SEA Currents: Corwith Cramer
November 16, 2017
at anchor in Hillsborough Bay, Carriacou, Grenada
Hot, sunny, a perfect day for swimming
What a different way to wake up for the crew of the Corwith Cramer this morning. Drawn from its slumber by Rachel's singing voice, the entire ship's company got a wake up at once - something unheard of underway when an entire watch is awake and working at any given time. New sights and sounds greeted the early risers as they stepped onto deck: a risen sun behind a verdant hill dotted with houses, high frigates already soaring in the air, a barking dog, stately pelicans grazing the flat water surface with their wingtips. It was a different kind of morning and the air was full of promise: we were going ashore today.
After eating breakfast and taking care of the ship the students climbed in the small boats and headed over to Sandy Island, a small island reserve in Hillsborough Bay with a white sandy beach and snorkeling opportunities. Best sightings from below the surface, I hear, are a large ray, an octopus hiding under a rock and colorful fish. The student crew later joined a few of us staff ashore to explore the bustling little town of Hillsborough. There, we delighted in the simple pleasures this island had to offer: sitting under a shady tree, going to the beach, snacking on tropical fruit or drinking a deliciously chilled smoothie. We saw the students walking around in their uniforms, huge fish being loaded to the fish market and the shy Caribbean dogs roaming the streets. Many of us expressly sought out Ting, a local sparkling grapefruit soda which is my personal favorite.
You know it's a good day when you go swimming more than once, or even twice: upon our return to the ship, we enjoyed a last plunge in the ocean before setting sail towards Grenada. Kim gave us soursop for snack - a
large, green fruit with a white gooey flesh and black shiny seeds - and though it was first met with slight apprehension towards its strange appearance, the soursop was soon devoured by a horde of sailors armed with
hungry spoons. To end an already amazing day, a large pod of dolphins joined us as we sailed out of Carriacou. Their exuberance seemed to match ours as they effortlessly leapt in the air and wove in and out of our bow wake with astonishing speed. Jack and Christos could not have picked a better time to climb aloft.
As the sun set we returned the ship's routine fell back into place and we began our last night underway. Though there much anticipation to reach our destination, it is a bittersweet moment marking the end of our long voyage out at sea. Grenada, I can't wait to meet you, but sailing under these stars is certainly something I'll miss.