45 days at sea = beer day!
Captain’s Log, 13.APR.16
Tradition – Beer Day. The 45th consecutive day at sea is not marked by the consumption of two beers, but rather the accomplishment of the Crew and their perseverance in overcoming together the many challenges of the previous 44 days. The Crew’s reward is not the two empty aluminum cans, but the camaraderie that comes to life between Shipmates in the presence of barbecue ribs, burgers, baked beans and, yes, a couple of beers. Proof of the camaraderie is in the smiles and closeness of Shipmates, even those not influenced by Bud, Miller or Heineken - those who choose not to drink, or are too young (the law still applies within these 567 feet of sovereign U.S. territory). But, even the 18-20 year olds enjoy the day. Cold, fog, and that tooth-rattling new ship’s whistle blasting every two minutes could not undo what unfolded on the Messdecks. It didn’t take long for the “bones”, the cards, and the phones to make their appearance. The friction has been smoothed and Shipmates who may not have necessarily seen eye-to-eye 44 days ago, sit next to each and laugh as they lick BBQ sauce from fingers and throw one back, even if it’s a Red Bull or a root beer. More than family, they have become Shipmates dedicated to their ship and standing the watch as much for each other as for freedom. Quite a privilege just to be in their presence.