SEA Currents: Corwith Cramer
November 20, 2017
Here’s to C-275!
Port Luis Marina, St. George, Grenada
Mostly sunny with scattered showers. Welcome to the tropics
Let's count off. Who's here? One-two-three-four.seventeen-eighteen! Alright, we have everyone. Every shipboard muster begins with a count off, a count up or count down to ensure that all the students and staff are present. One through eighteen for the students and interns and then by department for the crew. Here are some more important and interesting numbers from the trip.
Every day at noon in the engine room, Nate and I keep track of what has been running over the previous 24 hours. In addition to engine and generator hours, "Noon numbers" also includes the ship's fuel, water, and power
consumption. As of 1200 on Sunday, November 19th:
Total Engine Time: 206 hours
Diesel Fuel Used: 1975 out of 3620 gallons
Water Made: 11,191 gallons
Average Water Consumed per Day: 454 gal/day or approx. 15.5 gal/person/day!
As a student, sailing unexpectedly lit a fire in me, not just for travel, but for discovery, in the world and within myself. Trips such as this one, when you get a great mix of students, faculty, and crew together remind me that this is where I grow like crazy, like a weed in summer, where deep conversations with intelligent people who do not fear their questions, responses, nor the judgment of others are effortlessly the norm. Along with my fellow crew, we hope the students have found this to be at least partially true too.
I've found that the best way to remember an event, a birthday, a special occasion, or just a seemingly average day, is to go somewhere strange, do something unexpected, to shock the brain into filing that event, that day,
into the 'never forget this moment' folder. When I look back on this trip, it will not be a single moment. It will be the past four weeks with my shipmates sailing south through the Gulf Stream onto the windrows of Sargassum in the Sargasso Sea, playing cards in the main salon after dinner and a busy day, adjusting to the rock and roll of living and moving with the waves, and feeling the wind on our faces, even if only from the engine room blowers. I am so full of stories and thoughts and more questions that, even as a member of the crew, I feel like a little kid again, still figuring out the world and my place in it, but also so amazed by it that I have to run from room to room. I love being out here on the ship because surrounded by the ocean on all sides, noting birds in the sky or dolphins off the starboard quarter, escaping from all the hullabaloo of news, political bickering, and landlubber discord back home, the truth seems to speak most honestly in nature. It doesn't shout or defend itself. It doesn't need to. It just stares back at you with a knowing smirk. Maybe even a wink.
C-275, we did it. You did it! What a wonderful month it's been for us crew. As you walk off the gangway and into the action-packed world out there, we hope you can say the same. It's always bittersweet to see a class go, but goodbyes said and hugs given, onward is never wrong and we are all better for having experienced this adventure together.
Fair winds and following seas,