It’s day 11 onboard SeaDragon and we’re at lat40/long147, heading east through the northern edge of the accumulation zone. Spirits are good as we are all accustomed to the rocking boat and its jobs: standing watch, driving, cooking, cleaning, setting and hauling the trawls, keeping the ships log. Last night my crew of 4 (Hank, Rob, Ming & I) had the 10-2am watch. The wind was up, the sea was up, and I got the boat cranking along at 10 knots, starboard rail on the water. For awhile, the moon shone through a generally cloudy sky, and I steered by its location as it danced between the mainsail and its stays. What a place of immense power that we, so small, are traversing!
Each night after our 6pm dinner one of us takes the Six O’Clock Slot and presents basically anything of interest. We’ve seen film footage from our South Korean crewmates of coral spawning at night. We’ve heard about Tim, our Australian mate’s beach clean-up project Take Three, and his aspirations to expand its scope. Ming, from Taiwan, showed photos of the Taiwan coast before and after the government’s 70-year use of the beaches as landfills; only in the past 20 years have Taiwan citizens had access to their coastline and had the ability to clean it up. Hank Carson, marine biologist from U Hawaii/Hilo, presented his work researching the impacts of plastics acting as “rafts” for various organisms. And Marcus presented a powerpoint spanning his work on the marine plastics issue including the Junk Raft that he sailed from California to Hawaii. I presented my work in progress, “Just, one word…” to a warm reception and very constructive feedback. I’m spending considerable downtime editing it, as I’ll be doing a formal presentation of it at Vt College of Fine Arts on Aug. 4 – right around the corner!
Meanwhile, we are 9 days away from Vancouver, speeding across the sea, and all are well.
Karen