Ahoy Shipmates…Command Day is upon us. At 1000 we handed the ship over to Captain Ben and his hardy crew…so unofficially staffies are on holidays!(we wish). The weather Gods have smiled upon us with some decent breeze for sailing. It’s proving challenging for the Youth Crew but they are pressing on…and the Green Goblin has returned, surprise surprise! I’ll had over to Captain Ben…Captain Kenny…Out! P.S. He is a bit unwell hence shortened version…
Captains Log Day 8 â€“ Command Day
Command day may just be the most stressful day of my life (so far) with wind speeds above 30 knots and high seas coming from every angle. Nothing favoured the youthie crew at the start, as once the jib was set, the wind became too strong so we had to furl it. The challenging conditions and youthies questioning themselves in the conditions made for one hell of a day. We managed to check off 5 tasks with the devotion of the crew and the safety officers. These included setting the sails, polishing brass and making a hammock out of ropes at midships. However in all this fun and excitement people became sea sick once we left the safe haven of Port Stevens. Even I myself am feeling queasy as the ship tumbles and turns. The crew however made it through the day and will do so into the night when taking stations are called.
Wind: E at 25 knots Weather: Wind and rain squalls Swell: 2-3 metres Course: 040 true Speed: 4 knots
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Day 2 found the ship tucked away nice and snug in the lee of the lovely, Mud Island in Moreton Bay. Hands were called at 0630 and the youth crew's presence was kindly requested topside for a bit of move and shake, for our first early morning activity. Then it was away to wash and eat before morning brief took place on the bridge after the formalities of our Colours ceremony at 0800. Dion hatched the plan for the day and then Theresa (our lifesaving and safety equipment expert) took charge for a collective closer look at said lifesaving equipment. Whilst that was happening, remaining staff weighed anchor under a gorgeous blue and sun drenched day and we commenced our pilotage out of Moreton Bay - with Emma the Navigator as our trusty Pilot. Once Theresa had completed her briefing, youth crew turned-to cleaning stations, or as we call it, "happy hour". Whales, turtles and dolphins frolicked as we sailed past them and then out into the Coral Sea we went. A large cargo ship tooted their horn, 'adieu', and we responded in kind. All the while our sea puppies set and furled the sails, had a wee break for lunch, then continued with same all afternoon. Finally, when watch leaders gave me the nod, I gave Dion a wink and he called the ship to tacking stations. Ladies and gents, boys and girls, it was with almost mechanical precision that this youth crew of ours, performed their duties in a well oiled fashion, and they did tack this ship, back and forth, several times to drill and practice the required actions to manouevre this beautiful ship through the wind. I was well impressed. Bravo I said, then Dion stood them down for half an hour. Dinner was taken at 1715, then the youth crew turned-to sea watches, to assist with navigational safety overnight, whilst the others slept soundly. Each watch would take a four hour trick to follow the navigation plan by helm, keep lookout duties and conduct hourly rounds throughout the night. Additionally they would consolidate sail handling and climbing procedures. If they didn't know, now they know - This here is a working ship and we have no passengers embarked. Captain Adam Charlie Farley+