While the normal relief master had to go home for a family emergency this hitch, my new watch partner moved to the day watch and assumed his duties as relief master slightly ahead of schedule, and I stayed on nights with a temporary captain sent over from another boat in the division. Being unfamiliar with the boat he has pretty much kept an eye on me and but let me run the boat. I got to have some fun today and spent a while driving around.
I docked at the north end of Bariod on the bayou where we took on base oil this morning and then it was off towards BHP at the back of the Halliburton slip. However there was a little miscommunication and I jumped the gun, a few boat lengths off of the Baroid dock they called saying they still had the paperwork I thought we had. So I hopped back in the aft station, slide the boat over to let someone behind us by and got back on the dock and pressed up. A few minutes later we had the golden ticket and we were off again.
Right as we made the turn up into the back end of the slip, the boat phone rang, it was the client telling us not to bother tying up. Just press up for a couple minutes as they were in the process of finding a spot for us to get fuel. No sooner had I started slowing down when they called back saying C-Port 2 Station 10, essentially the outside of the corner we had just gone past.
Back to the aft steering station I went and I hustled to get out of the way of the crewboat Bluewater Chief as well as the ECO 280′ Norbert Bouziga. They had just started pressing up as I was coming by and it was just the typical fourchon shuffle. In the pictures to follow you’ll see that to fit into the space we are now in, I had to back partway around the corner, then over rotate, slide sideways and ahead with my bow in (to clear the stern of a tied up supply boat) and then slide ahead about 50 feet to tuck my bow up in the corner. All in all just another day at work and honestly, a shit load of fun.
Looking down the Halliburton slip, also showing the aft end of the boat and C-Port 2 slips 9 and down.
Looking down at our bow, 45 feet to starboard is the Joshua Candies
Looking to starboard
My view at the aft station