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Cruise diaryThursday 24th July 2003 |
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Dave writes..."Morning all. We have been dredging all through the night shift. We will not however know the result until 9:15. We are not even entirely sure that we scraped the sea floor because the tension reading didnt exceed ~5.2 tonnes of stress. I was a bit late for duty today as I slept through my alarm. I had to be woken by Tina. Even then it was a struggle getting out of bed.
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Tina writes..."Another day, another dredge (as Rex puts it). Or almost not a day, for Dave. I had to call him to get him to wake up, poor thing. Its never a popular job waking someone up at 4:20am. We spent the entire morning shift (the dog watch, havent seen the dog yet) on the dredge. This mornings efforts were very successful (this provides a big boost to morale), with an enormous piece of pillow lava rock, and about five other types of basalt. Dredging is very patient work, looking for snags on the cable that might indicate where the dredge is picking up pieces from the ocean floor. Im feeling a little under the weather today - all the disrupted sleep is taking a toll. Luckily everyones in the same boat (literally) and they are all very supportive when anyone feels tired or ill. Many of the team have done previous cruises so they know the best way to get through the work each day. I have found the best thing is to do as Im told and then sleep when Im done! All the emails from people at home (special hellos to Frederique & Nicola) help make things easier. I think you do spend time planning what youll do when you get home, and appreciating all the ordinary stuff like being able to go to see a friend, or take a walk, or cook a meal in your own kitchen. The hardest part of the day (for me) is getting up at 3am and making my way down the bunk bed steps without knocking my head on the bathroom cabinet opposite. The best part of the day is after the 4-8pm shift, when I can have a little social time with the rest of the team, watch a film or just chat about the day. At the moment we are on the second watch of the day (after the chef made us scones with jam and cream, bless him), and we are travelling to the target point for the dredge. We reel out about 3000m of cable, then gradually (using the ping echo sounder strapped 150m above the dredge itself) edge our way to the site we want to sample. This requires a patient man, and Rex (even though he was almost flipped out of his bunk last night and went into freefall as the ship rolled back and forth) is a perfectionist.
We also got to haul the dredge in this time (a large bin-full of wonderful rocks). There were waves breaking over the stern of the ship, with the dark Indian Ocean just visible in the lights of the upper gantry of the A-frame. The dredge came down smoothly on the winch from the frame, and we took a large black bin to empty out the rocks. The 3T weak-link had broken on the chain (the weak link is there to prevent the ship from being dragged back by the dredge if it gets caught to something on the sea floor). There was a variety of fresh basalt, glass and some altered, older rock with a little sedimentation.
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