Of Tankers…

Some months ago, I learned that Carolina Salguero, Founder and Director of PortSide NewYork, was going to be in Honolulu. I admire the work she has done related to the historic tanker, Mary A. Whalen, so I was looking forward to meeting her.

The day finally arrived (yesterday). It was a pleasure to get to know her beyond Facebook and to talk (quite frankly) about the challenges our respective ships face.

I am very grateful to Captain Tom Heberle of the Hawaii Pilots Association for giving the green light to a tour of Honolulu Harbor for Carolina. Paul volunteered to be tour guide and did an absolutely fab job.

More views of A:

closeup of A

A on A

(For some strange reason, I didn’t take very many photos…this post will be wordier than usual.)

Golden Bear rat guards:

Golden Bear rat guards

There were a lot of interesting comments from Carolina on the differences between our harbors.

Mahalo to Friends of Falls of Clyde’s president, Bruce McEwan, for a nice dinner. I think there was food for thought provided as well.

The coup for me, was arranging for us to spend the night aboard the ship. Another friend of mine had wanted to do the same thing a couple of years ago, but the idea had been squashed. (Sorry, Matt! Next time.) I was still a bit worried that word would get out and we’d be forced to call it off.

I was also worried that some weird person(s) would be hanging about the pier. Happily, it turned out to be a quiet, uneventful night.

I slept in the bunk in the cabin that I use as my office. It was perfect for someone my size. I can’t see how it could be comfortable for a tall/large person. I guess when you’re tired after standing watch in rough weather, any bunk will do.

There are large “B-52” roaches on board. I saw them scuttling about on the deck, but fortunately, they left me alone. I hope.

As usual, the ship was warm and humid. There was no need for a blanket at all, even with both portholes open. In fact, I found myself wishing I had a small fan.

The only thing that bothered me was the steady “plop” of water into buckets when it started to rain before dawn. The sound woke me up and it was hard to fall asleep again.

All in all a great experience. I’d definitely like to do it again.

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