SEA Currents: Corwith Cramer
December 15, 2015
Swizzle & Swim Call
15° 34’ N x 061° 27’W
Today, A Watch has the deck watch for 24 hours. Everyone else is ashore and Cramer is almost eerily quiet (except for the quiet hum of the generator and the occasional roar of a motor boat passing by). Since we dropped our anchor yesterday morning, I've been struck mainly by the calm that has come over the ship. We are still doing boat checks every hour and taking bearings on landmarks to make sure we're not dragging our anchor. We still spent today doing ship's work - getting rid of rust stains, maintaining and organizing tools, and cleaning. But the stress of monitoring traffic, looking for squalls, and performing sail maneuvers are gone. And though I was woken up for an hour watch from 0000-0100 last night, I almost got a full night of sleep. The days we spent crossing the Atlantic got us into a rhythm that has suddenly broken. I can only really speak for myself, but I think others too have felt off -balance (even as it's suddenly easy to maintain balance while standing and walking). The watch schedule quickly became such a habit that it's strange to spend even a day without it.
There were a few changes to our routine that were very welcome. First, with a little extra time and calm waters in Prince Rupert Bay, we had our first chance yesterday to get into the water that we've been studying all this
time. Our first swim call of the trip was awesome! We jumped off of the rails of the ship and had 15 minutes to enjoy the warm Caribbean water. Everyone was overjoyed to be out splashing around. Again, there was a strange feeling to this new activity. After four weeks of running man-overboard drills and clipping in whenever we were working over the rail, suddenly we were jumping off. I suppose it's good to begin the slow process of leaving the Cramer. We could only swim about 100 feet away from the boat, but that's a start.
The other big change to our schedule was an evening swizzle, or party. Our beloved stewards, Kate and Morgan were M.C.'s and entertained us as they always do when they're in the galley. We took a moment to celebrate our accomplishments, thank Neptune for the trade winds and the glorious weather we had enjoyed, and gather as a group before these few days in which we're being separated for the first time. We'll all be back on board sailing again before we know it and cherishing those last few days at sea before we have to really depart from our shipmates and our ship.