"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines.

Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." -Mark Twain

Charleston, SC

>> Friday, October 18, 2013

Four hour watches and studying for midterms and the storm got the best of us and everyone was getting a little bit goofy.

But there was still time for tea and artsy pictures from David.

Looking classy as always.

The Charleston Aquarium put us all into a trance.

Time to get our study on at the College of Charleston Library or...look at cool statues.

A bunch of schooner bums in a comedy club makes for a great improv all about the Gamage crew.

Charleston was an amazing port filled with good food, entertainment, relaxation, and midterms. We explored the quaint downtown with morning runs, scavengers hunts, and loads of free time. Hearing the southern voices and experiencing the southern hospitality, the student crew got to appreciate Charleston to its fullest. 
In the midst of all the fun, we also had a minor accident. Nathaniel Herring dislocated his shoulder during night watch. The next day he had to depart for home. It saddened us all to lose such a great friend, shipmate, and leader. We wish him the best of luck from the Harvey Gamage.
This afternoon we will be leaving for a twelve day passage bound for Santo Domingo DR. 
Fair winds.            
Zac and Morgan 
Photo creds to David


Literary Accomplishments...

>> Thursday, October 17, 2013

      A student poem relating the complex plot of Jack London's, Sea Wolf...

A young man stood at the helm of the boat
He had burning eyes and a very loud throat
Known as the tormenter, the dictator, the devil
Most of his crew couldn't keep their heads level
Each and every day was the same
With Wolf barking orders on the ocean so plain
But one day was different from most
For a man had fallen off a boat

As he lay in the icy, numb water
Waiting for his frail heart to falter
Wold Larsen came out of the blue
And rescued this man, to be part of his crew
The mystery man said Hump was his name
And he had come from a life of literary fame
He did not want to be part of Wolf's game
Hump asked nicely to board another boat, and get away
But Wolf was down one mate
So Hump was trapped to work all the days

Although the captain was a cruel, hard creature
He and Hump had a common feature
Throughout long nights they had intellectual debates
On things like ferment and the concept of fate
They were educated, but in different ways
Wolf was self-taught after a tough childhood phase
Hump, on the other hand, had a wealthy upbringing
And flew through wealthy schools like a new-found kingdom
He believed in morality and life after death
Wolf said people were worthless, with wasted breath

As days passed on, Hump witnessed the brutal disease
That seemed like it could never seize
The men threw punches, kicks, even knives
All to get back at Wolf for not being nice
After the crew rebelled and tackled the captain
Wolf dropped each man without a pain
Throughout all his violence, the first mate went missing
And Hump was promoted to fill the position

The strong boat and her crew met their match
A squall blew up while the hunters were out with their catch
The winds were howling, and the rain made it hard to see
All the small boats that were supposed to be
Luckily, the boats were collected one way or another
Even though Wolf thought it a very larger bother
A new boat was spotted as the clouds cleared
And in it was a woman no man could fear
She was weak and fragile, but Wolf demanded she stay
For her and her men's destination were out of his way

Maud was the woman all the men eyed
She was an educated woman, in whom Hump could confide
With big eyes, a small figure, and flowing brown hair
Hump found himself in love with this woman, so fair
But Maud had more than one man in her grasp
Wolf too had fallen for her fast

Wolf had but one brother, named Death
Who you could say could be your last breath
He too hunted seals without mercy
So Wold decided he too was thirsty
For some revenge against his own blood
He hunted his brother's boats and made them his
So that he, Wolf, could have the reigning fist
After the victory, Wolf decided it was just
To have Maud to fulfill his lust
Hump woke up to this dispute
Jumped on Wolf, wanting his injuries to be more than minute
Wolf crumbled to the ground, but not from Hump's knife
But from his own need to cling to life
As Wolf had been suffering from a grave illness

Hump and Maud escaped on a boat and voyaged for days
Finally leaving that horrible place
The reign of Wolf Larsen followed the couple
To the island to cause some more trouble
But he had become weak from the trouble in his head
So the two take care of him until he was dead
They refused to kill him and his was a slow death
They believed it wrong to take an innocent's last breath
When the evil of the world had gone
The love birds flew away into the dawn



The Charleston Aquarium

>> Wednesday, October 16, 2013

     A visit to the aquarium...


>> Monday, October 14, 2013

     One of our deckhands, John, takes in the sunset as we arrive in Charleston.

     Eli mans the helm in the calm after the storm.


     And then the sun came out and we had a beautiful couple of days on our way into Charleston.


Rounding Hatteras

     We definitely hit some rough weather coming around Hatteras. Students and crew bonded through days of big seas and heavy winds. Oh, and we had some great sailing! Thanks to Kelsey Allen's waterproof camera, we have some salty images...


Pin Chase- Bivalve, NJ

     Students put their sailing knowledge to the test during a pin chase in Bivalve. Divided into watches, students had to either tie knots or run to lines in order to identify them. The prize-a night off watch in Charleston. The winners-A Watch!!


     Due to some running on deck, Thaddeus had to pay a penalty and crab walk to identify the jib downhaul!


>> Saturday, October 5, 2013

     While underway to Bivalve, NJ, we finally caught a fish! Mr. Spillias, our third mate, took time to lead students through a careful dissection of this beautiful Tuna. We discovered the contents of its stomach, located its internal organs, and then Speight ate the heart! Afterwards, Kat filleted the fish and the braver of us tasted it sashimi style.


      In Mystic Seaport, Speight takes time to do some journaling in the early morning sunshine.

     Dan and Ethan, having been the first two to attain head rig clearance, snapped this photo of Gamage from the Mystic Seaport dock where they were ready to tie us off.

     Mystic Seaport gave us the opportunity to learn about the trades of a working seaport. We sang sea shanties, learned about blacksmithing, celestial navigation, and even rowed whale boats in the lovely afternoon sun.

     As we left Mystic, students really had time to become accustomed to life at sea, and the duties and responsibilities of being students and sailors. The weather has been dry and sunny so far, and it has accorded us many a lovely sunset and sunrise.




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