I'll just forget about working on my tan.

Today is the coldest day in the Arctic yet. With temperatures peaking in the teens and frigid gust of 30 knot winds, buttoning ones jacket is a must. The five minutes of standing in formation for quarters resulted in teary eyes and runny noses. In one of the photos the deck department is struggling to put down the safety nets around the flight deck because of strong, blowing winds

What do you mean it doesn't run on twisted up rubber bands and gerbils in wheels?

After an extensive two hour tour of the five engine compartments on board this massive cutter I have come to the conclusion that this ship must be some kind of an engineering master piece and the fact that more stuff on this boat doesn't break all the time is no less than a marvel. There are so many moving parts interconnected and so much horsepower to allow this boat to keep trucking even when something breaks. The Polar Sea has six 16 cylinder engines capable of producing some 18,000 shaft horsepower and three gas turbines in reserve for breaking thick ice capable of producing 75,000 shaft horsepower. I was amazed and really impressed with the machinery technicians onboard.

Ice, we ain't scared of no ice

This photo was taken last night from the bridge when we came across our thickest patch of ice yet. I heard an unconfirmed report that the ice was 8 ft. thick. We broke through though. I spent the rest of the night listening to ice crush around the hull, and felt my bed shake like I was I stuck in an all hours earthquake.

They tried to ditch me

I was on the ice pack the other day documenting dive operations when one of the Lieutenants noticed that the ship was drifting off the spot it was parked. The ship drifted so much that they had to send a helicopter to come pick us up, rather than using the crane. It was my shortest helicopter ride to date.

Why say no when it feels so good to say yes!

As a bold act of declaring, "We know what we are doing," the cooks from the Coast Guard Cutter Polar Sea garnished this mornings doughnuts with salty, smoked bacon. Bacon, the versatile meat product that is, is often found in the meals served aboard the Polar Sea. When some people complained about the overabundance of bacon goodness the cooks lashed out in a Twisted Sister moment of, we are not going to take it, and put the bacon on the
doughnuts. Take that bacon haters.

View From The Top

Learning At Sea

Ten blue suited individuals are sitting on the mess deck aboard the red-hulled ship. In front of them is Erin Sheridan, the young blonde teacher in jeans and a t-shirt with small polished, stone medallion hanging by a natural fiber cord around her neck. She is teaching about climate change on the Coast Guard Cutter Polar Sea, homeported in Seattle. She is helping her young uniformed students gain an education that will provide for them for the rest of their lives.

Before going afloat and teaching Coasties, Sheridan taught experiential education in the San Francisco Bay Area for several years. She taught skills such as sailing and kayaking, experiences that garnished team building. When it was time to move on in her career she looked for interesting career opportunities around the United States and discovered Vincennes University programmed tailored to the needs of Coast Guard personnel serving at sea.

Given her maritime lifestyle and adventure-seeking personality she applied, and has been aboard the cutter since it left Seattle in late August.

Sheridan teaches four courses, five hours a day, five days a week. Those lessons include: Intro to earth science, algebra, intermediate algebra, and oceanography.

Some of her students are working toward a specific degree others are taking general college courses in the hopes that they may one day be applied to toward a degree program.

Teaching aboard a moving a cutter has its challenges, and Sheridan said that some times her class get interrupted or some times her students have to miss class because of watch.

“You have to be flexible,” said Sheridan. “You never know when an alarm is going to go off or they call a drill in the middle of your class and all of your students have to leave at once.”

“So far this has been an great experience,” said Sheridan. “This is an awesome boat,” she added.

At the end of the cruise in early Dec., Sheridan will return to her home in St. Augustine, Florida.

I'm Going On A Bear Hunt

I was having dinner, scallops in a pepper creme sauce, on the mess deck when I hear my name piped over the 1MC to contact the bridge. It was the National Geographic producer telling me that a bear and her two cubs were spotted from the bridge of the cutter. I quietly informed the scientist and then beat feat my room to grab my 80-400 lens, that I almost left at home, and took the stairs two at time. I arrived at the bridge breathless and eager to see the bear. I must have snapped 50 pictures, but to see a polar bear in her natural element is a special thing. One of her cubs seemed incredibly curious, and kept straying from his mom to get closer to the big red boat breaking up his icy home. In the photo his mother is standing, as if to tell the boat not to get any closer to her wayward son.

If the Arctic was made of Eskimo pies would you eat it, well would ya?

I was on the ice pack today, and all I could think of, while the snow was crunching under my feet, was Eskimo Pies. The mounds of snow drifts, white and clean, reminded me so much of vanilla ice cream that I wanted to grab some and bite into it. It was gorgeous out there, the sun burned off the haze casted beautiful shadows upon the mounds of snow. Divers drilled out holes in the ice and dove into the frigid water. A soft rainbow made a brief showing, and then vanished as quietly as it came. It was lovely.

Polar Bears but no Coca Cola