running off to sea to seek your fortune: a how-to guide

shoestrung:

shoestrung:

About seven months ago now I walked down a dock in April and tried to
guess which of the three shrinkwrapped schooners docked there was going
to be my home for the foreseeable future. Coming out the other side of
the season, I’ve got hands like leather, killer biceps, a general
familiarity with sailing, two near-death experiences, and in general I’m
pretty comfortable wearing a knife around now. This is going to be a
quick breakdown of the ups and downs of windjammer life, because I sure
as hell had no idea what I was getting into, and if it sounds like an
interesting job maybe you can go into it a bit more prepared than I was.

Windjamming
– the part of the traditional-rigged sailing industry that deals with
tourists, and the focus of the guide. Generally to do anything else with
tall ships, like deliveries (moving a ship from point A to Point B,
like the Florida Keys to Boston in time for the summer season), you need
to have some sailing experience already.  Windjamming can be split into
day sailors and longer cruises.

  • Day sailors
    make 2 to 4 short trips a day, generally in the area of three hours
    each. The tips are better because you see so many people in such a short
    time. You’re in port every night, so you’ll always have access to cell
    service, grocery stores, the bars, etc. You tend to have rainy days off.
    On the flip side, it’s not always a live-aboard position, so if you’re
    hoping to be staying on the ship, make sure you ask. You’ll also be
    feeding yourself out of pocket. The repetitive nature of the trips can
    be monotonous, and you don’t really have a chance to get to know the
    guests. Generally smaller boats and smaller crew.
  • Longer Cruises make
    overnight trips, generally 3-6 days, which means they go further and
    there’s more variety in where they sail. You get to know the passengers
    much better, and you really get to see the breadth of weather on the
    ocean – it’s a much fuller experience in terms of sailing. These are
    almost always live-aboard positions, so you have a home with no rent to
    pay. You’ll be fed as well as the passengers are, and even on the days
    you’re in port, there will be leftovers to eat if you don’t want to
    spend money – you can save a lot more because virtually nothing has to
    be spent on the cost of living. On the other hand, you’ll be out of
    contact for days at a time, and the unending nature of the job – with
    guests aboard, you’re responsible for their wellbeing even when not
    actively on duty, which can mean up to six unbroken days of Customer
    Service Face – means that it can be emotionally a bit overwhelming at
    times.

Pay varies pretty greatly from one
boat to another; for the entry-level position of messmate, I’ve seen
anywhere from a pretty generous $400/week to volunteer. Those seem to be
the extreme ranges of the spectrum, so anywhere in that ballpark could
be expected.

Positions open to you as a total beginner are:

  • Deckhand
    – a standard sailor. Usually you need a bit of sailing or
    sailing-adjacent experience, but not always, if you’re strong and quick
    to learn. Duties tend to include tacking, furling, and reefing sails,
    cleaning the ship (deck, the toilets, the sides of the hull, etc.),
    helping passengers up and down the ladders, and similar tasks.
  • Cook
    or assistant cook – day sailors don’t have this, so if you want to work
    in the galley you’re going to have to commit to a longer cruise.
    Planning and preparing all meals, three times a day, for about 30
    people. Often includes things like baking your own bread. might be on a
    wood stove or a propane stove; sometimes the stove swings to stay level
    and sometimes it has fiddles to keep pots from sliding off, but not
    always. You’ve got to be an early riser, and good at time management.
  • Messmate:
    another galley position, but this one is half-way between the galley
    and the deck – ideally a 3/1 ratio. Cleaning dishes, setting tables,
    assisting the cook on occasion with meal prep, maybe snacks and things
    like that, as well as small things on deck like tacking sails. A lot of
    that is on you, however – go bug deck crew to teach you if that’s where
    you want to be.

Life on a windjammer/General things to know

  • Pack
    practically. I really can’t emphasize this enough. You’ll have a few
    days off but you’re not going to have the energy to get into nice
    clothes and honestly you’re going to be covered in paint dust/anchor
    grease/pine tar/whatever the fuck anyway. You really won’t have any use
    for anything besides working clothes and mayyyyyybe one nice outfit to
    remind you that there were better days, once. Bring clothes that you can
    burn at the end of the season, because they’re not going to be wearable
    in public.
  • Get a pair of work pants – Carharts, Dickies,
    doesn’t matter – as long as they’re tough as hell and have a lot of
    pockets. You’re also gonna want to have a leatherman, or ideally a rig
    knife/marlinspike set (cutting lines, tightening and undoing knots, etc.
    are things you’ll find yourself doing frequently).
  • Learn
    how to tie a bowline, a cleat, and a rolling hitch. You can learn
    everything fancier, but these are the three you’ll be using the most.
  • Just…give
    up on ever feeling clean. Life is easier that way. You can get a shower
    and wash laundry on land, but while on board it’s lucky to have hot
    water, and you’ll still be washing your hair in a swimsuit, on deck,
    with dish soap. Embrace it, bring deodorant, go swimming in the ocean.
  • Some
    really weird jobs are going to be given to you. Sailing, cleaning,
    whatever, all in a day’s work. Rubbing down all seventy feet of the main
    mast with Vaseline while being belayed down on a swing also
    covered in Vaseline…a bit out of left field. Windjamming is basically
    an endless string of crises, so don’t be too thrown when something goes
    wrong.
  • Ideally you’re reasonably good with heights (if not, avoid ships with topsails) and don’t get motion sickness.  
  • There’s
    a lot of turnover – people leave all the time for all kinds of reasons,
    like going back to school in the fall, getting hurt, getting fired,
    getting overwhelmed and quitting.
  • It’s a gift culture – your
    crew is what keeps you going, and you share what you have – people with
    real apartments will offer you a place to sleep and shower. People
    who’ve done this before will give you things you’re missing. Things like
    hats and books and jackets get traded and gifted a lot. Over the course
    of the season I gave away hand cream, a coffee mug, rides to places in
    my car, drawings – not much, but I didn’t come with much that could be
    useful. I was given a rig knife, a ceramic bowl, a few books, tea, a
    ukulele. Share what you have and give away things someone needs and you
    don’t. 
  • You’re going to meet a lot of weird people. Well-balanced people with 9-5 jobs who are content with their lives and like doing things like ‘leisurely sipping coffee in caffes while it rains outside’ and ‘bathing’ don’t often apply. If this is the kind of job that appeals to you, then it’s likely they’re going to be your kind of people.
  • There’s definitely a drinking culture, but there’s no pressure to join in, in my experience. Everyone is really chill  about whether or not you’re drinking; often the local dive bar is simply the closest warm place to find people and touch base with the other schooner bums. Once in a while someone will buy everyone a pitcher to share, but this is more related to ‘share what you have’ than to ‘everyone must drink’.

That’s it off the top of my head, but please
feel free to message me if you have any questions! I can’t promise I’ll
have a good answer, but then again I might. Hope this helps!

Some more things to know!

Finding a job

  • Tall Ships America billet bank has some listings, which change pretty frequently as the seasons go on, so keep checking if you don’t find something that appeals to you the first time round.
  • Honestly, though? The industry is largely word of mouth, and so many captains/owners don’t actually advertise. Your best best is to look up windjammers in an area you want to work out of (Camden ME, Newport RI, and Mystic CT, off the top of my head, are some windjamming hubs where you could start to look; Baltimore is one, so is Boston, and there’s definitely some West Coast ships, although I’m less familiar with that. Winter season is in Florida and the Caribbean).
  • Just send a fuckton of emails. Carpetbomb the industry. Once you’ve got the emails of a dozen or so captains, go ahead and email all of them to see if they have a position open. If you time it right (the summer sailing season starts hiring Jan/Feb; winter in Aug/Sept) then you’re going to find something

Something else – your hands are going to be hamburger for the first few weeks of working line. They’re gong to get dry and cracked and callused and it’s gonna suck. Then they’ll toughen up and you’ll have grown your gloves and it’s all fine again, but be ready. O’Keefe’s Working Hands hand cream helps a bit.

goddamnshinyrock:

to expand upon my tag “#believe it or not this guy is actually NOT their worst neighbor” on the previous Weird Tales From Rural Massachusetts post…

my parents’ worst neighbors are this one couple:

  • their uncle used to own the property before he sold it to my parents. while he still owned it Bad Neighbor Dude ran a chop shop in the woods. We still find new bits of car every year or so. That was why he went to jail the FIRST time. 
  • one time a cop showed up and just headed straight into our woods until my mother caught up with him and he was like ‘where is Bad Neighbor??’ and my mother had to tell him ‘uh that family hasn’t owned this property for a decade, try next door’
  • he would hunt in our woods all the time without permission, and would butcher deer right there leave piles of entrails just… sitting there. in the middle of the path.
  • after Bad Neighbor’s sweet, elderly, polio-stricken mother died, he and his wife made extra money by selling off her remaining prescription meds. He very likely did this while she was still alive too lbr. 
  • In fact, that was part of why he went to jail the SECOND time.
  • the whole list (and also the most exciting item ever printed in the local paper), was that he’d been arrested for selling illegal prescription medication, possession of stolen car parts, an unlicensed shotgun, a truly staggering stockpile of ammo, a greenhouse full of marijuana plants, and a poached deer. In that order. 
  • ………also, and on a more petty note, they fertilize their field with whole dead cod’s heads, and when the wind blows from that direction in the summer it’s Bad. 

DRAMATIC WORST NEIGHBOR UPDATE: apparently while I was gone Worst Neighbor’s wife left him (rumor has it to florida) after trying unsuccessfully to convince Worst Neighbor’s own cousin to kill him. She reportedly offered the cousin 3 thousand dollars and Worst Neighbor’s motorcycle, but the cousin declined and told Worst Neighbor about it. the wife vanished for a year or so, but now they are BACK TOGETHER. presumably he sleeps with one eye open.

my parents took a moment yesterday to show me three of the secret compartments they built into the house. one contains family silver, one contains weed (which is legal in this state but they just… continue to hide it, I suppose out of habit), and one contains a certain animal skull that my father found when he was building the place and feels is ‘connected to the spirit of the house’

my parents are fucking hippie bootleggers I swear to god

what’s your opinion on like being too pretentious?

boykeats:

you think oscar wilde’s gucci floral suit wearing angel ass spent his last gay breath making a witty remark about the wallpaper so that we could all live like a bunch of repressed 16th century puritans? are those glisteningly fresh rose petals going to throw themselves all over your scarlet chaise lounge and fake fur duvet? is that first edition of albert camus you bought at a thrift shop in paris going to lovingly read itself? y’all are really out there saying god gave us the ability to order cinnamon cappuccinos and buy herringbone tweed blazers and recite ovid to our friends only so we could not do those things? as it is with all paths in life, so long as you’re self-aware and not bothering or hurting anyone, you go ahead and be as pretentious as you want! it’s so much fun!!