Where the fish fly.
05/20/2014 - 05/20/2014
Beaufort, NC – in transit to Newport, RI
Tuesday, May 20th, 2014
For a change of pace for me, this tall ship actually planned on departing after sunrise and even a good deal after! Most of the time it seems like ships depart at 05:00 or thereabouts. This is what we did leaving Charleston but to hit the tide properly we departed shortly after 09:00. At first I thought that this would be grand as I am really not a morning guy, but let me tell ya that I am even more not a blazing sun – standing on the deck with nowhere to hide in the shade type of guy. Yes mom, I put on my sun screen and wore my long sleeve shirt and kept my hat on. I can also say that I drank bottle after bottle of water. I survived – but barely! A deckhand has a job to do and this one did it. I am happy to report that nothing exciting happened. The best report one could give when working on the ocean.
Today I got to set the jib. So easy compared to the back backing work of setting sails on Pride. I think that I miss the manual work to be honest, but this sure is fun. We broke back into our watch system at 10:30 with B watch taking the first shift. That means I was stood down until 16:00 and then I only had a two hour watch because it was the First Dog Watch – 16:00 to 18:00. It also means that I will have Middle Watch which is from 00:00 to 04:00, which is my favorite time of day to be awake naturally. Huzzah! I was hoping that I could just keep from getting sick this time and at the time of this writing, I have managed to avoid it. Feeling good without the aid of any thing is a very good thing indeed.
I spent my afternoon hiding below decks, out of the sun, working on personal projects. I would dash back on deck every time I heard the call of wildlife. We had three more groups of dolphins come and play, lots of flying fish, and for the record they really do fly and we saw another sailfish, which I suppose could be argued that really does sail!?! Phil caught another 3’ Amberjack and Charlie caught a Bonito fish. Lots of fish that’s for sure.
It is one of the duties of the First Dog Watch to prepare dinner. James, from C watch, was really wanting to cook his mother’s Pasta Carbonara and asked if he could chef and I could sous for him. This was a great plan, until he started going green around the gills and needed to get up on deck for the horizon line. Poor guy. I got his mother’s pasta made and got two pans of breadsticks out of the oven without burning any of them char black. Success indeed. James made a great sous chef again.
After dinner I had plenty of time to get uninterrupted sleep until 23:15. Or SO I thought. At around 21:00 I heard lots of running back and forth, the radio kept going off with the Coast Guard calling the Geronimo, and lots of banging going on in the galley. Needless to say I sprang up out of my rack to find out what was going on…..
That is it for today’s blog. More to come tomorrow.
Sweet sleep folks.
Signed, Kit – The Deckhand, The Sous, an d The Cook