January 30, 1941 – Thursday

Finally getting a little warmer. Dogged watches and changed clocks back one hour. As I started from Cape Town on 12-4 I have twelve and a half hours of watch today.

Finally got my Bangkok and Angkor pictures straightened out and they are a great success.

Sea moderating and all signs point to the vic on watch tonight. Tomorrow I begin work on my article.

March 20, 1941 – Thursday

Came plowing through the mud bank into Georgetown late this afternoon. Officials stuffy because Jop and Doc had taken pictures of our unusual entrance and of a couple of boats we passed. All our cameras were taken into custody and no visitors allowed aboard.

Docked and went to Tower Hotel for drinks and to read mail. Gil, Clint, Oakes, and I went to London Theatre, mistaking it for the Empire, and found our error just in time. A fast four block run brought us to “The Great Dictator.” After show Gil, Doc, and I went to BelAir for drinks and eats. Decided to go inland by air.

April 26, 1941 – Saturday

Up at four this morning after a terribly short sleep – insomnia again. It was mighty cold and my hands were numb after scrubbing decks. Saw Eastern Point and fooled around Massachusetts Bay until eight when we headed in for Boston. Passed right up to Charles River seeing the sights – all sorts of boats, naval vessels, interned ships, etc. Very exciting and interesting. Saw the building where Dad’s office is.

Mighty cold, overcast, and bumpy. Made out my customs declaration this PM. Tacked up to Lynn and then to Marblehead where we doused sail and anchored off Yacht Club. I hope we don’t sail until seven tomorrow.

We are only about ten miles from Gloucester.

April 25, 1941 – Friday

Came into New Bedford harbor today and fooled around. Tried to get Loring’s hat which blew overboard, but it drifted into water too shallow. Came across to Nanshow.

Through Cape Cod Canal from 5-7. Oakes’ wife, mother, and kid were onshore with Doc’s brother, Oscar. They kept moving down from vantage point to vantage point. As we entered Oscar came out and gave Doc his pictures and a couple of newspapers. Dogged watches and am now on 4-8.

April 24, 1941 – Thursday

Rain and cold at breakfast time, but by ten it was good enough to work. We put a new link in the bobstay, painted, scrubbed, took off baggywrinkles, caulked.Left Block Island about 4:30 with a SW breeze which is backing. Got oil this morning, also – 300 gals. Day semi-clear and crisp.

Only three more nights. Last night I had a wonderful snooze.

April 21, 1941 – Monday

Jop got merry hell from Skipper last night about sleeping, sitting down all the job – “You’re a god-damned chicken.”

Last night was comparatively warm and we made good time under four lowers. Today we almost set storm trisail, but the wind hauled and slackened just enough.

However, the main was doused and the peak halyard repaired. A 7000 ton American tanker crossed our bow half mile away this morning, heading for the Chesapeake. Waves continually broke over us today and it was just like having icicles come hurtling at you.

We are now out of the Gulf Stream and the air has a nip, a cold snap is to be expected. At noon we were about 200 miles south of Montauk Point with a NW x W course and a westerly breeze. The seas calmed down in the afternoon and for about two hours we had no wind at all.

April 20, 1941 – Sunday

Last night Gil and I ale-pantsed Kirby after a little struggle. He got rather sore and started a row afterwards, but it didn’t last long. We have good winds and not too rough sea. As we are on the port tack the water is cascading into my bunk, but a week from today and it will all be over.

Passed into the Gulf Stream sometime last night and this morning we saw a high American passenger ship hull down in the fog – looking like a ghost ship.

April 19, 1941 – Saturday

Skipper took Gil’s place last nite and Jop pulled the boner of going to sleep and then protesting that he didn’t. Heavy fog last night from eleven on.

Wire brushed and painted anchor this morning and then slept three hours this afternoon. At seven PM we had 673,200 seconds to go as compared with 47,347,200 on Oct 29, 1939.