Ship Logs

From Shanan Jack Johnson Blues, Matched only by the frosted swells Colored north Pacific Blue (15 degrees north Pacific blue, to be exact) (15 degrees, 07 minutes north Pacific blue, to be more exact) Emanate from the wheelhouse. It is 1300 on the 16th of February,...

7 February, 2020   After several days of rain and cold, we  arrived safely to Kiritimati (Christmas Island). So much rain on our last day at sea from Honolulu that the radar wasn’t detecting the island two miles away! We anchored and had the Kiribati boarding party...

29 January, 2020 As was mentioned in the previous blog, the rolling has not stopped yet. Twenty knots of winds, one foot of water on the main deck and the weather is getting colder and colder. After only four days at sea, we have started to eat our reserves of...

Anika Another tracker for Kwai On our departure day, we were told that there is a tracker just west of the Big Island floating along. Everybody is excited, the experienced ones in ghost net hunting and the first timers. We all hope to find a huge net although...

1st of January 2020, Te Ririki ae Boo “HAPPY NEW YEAR”, says helmsman Teitera when I step into the wheelhouse. We exchange best wishes and Carson asks our New Year resolutions. My watch-mate Tabura surprises us with his wish to go to Tarawa and finish his training at...

29th December 2019, Into deep waters again Bugs, bugs, everywhere I look there are Copra bugs. These tiny metallic beetle-like creatures wear hard hats with funny little antennas. They smell like their staple diet when you accidentally crush them. The familiar  sweet...

25th of December 2019, The spirit of Christmas In a prelude to the festivities we have been working our asses off during 12 hour workdays to get the cargo hold organized for the voyage back to Christmas Island and Honolulu. The efforts were rewarded because Kwai...

21st December 2019, The last run… Voyage 51 is coming to a conclusion after one more trip along the chain of Line islands. While in Christmas, on the jetty, I saw a foreigner taking measurements from the tidal-gauge and introduced myself. He, Jason, was an employee of...

14th of December 2019, Christmas Island It has been almost two months since the Kwai left Honolulu on her current voyage. I can tell because by this time the last of the shriveled potatoes in the almost empty provisions-net start drooling their fluids in my fresh cup...

10th of December 2019, Charismatic happenings It is 12 o’clock midnight. I’m not on watch anymore, but my bio-rithm wakes me up anyway. I find the stepping-on-crew preparing Cup-’O-Noodles in the galley and think to myself” “Oh well, Rome wasn’t build in one day”....