Thursday November 17th 2011
The scariest night in my life…
After crossing the gulf stream over a day ago, we were still experiencing high seas and wind. The deteriorating low front was taking awhile to break up. We were all getting fed up with the conditions, and it was starting to show on our character. One night after I ended my watch Jean Phillipe took over and immediately something didn’t feel right. I was in the forward cabin, which is the worst place to be in rough seas. I could hear shouting as I tried to get to sleep. Capt. John had awoken at the start of Jean Phillipe’s watch because of the constant banging of the hull. John lashed out at Jean Phillipe and I knew tonight was not going to be a good night. I later got up, fed up with hearing them argue. Jean Phillipe was certain something was wrong with the rudder, it was unresponsive, he had know control. I had run into this issue on a previous boat. The Auto Pilot which we had been using had drained the hydraulic fluid from its tank.
Later that night, after pulling in the sails and deciding to motor, our motor cut out and we were adrift in the Atlantic ocean till morning. It was too rough and we were all too exhausted to continue making headway. We found out that two of the three diesel tanks had been taking on water and were not for the time being unusable.
November 12th – 21st 2011
Atlantic Ocean – Gulf Stream Crossing
After over a month of prep work, Kallista embarked on an offshore cruise down to St. John (U.S.V.I.), with a midway stop in Bermuda. Saturday the 12th we hit the diminishing winds and high seas of tropical storm Sean as we headed out of Salem, MA around Cape Cod. Everyone ended up getting seasick during the first few days except me. We were sailing close-hauled up to 40 knots of wind with the 15 seas. With the wind and waves off our bow trying to keep them on the quarter, it was a difficult few days at sea. On Tuesday November 15th we made it to the Gulf Stream, a swift ocean current that originates from the warm waters of the Gulf of Mexico off the tip of Florida and drifts northeast towards Newfoundland. It felt so good to reach, as if it were a milestone we had accomplished. It felt even better to know that we were not alone, dolphins immediately came to our starboard-side as if to guide us south 180 degrees to our destination. Seeing those dolphins rejuvenated our souls.
October 25th – November 11th 2011
F. J. Dion Yatch Yard – Salem, MA
I worked aboard the sailing vessel Kallista, a 42′ Whitby Ketch getting it ready for an offshore cruise down to St. John. Prepping and painting the hull are just a few of things I helped with. This clip is of Captain John W. Lee in the bosun’s chair setting up what he patented called “PINEAPPLES” (mop heads) which would protect the main sail from chaffing on the rigging lines. I was down bottom, belaying. I went up next and installed the port-side “PINEAPPLES”.