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Originally Posted by delaunhe
I seen on TV several years ago where you could pay X amount of dollars to become part of a crew on a antique sailboat
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Not sure this will help with your quest, but I suspect what you may have seen on TV is a BBC series called “The Ship”. It’s a documentary about the adventures of a contemporary amateur crew sailing on a replica of the square-rigger
Endeavour,
Captain Cook’s famous ship. I remember seeing it either in late 2001, or maybe 2002. There was a dramatic episode where the crew was told of the 9/11 attacks. They were portrayed sitting on the
deck making anguished
satellite phone calls to their families. The
boat is owned by the Australian Maritime Museum and is presently circumnavigating
Australia.
If this sort of thing interests you, in the book “Blue Latitudes”, Tony Horwitz traces the adventures of
Captain Cook on his voyages around the world. An early section in the book describes Tony’s experience of sailing on this very
Endeavour replica as a
deckhand. Pretty
funny stuff…
“A deep apathy about personal hygiene had also set in. At one point I caught my reflection while polishing brass: three days’ scruff on my cheeks, lank hair, red eyes, tar-speckled chin. I looked like a street person, and behaved like one, too. Discovering a Vegemite-smeared crust in my pocket, stashed the day before while dashing from the
galley to the
deck, I bolted it without shame. During a rare slack moment between watches, I wrapped a rank shirt around my
head and sprawled on the nearest patch of deck. At night it was all I could do to peel off two layers of socks.”
….
“At breakfast, half the members of mainmast stared greenly into their swaying porridge. The rest of us bantered with the obnoxious merriment of the spared. “Eat up,” Chris said to one of the stricken. “It’ll give you something to do back on deck. Two-six heave.” Todd pitched in with tales of epic vomiting from voyages past. “Someone spewed while aloft and the
wind was blowing so hard it went horizontally,” he said. Another sailor, dangling from the topmost yard, daintily puked in her hat rather than
shower those below. “Unfortunately, she dropped her hat on the way down.”