![]() |
jaxashby asks through his slobber:
-bilge rat the original poster lives in east central Minnesota or or northwest Wisconsin. he wants to learn navigation. a local FBO (licensed by the Federal Government to teach navigation) will teach him more and more thoroughly than any USPS course done at a distance.- Bilge-Was he sentenced there? Is he free to say, charter a boat and diddy-bop around the Bahamas or Carribean? Has this fellow been put on the Great Lakes "unauthorized boater list"? -btw, why should some bilge rat crawling around underdeck pulling wires know diddly squat about navigation?-jaxashby Bilge- Better to know a little something about it and not need it, than to need it and know diddly squat about it. We carry "passengers", you know. I could conceivably end up the senior seaman in a lifeboat with a bunch of "farmboys and girls" looking to ME for answers about What, Where, Who, When, Why... You think you'll get by in a situation like that by covering up ignorance with arrogance? You won't. If the sea doesn't exact it's due, your passengers might. Far better to know some basics and rudimentary skills, and be honest about it, than try to "bluff"...or crawl under a thwart, curl into a ball and suck yer thumb. In fact, I once sea-trialed the MV Cape Ducato out of the Sparrows Point Yard in Bawlmer, and spent most of one night helping the Second mate set the waypoints into the channel, (Bremerton, IIRC), for our out bound passage down the Bay. Now, why bother with "waypoints" and all that jazz when we'd be under pilotage all the way out through the Capes? Because the guys on that ship were professionals...not a bunch of slack-asses, and I respected 'em for it. And I was glad to help out a shipmate and maybe learn something useful. Which I did...not to the point where I'm "horny" to tackle spherical trigonometry as a hobby, but enough to appreciate that the 2nd Mates aren't necessarily sitting up in the chart room with their thumbs stuck up their asses. GFY; Mutiny is a Management Tool Select Your Tattoo while Sober |
|
bilge, you are so drunk you won't remember a thing for days.
Bilge-Was he sentenced there? Is he free to say, charter a boat and diddy-bop around the Bahamas or Carribean? Has this fellow been put on the Great Lakes "unauthorized boater list"? -btw, why should some bilge rat crawling around underdeck pulling wires know diddly squat about navigation?-jaxashby Bilge- Better to know a little something about it and not need it, than to need it and know diddly squat about it. We carry "passengers", you know. I could conceivably end up the senior seaman in a lifeboat with a bunch of "farmboys and girls" looking to ME for answers about What, Where, Who, When, Why... You think you'll get by in a situation like that by covering up ignorance with arrogance? You won't. If the sea doesn't exact it's due, your passengers might. Far better to know some basics and rudimentary skills, and be honest about it, than try to "bluff"...or crawl under a thwart, curl into a ball and suck yer thumb. In fact, I once sea-trialed the MV Cape Ducato out of the Sparrows Point Yard in Bawlmer, and spent most of one night helping the Second mate set the waypoints into the channel, (Bremerton, IIRC), for our out bound passage down the Bay. Now, why bother with "waypoints" and all that jazz when we'd be under pilotage all the way out through the Capes? Because the guys on that ship were professionals...not a bunch of slack-asses, and I respected 'em for it. And I was glad to help out a shipmate and maybe learn something useful. Which I did...not to the point where I'm "horny" to tackle spherical trigonometry as a hobby, but enough to appreciate that the 2nd Mates aren't necessarily sitting up in the chart room with their thumbs stuck up their asses. GFY; Mutiny is a Management Tool Select Your Tattoo while Sober |
tomf123 relates:
-I'm here to say, without a doubt, that was the finest food and beer Ihave ever had 'lo these many years that I have been on Earth. Those Germans knew how to live on ship, I'll tell you what... )- Bilge-Hate to say it, but all the Western Euros know how to live on their ships better'n us. I helped to "organize" Global Marine, a British cable ship operation that had won the Atlantic Cable Maintenance Agreement for a few years. http://www.globalmarinesystems.com/s...esentinel.html British flagged, she was. We went out and buried the fiberoptic line between West Palm Beach and Freeport,Bahamas. Took the robot (and us) 30 days. Great bunch of guys and gals! Although it was a real chore having to learn what the "Geordies" were saying..."mrbles 'n th' mouth y'know,mate." Sho' nuff, they had their little"pub" all set up and runnin' before we'd even left Bawlmer. And since the Steward department was American, we had good eats. In fact, the steward, who'd been a shipmate of mine several times over, called me one day to tell me the Limeys were bitchin' about his breakfasts. Now Harry is half-Hawaiian, so you have to keep him away from the Spam, but otherwise he's a real good cook. It turns out the Brits didn't want flapjacks, eggs n' bacon, waffles and whatnot... They wanted proper English breakfast food: Stewed tomatoes and baked beans... Honest to God, we'd take turns going by the licensed mess hatch to gape at 'em as they packed the muck away with gusto. Of course, they'd do the same with us...to them, we were eating hot greasy heart-attack on a plate...with butter. It was one of the things that made for a real fun trip. Everyone had lots of opportunities to laugh at each other, and ourselves. I mean, a blotto 5' 2" Glaswegian 2nd Engineer dancing about in his thong underwear in the messes to celebrate New Year's 2001... The other thing I learned from that lot was that it is nearly IMPOSSIBLE to run a proper engine room on a ship where everyone drinks tea...no empty coffee cans, y'see...EVERYTHING was a 5 gallon,(or...twenty liter), bucket. God, the squabbles we had with the deck gang, (also Yanks), when they were painting. But yeah, we really lived pretty well on that ship....one of the few trips I've had where I honestly got along well with absolutely everyone...lotta fond memories. Too bad the *******s didn't split the electrician gig UK-US. They kept the Electrical Officer, although Lord knows there was enough work for an Electronics Officer AND an Electrician. I split to Engineer for McCallister Towing...Gawd, what a mistake! Regards; Mutiny is a Management Tool Select Your Tattoo while Sober |
|
All times are GMT +1. The time now is 02:05 AM. |
Powered by vBulletin® Copyright ©2000 - 2025, Jelsoft Enterprises Ltd.
Copyright ©2004 - 2014 BoatBanter.com