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Hello, and welcome back to the 2nd week of our online journal. This week was a busy week for the crew of the ESCANABA as we anchored twice, pulled into two different ports, participated in huge public affairs event, spent a day loading new ammunition onto the ship, and escorted a potentially dangerous vessel into New York while still managing to carry out our primary mission on our Living marine Resources Patrol.
Our patrol has gotten off to a great start as we've been extremely busy. Since we departed homeport on the 21st of September we've been going non-stop and set the Special Sea Detail (SSD)for mooring and departing Boston, New York, Earle Weapons Station in New Jersey, New London, and the Cape Cod Canal for a grand total of 18 times - which is more then we had in our entire last 60 day patrol! For those of you who haven't sailed aboard a ship what setting the SSD means is that everyone on the ship is in an assigned place doing an assigned task. It really takes practically all 100 crewmembers to moor the ship up or get underway. The entire evolutions range from about 2 hours in Boston to almost 4 hours for Port Elizabeth NJ and the Cape Cod Canal transit. We've also been very busy conducting boardings of Fishing Vessels off the Coast of New England and found 2 vessels fishing with small nets and instructed them to stop using those nets so they would not deplete the fishing stocks by killing juvenile fish. Unfortunately we had to terminate the voyage of 2 other Fishing Vessels due to safety violations. That is never an easy decision but immensely important as the weather turns nasty and water temperature gets cooler. Fishermen have a very dangerous job and it's our job to make sure they are as safe as possible…the guys who cut corners to save money may end up as our next Search and Rescue case or worse as our next "lost" vessel.
My name is SN Goodleigh and I am stationed on the CGC Escanaba. I left Boot Camp on 19th of May 2006 and was introduced to a new world that I never knew existed. When I first arrived at the ESCANABA it was similar to boot camp in that I didn’t know what to expect, but that feeling soon went away within a week of being underway. Being on a ship for the first time in my life was a little rough for me since I wasn’t used to the small p-ways and ladders. Becoming accustomed to my new world while trying to become a working part of the crew by getting fully qualified in damage control as well as a helm and lookout and messenger surely kept me busy. Needless to say being a "deckie" on a 270’ isn't a walk in the park as we are responsible for a myriad of spaces and the overall cleanliness and appearance of the ship (all the while still expected to stand your watch). The Bos’ns hole, lower bos’ns hole, avionics, hangar, and aft hawser along with both small boats (the RHI and OTH) are routine busy work. Sanding, prepping , and painting, while underway is a constant fight against the natural elements that deteriorate a ship. The good part about the ship is the crew is definitely spirited and the morale is always high. On my first patrol some of our port of calls were Key West, Guantanamo Bay Cuba, and Mayport Naval Station.
We are pulling into our anchorage point just south of the Verazzano Bridge, New York City. This is the third time in as many days that I got to see my hometown sky line from this vantage point. I’m close enough to my Mom’s house I think I can smell what she’s cooking for dinner. I can see the famous red “Parachute Drop” and “Wonder Wheel” of Brooklyn’s Coney Island from the foc’sle, a fact my shipmates get tired of hearing every time we pass, but I can’t help it. Landmarks mean the most not to the tourist or sightseers from out of state, but to the home sick travelers and sailors returning home. These landmarks aren’t just road posts marking a geographical location, but sign posts in time. I can remember being on the Brooklyn shore at six years of age and sticking my hand in the ocean, trying to see I could feel a heart beat underneath all that surf, as if the Ocean where a living breathing entity. At age twelve I road the Brooklyn cyclone after my father told me not to because the old wooden roller coaster would make me sick. It did, but five minutes later I was fine and rode it four more times. At fifteen, on one of my first dates, I took a girl to the Wonder Wheel, a type of Ferris wheel on steroids that can be seen from miles away. I remember the quietness of the compartment closing in when the wheel froze for ten minutes with the both of us stuck at the top. And again I look towards the Verazzano Bridge with the Manhattan skyline in the distance. I remember crossing that bridge at four in the morning almost two years ago on my way to MEPS, about to be processed into the military and shipped out to boot camp. Two years later I crossed the bridge again, this time going in the opposite direction, on my way to my then girlfriend’s house with an engagement ring in my front pocket and fingers sweaty and nervous against the steering wheel.
FS3 Castor was named the for his dedication and excellence in the galley. FS3 Castor put in a tremendous amount of time and effort over the last inport and the beginning of this patrol to ensure that plenty of good food was had by all. Castor has become famous on board for his cinnamon rolls, cookies, and other baked goods. His success in the galley may not be good for the crew’s waste line, but is sure to put a smile on people’s face.
Hey Mom & Dad, I miss you, see you in December. -Thomas MacNab Sylvia, Mom & Dad I love you. See you when I get home -Johnathan Castor Shout out to Stacy, all my friends holding down the city of “Brock” and my Family. I’ll be home soon, babe! -BM1 “B-Ferr” Ferretti Sharon, Sam and Erick, Miss you guys, see ya soon. N.R.F.T.C ROCKS -Steve (BFM) for life! Kat, I’m coming home soon, can’t wait to see you and take care of you. Love Always, -Aaron I would like to say "Hello" to my beautiful children, Skylar, Mason and Adrianna. I know it is hard for us to not see each other while I am out to sea, but not a minute goes by that you are not in my thoughts. I can't wait to get back, and take the three of you to the park, or someplace new. Maybe it will snow when I am home this time, and I can take you all sledding, and have a snowball fight. When I am able to talk to you, you all sound like you are doing well. I am very proud of each of you as you continue to be a big help to your mother, and learn new things every day. Once again I ask you the question I always ask, "what would you like to do when I come back from sea?" I hope you take some time to think about what it is you would like to do, as I know I will. I look forward to taking you to see the dinosaur museum, and of course the inevitable answer I always get "play with you!" Take care of yourselves, and your mother. Do well in school. And remember how much I miss you, and how very pleased I am to be your father. I love you guys. -Dad To the Murrs & Boldts out there, 34 Days Left and then I am back home with all of you. Love you guys, see ya soon. -Nick Hey Mom, Dad, Sarah, Jeremy, Nick, Aidan, and Connor, I Miss you guys and I’ll see ya soon enough! Love ya, -Aaron (PS Jackass 2 was hilarious!) To Shawn and Kevin... I've sold 57 items for you guys! Be good for Mom and I'll see you in about a week. Love, -Dad. To the MINOT Gang… I hear that I missed quite the bash for Jon and Karen's 25th. I really miss the Sunday afternoon beach parties, just not the same as we sail by on the Nab. See you all around Turkey Day… All my Best, The Commander. Hey Mom, Dad, Niahsi, Hashiem, Labrisa, Deambri, Love ya, hope to see you soon. -Phillips Hey Mom, Dad, How are you guys? See you soon. -Dan Hey Mom, Dad, and my La Famila in D-Town! Love ya Whats up to Valerie in Chi-Town! And all my peeps in Bean Town! -Loiselle
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