|   When we got our new Spot satellite messenger from Chuck at Duckworks 
                I really had no idea how cool it would be! Just a bit larger than 
                a pack of cigarettes, but as toys go it has turned out to be a 
                surprisingly useful and fun little device. So we decided to send 
                it around the world.
 Our son Clark, a history buff with a Masters degree in Maritime 
                History from the University of Exeter in the UK, had just signed 
                up for a 14 month round the world trip as a trainee in a tall 
                ship. The Picton Castle is homeported in the pretty little seacoast 
                town of Lunenburg Nova Scotia. It’s a steel hulled, riveted 
                plate 80 year old 179 foot barque, with a lot of cargo-hauling 
                history under the keel before getting her new makeover rig in 
                1997. There are five yards on each of the three masts for a total 
                of 15 squaresails, plus 3 or 4 headsails set from the bowsprit 
                and a spanker on the mizzen, and some other miscellaneous scraps 
                of heavy bolted canvas for riding out storm conditions. Captain 
                Dan Moreland has taken this old windjammer all the way around 
                four times before, each time with a green crew of trainees, so 
                this ain’t his first rodeo either! Like the 10 or 12 members 
                of the paid pro crew say—“he da man!”—but 
                his level of experience is all quite comforting for friends and 
                family.
 
                 
                  |  | Picton Castle under full sail. |  After a tedious month of maintenance slapping paint, loading 
                stores and cargo and splicing line in the cold wet spring of Lunenburg, 
                waiting for gear and supplies and a spell of decent weather to 
                arrive, they sailed off their mooring, ghosted outside and turned 
                south, bound for the Panama canal. Fair winds should not be wasted 
                and they went out into an almost ideal NW wind of 10 to 20 knots 
                and moderate seas—ideal for a nervous green crew--most still 
                drying out from late night sessions in the popular Grand Banker 
                Pub overlooking Lunenburg harbor. Alcohol being the universal 
                anxiety medicine, I know one bartender who’ll likely be 
                sorry to see those 40-some skittish trainees sail out the harbor. 
                 
                  |  | Great shot of helm with a rainbow in the background. |   The ships cargo hold is full of plastic wrapped bags of cement, 
                building materials, textbooks, lawnmowers and other gear slated 
                for drop-offs in Pacific Islands. The ship will spend about a 
                third of time in port and they have a list of stops that reads 
                like a travel agents wish list. Galapagos, Pitcairn, Tahiti, Rarotonga, 
                Tonga, Fiji, Bali, Cape Town, St Helena, Brazil and back to Bermuda 
                before a due north run back to Lunenburg.
 Clark may not have much hands-on sailing experience, but he fished 
                halibut in Alaska, researched wrecked Cape Horn ships for three 
                months in the Falkland Islands, and worked at the San Francisco 
                Maritime Museum and the San Diego Maritime Museum among other 
                maritime related ventures—so he didn’t just fall off 
                the turnip truck on the way through town either. Traveling to 
                the UK, Clark has crossed the Atlantic on Cunard liners Queen 
                Mary 2 and the Queen Elizabeth. Hes already been to one of their 
                most exotic and isolated stops in the Atlantic—the island 
                of St Helena, to see the temporary grave of Napoleon before he 
                was dug up and relocated to France. Teaching school again may 
                seem a bit tame after all this—but we should all have these 
                sorts of problems.
 
                 
                  |  |  |   Photos of Clarks bunk, his home for the next 14 months, show 
                his collection of flashlites, vitamins, books, wet weather gear 
                and posters of Larry, Moe and Curly pinned to the bulkhead—just 
                to lighten the mood and provide the proper perspective to this 
                trip. It won’t all be fun! 
 This could also be just a tad different from his previous crossings. 
                Dinner in rough weather will likely be a deep bowl of whatever 
                the cook can pull together, eaten wedged into a secure corner--still 
                better than a five course meal stuck at a table full of pampered 
                self-absorbed snobs and other cruise ship types. On this cruise 
                he won’t be dressing for dinner, unless you consider a worn 
                pair of tar smeared Carhaart work pants formal wear. The crew 
                is mostly kids in the their 20’s and 30’s with the 
                occasional compulsion to dress like characters out of Johnnie 
                Depp pirate movies. Half the trainees are women, and a number 
                of the professional paid crew are also women, who seem to take 
                to this tall ship stuff as well or better than the men. Mess with 
                these girls and they’ll kick your butt.
 
                 
                  |  | A lot of the crew are women. |   Since this trip is somewhat in the tradition of the old trading 
                schooners, sort of, stopping at remote islands along the way where 
                certain goods are at a premium, its only logical that the trainees 
                should continue the tradition in their own small way. According 
                to scuttlebutt among the crew the hottest items for trade, as 
                the trip progresses into latter stages, are batteries, seasick 
                patches and condoms. Before he left we took Clark to the local 
                Costco and he bought dozens of small plastic wrapped batteries 
                of all sizes and 2 big box cartons of condoms. Speculation as 
                to how this endeavor will play out is a prime subject among friends 
                and family as it becomes even more obvious that circumnavigation, 
                even in a tall ship, is an evolving game blessed with unexpected 
                levels of technology. Magellan and Cook would have blanched.
 As I write this they just sailed off the continental shelf on 
                a course to take Bermuda on the port side and late tonight they 
                will be about 300 miles offshore and abeam of New York. Losing 
                latitude fast, Captain Moreland is dogging it a bit to let a slow 
                moving low pressure system pass below them in hopes of favorable 
                winds from aft after the low passes.
 
 After Burmuda they will likely come a few degrees to starboard 
                to assume an approximate heading for Turks and Caicos, although 
                the route to navigate through the Caribbean Islands will probably 
                depend on the most favorable slant of wind for the big square 
                rigger. Whether they take Cuba and Puerto Rico to port or starboard 
                on the way to the Panama canal remains to be seen, but thanks 
                to the little Spot we will know more as they get closer. They 
                have a reserved place in line to transit the canal on the 28th 
                of May—we do know they will try their best to make that 
                appointment. That reservation to enter the canal is like a number 
                at a crowded ice cream parlor, no one wants to miss out on their 
                turn and have to go the end of the line.
  Clark has the 4 to 8 watch all the way to Panama, and he shoots 
                us a satellite fix with his Spot whenever its convenient. Sometimes 
                we get three or four a day, but we’re happy so long as we 
                get one a day so we can check position and progress. We can get 
                time, latitude and longitude so we can figure approximate speed, 
                and marine weather reports off the internet help fill in the picture. Best of all, the Spot fix comes up on a Google map and the most 
                fun for his Mother and myself, when hes in port or close to land, 
                is switching to satellite view mode and zooming in for details. 
                If the satellite photo was made on a clear day and if the sun 
                was just right you can shadows of people walking. It will be a 
                blast to follow him through all the locks in the Panama canal 
                for example, not to mention the stops at small islands in the 
                Pacific.  Readers are welcome to follow Clark’s progress by accessing 
                the shared Spot 
                website. 
                 
                  |  | Route Map |   You can also send mail to him at his first mail stop in Panama 
                by writing to: Clark Munro, Barque Picton Castle, c/o Panama Agencies 
                Co. Inc., PO Box 0843-00948, Balboa, Ancon, Republic of Panama. 
                Hold for arrival of Barque Picton Castle on or about May 28, 2010.
 Letters are always appreciated, and future addresses for mail 
                will be posted on the Picton Castle website: https://www.picton-castle.com/
 
 Paul Paul Butler was a contributing editor to the old SBJ and a pro 
                boatbuilder for over 30 years. His own website with his most popular 
                small boat plans is: www.butlerprojects.com   ***** 
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