set a sail, do weather observations, do a boat check, plot your position in three different places, and make logbook entries. Type II fun is when you start talking like a true sailor and four letter words become your best friend.
This might not seem all that fun, and generally in the moment it isn't. It's not until after the fact that type II fun makes a return on its investment. Looking back on type I fun elicits thoughts of: Oh that was so fun!
Looking back on type II fun elicits thoughts of: Holy poop I can't believe I did that. That was incredible. Type II fun is about overcoming obstacles, being pushed outside your comfort zone, and fully understanding what you're capable of. I am a proponent of as much type II fun in your life as possible, and this voyage will certainly contribute to that. Tomorrow we are shifting into phase III of this program. If you're unaware, phase III iis when Cramer essentially becomes a student-run ship. The mates are no longer at our disposal for help, and it is up to each watch to make decisions, report directly to the captain, and keep us moving safely in the right direction. I'm sure that these next few weeks will be full of type II fun that will be great to look back on.
Jennifer wants to wish Patrick a great last two weeks of college and Meghan a good finals week. She misses you both dearly, as do I.
To the most adventurous, hardworking, kind, and beautiful woman I know, I miss you mom! I hope work is going great and that the house isn't too lonely without your favorite son! I can't wait to be home with you this winter and go skiing with you every day baby!!!! Tell the whole fam hey, and that I caught a mermaid to put into the Chinese auction this year. Noski broski, how you livin braj? I hope you're as excited to see me as I am to see you! I can't wait to hear the love poem you write for me. My dearest Kenya, I've sat here for at least ten minutes trying to figure out what to say with what few words I'm restricted to. If I had it my way, this whole blog would be a love poem to YOU, but Peter would be too jealous. I hope you're having a great break from school and I hope you know that you're constantly on my mind. I daydream about you picking me up at the airport and it's going to be a reality so soon. I love you with all my heart and am sailing home to you just as fast as I can!
Skies Out, Sails Out