ADVENTURESS - Message from all crew members !

2015-01-20

Our poets report…

 

We schooned and we roared for days. Adventuress had a bone in her teeth and a leap in her stride, and her wild crew went to work. Now, placid seas surround, and we rock gently, steady on in easy following winds that feel all the lighter for the blows we harnessed early on in this magnificent transatlantic race. We only hope the race committee doesn’t penalize us for setting the laundrysail.
These sailing poets in contemplation are crossing a gorgeous stretch of malleable blue earth. The kind of blue that evokes tranquility and grandeur, we’re riding a wide painting of languid seascape, hypnotizing in its depth and breadth. Reflective poets living each moment in joyous trivialities, basking in the kind of blue that’s as grand as the ancient Romans would have it, imperial indigo and white sails for banners, heralding sincere sailors that represent the peace of humanity in a world at times gone mad.
-Jeremiah Bailey
Our poets report…
A Canadian Account From Sprouty Nordique:
It’s difficult to sum up the Adventuress transatlantic experience in a short paragraph but here is a small taste; it’s been physically demanding and exhausting at times, surreal a majority of the time, non-stop laughter and banter heard throughout the vessel, dining like kings and queens, and sailing like rock stars, or in Pablito’s case pop stars. Pushing the boat to the limit every minute of every day, waiting for a squall to side swipe or push you down before thinking about striking the top sails hoping the wind doesn’t gust up too high, so that king fish can stay soaring proudly between the masts. In recent days prayers being sent off to the wind gods to pick this old gal up off her feet and sweep her creaking planks into Martinique, whistles bellow from the bowsprit and wind summoning musical debauchery rings from the cockpit of the Delta 5 Repeater watch to try and scrape every last bit of breeze from the wallowing air and direct it toward our sails. No matter the conditions we all remain in race mode focused on getting everything we can out of her and also making sure to enjoy the peaceful moments of calm seas and sunshine when the opportunity presents itself. At the end of the day one of the most enjoyable parts of being at sea is living and enjoying every moment to the fullest, not worried about events past or future endeavors just what’s happening at that moment; sail handling, a hot cup of coffee, a trip to the bowsprit, a ray of sunshine. It has been one hell of a ride crossing the Atlantic in such a fashion with an incredible and eclectic group of people; creating memories for the rest of our lives.
“The tragedy of this world is that no one is happy, whether stuck in a time of pain or of joy. The tragedy of this world is that everyone is alone. For a life in the past cannot be shared with the present. Each person who gets stuck in time gets stuck alone.” - Albert Einstein
Turkish Seyyah poetry from ChaCha:
Bilge adamın bir kemana benzettiği bu enstruman
Farklı dünyalardan gelen bizlere memleket şimdi
Bu mavi çölde evimizi, derya denizde anamız
Her gece ahşap gıcırtılarından anonim bir sonatla
uyutuyor koynunda
Zamanda kayboluyoruz kadim ruhunun içinde
Unutuyoruz fani dünyayı yıldızlar meclisinde
Sallana sallana da olsa taşıyor bizi sırtında
Yararak dalgaları başka bir serüvenin başladığı yöne
Onu tedavi edeceğimiz uzak limana
Sevişiyoruz doğayla, savaşmak yerine
Savaşımız karşısındaki acizliğimiz, en ufak saygısızlığımızla
Her birizimiz diğer onumuza bölüyor ekmeğini, suyunu
Hayaller paylaşılıyor nöbetlerde
Lakin doluyor yelkenler en güzeline
Catalonian Splendor:
Aqui ens trobam una altra vegada. A la inmensitat de l’ocea, que sempre ens acull sense judicis en la nostra constant fugida de la societat. Rodejats  en el  nostre petit mon flotant, multicultural.  Sobre aquest bonic tros de fusta que ens teletransporta pel cosmos.
Noasltres formam  part de l’engranatge que ajuda al funcionament de la nau.com una titella que fem balla sobre les ones, amunt y avall. Compartim  aquestes aigues amb altres especies amb respecte y admiracio’.
La nostra illa flotant ens mante aillats de tota sa porquería terrestre actual. I cada dia donam gracies per aixo.
-Toti i Pau , desde la sexta estrella, tercera ona, a la dreta.
Philosophy from Wes Cannon:
“Man makes himself after all, and he is responsible for what he makes.” - Jean Paul Sartre
 If this is true then I am surrounded by some of the most responsible and successful people I have ever met. While I have sailed on many schooners, professionally and as a “guest hand” I have never been involved with a crew which contains so much thought, warmth, optimism, comradery, and zest for life. Every shift as I slowly peel myself out of the fugue state of fitful sleep and disjointed thoughts and dreams I am confounded by the possibilities of chance; how did such a crew come to be? Why do they work so well together?  Could it be possible to intentionally bring about such a cohesion of men? Everyone works to his strengths and all the tasks get done, quite often by a different person every day with very little engineering of schedules or roles. Everyone pitches in and strives to be fair and helpful to the boat and each other. The food would have Michelin stars anywhere accessible to diners and reviewers. The details and cleanliness of the boat are seen to with a care and obsessive resolve as if there was a whole dedicated crew of stewards. Philosophy, lyrics and the sheer serendipitous joy of this boat being on this sea on this journey are discoursed as if we were in a coffee shop in Height Ashbury in 1957. Even if the only verbal cues are nominal calls to deal with the sailing of this schooner with a soul, the poignant sounds of companionship are astounding.  Last night under more stars than most men will ever see while we were reading poetry and literature a line jumped out at me. To paraphrase Carl Sagan, “It beggars the mind to realize that everything and everyone we have or will ever meet, as well as all of humanity is contained on this mote of dust floating on a sun beam.” I could not be happier or more fortunate to be on this floating work of art with these men on this dust mite caught in this sunbeam of life.
A Life Well Endured from Griffin Scruggs:
Trying times indeed!  From crest to trough, gale to breeze, ebb and flow, rise and fall; we all endure the palpitations of life; a team’s losing streak, occupational quarrellings, or personal upheaval - continually dictated by the environment around us.  The pruning of our palpable realm is the reality of going to sea. Reduced to the teak beneath our feet, and the teal below the keel our gaze now turns aft to a softening breeze, and calming seas -  ordained to carry forth with our daily continuance ; aesthetically, physically, spiritually, sanguine and the foremost - enjoyment. With the brunt of the soup now left to our stern, a new development and a rising concern.  Repetitive hours of suffering trades have truly tested our lot with the sedated pace of her wallowing trot, our eyes fade forward in an anticipated glare, on the home stretch now - ironically I’m already there.  A permanent grin remains stained on our faces as we live our final days in zeal with heads held high, the only thing remaining is, “Let The F****r Fly”.
As Captain of such a ship, in such a time, I strive to relate to the past age of sail when men and the few but brave women went to sea.  In search of adventure. For freedom, knowledge, wealth or greed. They all shared the mercy to the elements and their quest's success always depended on their cohesion together.  From Captain Bligh to Henry Hudson, Drake and Cook.  They all set out and held out through unimaginable struggle, they have all become heroes that we tall ship sailors have learned from. We dream that our little commands on our little ships in such a vast sea and unsettled world could  hold so much meaning as their commands and their ships did so many centuries ago.     In this race I find a perfect opportunity to apply my beliefs to the ship's crew, that I hold high expectations and respect self sacrifices amongst shipmates is no small secret, nor is it that I promote and encourage respect and self taught growth and high performance. With this vessel and this crew I found from day one a team that not only wanted all of these things - but they needed them.  They strive to have and hold respect amongst each other, they take their positions seriously, they see the beauty in life and don't get caught up with the belief that anyone is better than anyone else.  This is a "Perfect Crew" in the words of our Viking Turk.  I have had the pleasure of passing on my knowledge to these guys as well as learning an immeasurable amount from them along the way, we have explored Islands and met beautiful people, we have our cohesion, our ship and our will to continue exploring a path that we hope is worthy of our mentors and idolized heroes of a time gone by.   No matter where we stand in rankings, we can't wait to Participate in the around the world regatta classique that we are sure will come next!
Thank You all for such a wonderful race (now please send us some wind)
Capt. Seth Salzmann 

We schooned and we roared for days. Adventuress had a bone in her teeth and a leap in her stride, and her wild crew went to work. Now, placid seas surround, and we rock gently, steady on in easy following winds that feel all the lighter for the blows we harnessed early on in this magnificent transatlantic race. We only hope the race committee doesn’t penalize us for setting the laundrysail.
These sailing poets in contemplation are crossing a gorgeous stretch of malleable blue earth. The kind of blue that evokes tranquility and grandeur, we’re riding a wide painting of languid seascape, hypnotizing in its depth and breadth. Reflective poets living each moment in joyous trivialities, basking in the kind of blue that’s as grand as the ancient Romans would have it, imperial indigo and white sails for banners, heralding sincere sailors that represent the peace of humanity in a world at times gone mad.
-Jeremiah Bailey

A Canadian Account From Sprouty Nordique:

It’s difficult to sum up the Adventuress transatlantic experience in a short paragraph but here is a small taste; it’s been physically demanding and exhausting at times, surreal a majority of the time, non-stop laughter and banter heard throughout the vessel, dining like kings and queens, and sailing like rock stars, or in Pablito’s case pop stars. Pushing the boat to the limit every minute of every day, waiting for a squall to side swipe or push you down before thinking about striking the top sails hoping the wind doesn’t gust up too high, so that king fish can stay soaring proudly between the masts. In recent days prayers being sent off to the wind gods to pick this old gal up off her feet and sweep her creaking planks into Martinique, whistles bellow from the bowsprit and wind summoning musical debauchery rings from the cockpit of the Delta 5 Repeater watch to try and scrape every last bit of breeze from the wallowing air and direct it toward our sails. No matter the conditions we all remain in race mode focused on getting everything we can out of her and also making sure to enjoy the peaceful moments of calm seas and sunshine when the opportunity presents itself. At the end of the day one of the most enjoyable parts of being at sea is living and enjoying every moment to the fullest, not worried about events past or future endeavors just what’s happening at that moment; sail handling, a hot cup of coffee, a trip to the bowsprit, a ray of sunshine. It has been one hell of a ride crossing the Atlantic in such a fashion with an incredible and eclectic group of people; creating memories for the rest of our lives.

“The tragedy of this world is that no one is happy, whether stuck in a time of pain or of joy. The tragedy of this world is that everyone is alone. For a life in the past cannot be shared with the present. Each person who gets stuck in time gets stuck alone.” - Albert Einstein

Turkish Seyyah poetry from ChaCha:Bilge adamın bir kemana benzettiği bu enstruman
Farklı dünyalardan gelen bizlere memleket şimdi
Bu mavi çölde evimizi, derya denizde anamız
Her gece ahşap gıcırtılarından anonim bir sonatla
uyutuyor koynunda
Zamanda kayboluyoruz kadim ruhunun içinde
Unutuyoruz fani dünyayı yıldızlar meclisinde
Sallana sallana da olsa taşıyor bizi sırtında
Yararak dalgaları başka bir serüvenin başladığı yöne
Onu tedavi edeceğimiz uzak limana
Sevişiyoruz doğayla, savaşmak yerine
Savaşımız karşısındaki acizliğimiz, en ufak saygısızlığımızla
Her birizimiz diğer onumuza bölüyor ekmeğini, suyunu
Hayaller paylaşılıyor nöbetlerde
Lakin doluyor yelkenler en güzeline

Catalonian Splendor:

 Aqui ens trobam una altra vegada. A la inmensitat de l’ocea, que sempre ens acull sense judicis en la nostra constant fugida de la societat. Rodejats  en el  nostre petit mon flotant, multicultural.  Sobre aquest bonic tros de fusta que ens teletransporta pel cosmos.
Noasltres formam  part de l’engranatge que ajuda al funcionament de la nau.com una titella que fem balla sobre les ones, amunt y avall. Compartim  aquestes aigues amb altres especies amb respecte y admiracio’.
La nostra illa flotant ens mante aillats de tota sa porquería terrestre actual. I cada dia donam gracies per aixo.
-Toti i Pau , desde la sexta estrella, tercera ona, a la dreta.

Philosophy from Wes Cannon:

 “Man makes himself after all, and he is responsible for what he makes.” - Jean Paul Sartre
 If this is true then I am surrounded by some of the most responsible and successful people I have ever met. While I have sailed on many schooners, professionally and as a “guest hand” I have never been involved with a crew which contains so much thought, warmth, optimism, comradery, and zest for life. Every shift as I slowly peel myself out of the fugue state of fitful sleep and disjointed thoughts and dreams I am confounded by the possibilities of chance; how did such a crew come to be? Why do they work so well together?  Could it be possible to intentionally bring about such a cohesion of men? Everyone works to his strengths and all the tasks get done, quite often by a different person every day with very little engineering of schedules or roles. Everyone pitches in and strives to be fair and helpful to the boat and each other. The food would have Michelin stars anywhere accessible to diners and reviewers. The details and cleanliness of the boat are seen to with a care and obsessive resolve as if there was a whole dedicated crew of stewards. Philosophy, lyrics and the sheer serendipitous joy of this boat being on this sea on this journey are discoursed as if we were in a coffee shop in Height Ashbury in 1957. Even if the only verbal cues are nominal calls to deal with the sailing of this schooner with a soul, the poignant sounds of companionship are astounding.  Last night under more stars than most men will ever see while we were reading poetry and literature a line jumped out at me. To paraphrase Carl Sagan, “It beggars the mind to realize that everything and everyone we have or will ever meet, as well as all of humanity is contained on this mote of dust floating on a sun beam.” I could not be happier or more fortunate to be on this floating work of art with these men on this dust mite caught in this sunbeam of life.

A Life Well Endured from Griffin Scruggs:

 Trying times indeed!  From crest to trough, gale to breeze, ebb and flow, rise and fall; we all endure the palpitations of life; a team’s losing streak, occupational quarrellings, or personal upheaval - continually dictated by the environment around us.  The pruning of our palpable realm is the reality of going to sea. Reduced to the teak beneath our feet, and the teal below the keel our gaze now turns aft to a softening breeze, and calming seas -  ordained to carry forth with our daily continuance ; aesthetically, physically, spiritually, sanguine and the foremost - enjoyment. With the brunt of the soup now left to our stern, a new development and a rising concern.  Repetitive hours of suffering trades have truly tested our lot with the sedated pace of her wallowing trot, our eyes fade forward in an anticipated glare, on the home stretch now - ironically I’m already there.  A permanent grin remains stained on our faces as we live our final days in zeal with heads held high, the only thing remaining is, “Let The F****r Fly”.

As Captain of such a ship, in such a time, I strive to relate to the past age of sail when men and the few but brave women went to sea.  In search of adventure. For freedom, knowledge, wealth or greed. They all shared the mercy to the elements and their quest's success always depended on their cohesion together.  From Captain Bligh to Henry Hudson, Drake and Cook.  They all set out and held out through unimaginable struggle, they have all become heroes that we tall ship sailors have learned from. We dream that our little commands on our little ships in such a vast sea and unsettled world could  hold so much meaning as their commands and their ships did so many centuries ago.    

In this race I find a perfect opportunity to apply my beliefs to the ship's crew, that I hold high expectations and respect self sacrifices amongst shipmates is no small secret, nor is it that I promote and encourage respect and self taught growth and high performance. With this vessel and this crew I found from day one a team that not only wanted all of these things - but they needed them.  They strive to have and hold respect amongst each other, they take their positions seriously, they see the beauty in life and don't get caught up with the belief that anyone is better than anyone else.  This is a "Perfect Crew" in the words of our Viking Turk.

I have had the pleasure of passing on my knowledge to these guys as well as learning an immeasurable amount from them along the way, we have explored Islands and met beautiful people, we have our cohesion, our ship and our will to continue exploring a path that we hope is worthy of our mentors and idolized heroes of a time gone by.  

No matter where we stand in rankings, we can't wait to Participate in the around the world regatta classique that we are sure will come next!

Thank You all for such a wonderful race (now please send us some wind)

Capt. Seth Salzmann 

 

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