Today we installed the new company ISM program on the ships computer. To say it is a bit of a departure from the previous version, well that, that would be accurate and then some. A multitude of forms that once took up several clipboards on the counter now all reside in a purely electronic form on the ships computer. No more signing JSEA’s, Pre Jobs, the watch sign in, it’s all on the computer . What this means is each crew member has to type in a personal password to “sign” anything on the computer. When you have a bunch of people signing in and out it can cause some traffic, such is the price of progress. I’m just glad to not have to worry about ordering so much paper and toner. These aren’t the only changes to the ISM, but I digress.
Dealing with the ISM today got me thinking about how again I am approaching a large period of change in my life. The looming test date for my upgrade to 1600 ton master, which depending how the tides take me could be the last major testing of my career, and the possible promotion it could entail. Another big hurdle cleared before I’ve even been on this earth for a quarter century.
I’m looking at houses, a sense of permanency that I haven’t had since high school. Does my rambling sailor soul fit that a little, eh in my dreams. I might be a little scared, however I am also excited to have a home base with the therapist.
Things change on the bayou, at a very rapid pace I might add. Harvey Gulf now has a fleet that is built of several others. It isn’t hard to get three different types of Harvey OSV’s in one shot as seen below.
They are even players in the crew boat game these days. Many wondered if their purchase of the majority of G.O.L.’s equipment would include the 100 ton boats. From what has been said and can be seen if the vessel is DP-2 it’s now Harvey blue.
Above is the Harvey Sailor, ex Blue Water Chief. Below is the Harvey Clipper, I’m not sure of her former name. The repainting of course included the bigger supply boats like the Gulf Tiger also below.
No matter of the color of the paint, the diesels still hum and everyone bitches about the money. So some things really never change. We still have our drills, load our cargo, and keep putting water under the keel and through the wheel. As I write this I am reminded of the ending to Master and Commander. It ends much as it began, with a ship beating to quarters. Same ship, same crew, different ocean, and a different wake behind them. Things might change around us, our job might change, but we don’t.
What definitely doesn’t change is how funny some people think blowing down a cement hose is before you’ve moved the boat away. Always a comedian out here. Either that or a village idiot, haven’t decided which.