One Ocean, Blog
Around the Americas Ship's Log
Muktuk in Tuktoyaktuk
I was first introduced to the concept of whale hunting in Nome, Alaska. The dock where One Ocean was tied up also served as a popular fishing spot for local kids. On a hot summer day, I found myself chatting with one of them who hadn’t had any luck fishing that day—I wanna say his name was Billy
Night docking in Guysborough, Nova Scotia
The wind had been rising all night. I lay in my bunk, listening to the familiar hum of One Ocean’s hull slicing through the waves, but I couldn’t sleep. It was still two hours before my watch, yet the pitch of the wind told me conditions were changing. We’d been short-handed the night before, a
Live Classroom in Laurentian Channel
One Ocean has been banging through choppy seas for more than 24 hours. The wind has calmed, but the water—stirred up by days of windstorms—remains restless, confused, and hard on the crew. Some have been seasick, all of us uncomfortable. Now, with the first light of morning, the sea is finally