Hannes

Schiff: Regina Maris
Datum: 01. April 2025
Position: Horta, Azoren
Geografische Position: 38°31.946‘N 028°37.494‘W
Etmal: 0 nm
Total: 10.966 nm

Am Morgen des 1. April (0:42) liegt die Regina Maris im Hafen von Horta auf den Azoren und ein paar wenige Leute sitzen noch im Messroom und schauen einen Film, schreiben Tagebuch oder kopieren eine Gans auf einen USB-Stick.

Jasper geht in den Maschinenraum, um den Generator auszuschalten. Kurze Zeit später hört man Getrampel und Jasper kommt durch die Galley in den Messroom. „An Deck sind Leute von der Johnny!“

Der gesamte Messroom springt auf und rennt nach draußen. Wir sehen eine Truppe (ungefähr 18) Jugendliche den Pier entlang rennen, aber nachdem wir das gesamte Schiff hell erleuchten, müssen wir erkennen, dass wir zu spät sind: An der Steuerbord-Flaggenleine (sie ist noch nicht wieder ganz fest) hängt eine Unterhose, die Backbord-Flaggenleine ist locker.

Soweit ist noch nichts angebrannt; es ist dunkel und die Unterhose ist schnell wieder unten. Doch dann erst bemerken wir, dass unsere Amsterdam-Flagge nicht mehr an ihrem Platz ist. Kurze Zeit später hören wir am Pier gegenüber Gejohle und sehen Schüler der Gulden Leeuw, die unsere Flagge triumphierend in die Luft halten.

Gegen 01:00 haben wir alle Lichter aus, aber sind bereit, einen Wasserschlauch zurechtgelegt und in der Steuerhütte ein Notfall-Prank-Team als Wache aufgestellt. Währenddessen steigen die Amsterdam-Flagge und sämtliche Flaggen der Johann Smidt auf der Gulden Leeuw nach oben.

Nach einer Besprechung schicken wir 20 Minuten später einen Spähtrupp los, ausgerüstet mit Fernglas, Lampe und Funkgerät.

Gegen 02:00 erwischt der Spähtrupp eine Truppe der Gulden Leeuw, die sie für Johnny-Schüler halten und gibt eine Warnung über Funk durch. Durch die gute Beobachtung bemerkt die Wache mit einer Verzögerung von maximal 30 Sekunden die neuen ungebetenen Gäste auf dem Hauptdeck.

Die Verteidigungsstrategie funktioniert; das lichtgeflutete Deck verjagt die Eindringlinge, der Wasserschlauch ist gar nicht nötig. Auf dem Rückzug wird ein Teil der Gulden-Leeuw-Leute durch den Spähtrupp gestellt. Nachdem der Spähtrupp auch noch den restlichen Teil des Überfallkommandos aufgestöbert hat, unterhalten wir uns eine halbe Stunde recht freundlich mit ihnen.

Ihr Plan war es, das Ocean-College-Banner, die Hollandflagge und auch noch die „Traditional Sailing Club“-Fahne zu holen. Nachdem sie unverrichteter Dinge wieder abgezogen sind, machen wir gegen 03:30 Wasserbomben mit Glitzer und den USB-Stick bereit und lassen eine minimale Wache mit Wassereimer, -schlauch und -bomben zurück.

Das Kommando Gans kommt an der Wache der Gulden Leeuw vorbei, indem sie so tun, als wären sie betrunkene Schüler der Johann Smidt auf dem Weg ins Bett.

Zwei Minuten und drei Klicks später ist auf dem Bordcomputer der Johann Smidt „DesktopGoose“ installiert, personalisiert mit lustigen Bildern von uns. Auf dem Rückweg wird mit Glitzerbomben das Deck der Gulden Leeuw verschönert. Unmittelbar danach trifft Verstärkung ein, um das Verteidigungssystem der Gulden Leeuw zu überwinden (zwei Wasserschläuche, zwei Hochdruckreiniger & ca. 35 Schüler).

Erfolgreich wird die Gangway gestürmt, ein Hochdruckreiniger erobert und der Weg zur Flaggenleine von im Weg stehenden Personen befreit.

Sämtliche Flaggen der Ocean-College-Flotte werden zurückerobert. Den Rest der Nacht passiert nichts.

Ship: Regina Maris
Date: 27th of February 2025
Position: North Atlantic Ocean
Geographical Position: 31°08.524’N 069°02.882’W
Etmal: 128 nm
Total: 8767 nm

In the night which was the beginning of yesterday one of the various low pressure areas of the Bermuda-Triangle caught up to us.

Perfectly on time (as always), Bravo 2 started their watch at 5pm. Everything was normal except the barometer until the sun went down into the ocean. We went about 6 knots on a NE course with about 700rpm of the engine, SW 5bft wind and three sails up (Fock, Schoner stormsail, Main stormsail).

Suddenly we heared a thunder behind us and instantly our first officer started the radar. There was a big yellow stripe on the screen eastward from us, about two to three nautical miles away. Everyone went out and watched the big black cloud behind us. Then the radar calculated the speed of the cloud and told us that we only had seven minutes left until the cloud moved right over us.

Everyone was sent inside, the Captain was woken up, all hatches and the watertight doors were closed and even the crew took lifejackets. The silence before the storm followed.

It started with a heavy rain lasting on for about ten minutes. While it was raining, the wind started to get stronger (7bft). After about another ten minutes the wind reached 8bft and turned this and that way.

Finally we were out after 20 minutes. We were happy!

But when we looked at our radar, it showed us the next big yellow stripe moving towards us and right behind it came the next one. In total, we survived about eight of this thunderclouds, from time to time we had 9-11bft and a record of 42 degrees heeling.

On top of everything, at some point, our GPS-compass started showing completely wrong values… But we still had left four other redundant GPS-sources and the two magnetic compasses.

The view from the messroom:

In the meantime every student was in the messroom, also some teachers and the cook. When no one was allowed to get out anymore, the teachers and the cook got ready for a difficult night in the messroom, the galley duty got the dinner ready.

Everyone was dealing somehow with the 42 degrees. Later on, groups gathered and started watching movies (luckily the iPads and Laptops) were in the messroom at lockdown.

When the weather got worse, Malte was just pressing his head against one of the aft bullseyes trying to see anything in the darkness, when we suddenly got 42 degrees and the starboard bullseyes were sub mare. The water crushed right in front of his head.

Finally, almost everything was locked in its place to not fly around and the messroom got calmer. At some point the electric grid collapsed because a wave found its way into the navigation screen. The emergency lighting flickered but then started working steadily and the laptops for the movies were fully charged so everything was fine.

While our crew did a brave work up at the bridge, we watched movies, ate dinner, supplied the crew with food and clothes and went to bed very late.

Anmerkungen:

Nuala: Liebe Tashi, ich wünsche Dir alles alles Liebe und Gute zum 18!!!! Ich denke ganz fest an Dich! Ich hoffe, Du hast mein Brief gelesen. Hoffe, Dein Tag war ganz toll!! Anfang März bekommen wir unser Handy. Hab‘ Dich soooooooooo dolle lieb, Deine Nuala❤️🫶🏼💍

Antonio: MUSTARD

Ship: Regina Maris
Date: 20.01.2025
Position: Coffeefarm Don Eli

Today we had two main events:

The wet milling of the Coffee

We went 20 meters up the hill to the wet milling machines.

How it works:

1. Put the coffee berries into one of two pools (you can sort two different types of coffee in the two pools, for example, red and yellow (sweeter) coffee).
2. Open the water tank. Water flows into the coffee pool, making the coffee berries float out of the pool through a pipe to the top of the washing „stairs.“
3. Start the converter, which enhances the power and voltage for the rest of the machines.
4. Start the sorting machinery.
5. Open the valve for the washing water.
6. Let the coffee berries run down the washing stairs to get clean.
7. Some people have to jump into the coffee pool to ensure all beans run through the hole to the stairs.
8. Start the lower pump, which pumps the washed coffee beans, including the water, to the sorting machinery.
9. The water is separated from the coffee beans and led back to the tank (see step 2). The machine for this step looks like a „Flotte Lotte“ — viele Grüße nach Hause an dieser Stelle!
10. The coffee berries are pushed into a funnel and fall down into the peeler.
11. Someone has to stand on the machine and watch the funnel to prevent overflow or stoppage of water flow.
12. The peeler removes the berries‘ shells.
13. „Cascara“ (the shell) and beans are sorted. The shell is sent through a pipe into one of Carlos’s four cars.
14. In the small truck, some people divide the coffee shells evenly across the entire back of the truck.
15. The beans are pushed into a rotating sorting drum. Beans fall through the drum while everything else (e.g., unpeeled berries or unsorted shells) passes through and falls into a bag. When full, the bag is emptied into the pool.
16. After passing the sorting drum, the beans fall into a big green tank. At the bottom of the tank, Timo releases the beans into baskets.
17. Many people carry the beans in baskets to the drying stations.
18. In the afternoon, Carlos brought the coffee shells with his truck to a compost pile, where we spread them flat on the ground to dry.

The Germany – Costa Rica Football Match

Carlos arranged a match for us with the young inhabitants of a nearby village.

We set up two teams with seven players each: one B-Team and one A-Team. The rest were either ready as substitutes or sat in the stands, watching, cheering, sleeping or playing Schafkopf.

The field was wet and muddy all over and it probably wasn’t the best idea to show up for the match in Crocs… So I took them off and played barefoot.

In the end, the A-Team lost 7:9, but the B-Team, despite scoring an own goal and losing one player, won 5:4.

Balthasar eventually turned the B-Team victory party into a mud war. 😃

When we returned to the coffee farm, dinner was ready perfectly on time.

Bemerkungen:

Hannes: Viele Grüße!

Ship: Regina Maris
Date: 19th of December 2024
Position: Atlantic Ocean
Geographical Position: 14°02‘188N 060°05‘090W
Etmal: 150nm
Total: 5142nm

„Let’s go and kill some teenagers!“ (Heine) – The Murder Game

About a week ago, Mathieu came up with the idea to start the murder game with the crew and teachers. The rules are simple:

• Everyone receives the name of another player from the gamemaster (who doesn’t participate in the game), along with two pieces of paper – one specifying an object and the other a location.

• To „kill“ your victim, you must give them the object at the specified location.

• If the victim takes the item from you, they are „dead“ and must give you their victim’s name, along with their assigned location and object.

• You win when you end up with your own name.

About four days ago, we started another round with Anneke as the gamemaster. The rules were almost the same, except this time, everyone on the ship is participating (except Anneke, of course, since she’s the gamemaster).

The possible locations for a „kill“ are:

• The poop deck
• The main deck
• The bow
• The messroom
• The hallway or cabins
• (Rumor: the mast—but probably not)

The possible weapons include:

• A pen
• A book
• Cards
• A rope
• Tape
• Crocs
• A tablet
• A bottle
• A speaker
• An MP3 player
• Any piece of clothing
• Bread
• Salt
• Pepper

Additionally, there are two joker objects that allow you to use any item of your choice.

By now, only a few people are left (including me) and we’ve witnessed some pretty funny and cleverly executed kills.

Kaspar „killed“ Talea:

During a meeting, Kaspar announced that someone had been writing gossip on the seasonings and that he wanted to talk to the involved afterwards.

After the meeting, he called Talea over and handed her the pepper on the main deck, showing her the „gossip“ written on it. In the next moment, she was dead.

Another „Kasparov Genius Kill“:

Kaspar had someone wake up Marie (the younger one) and tell her, „Come to Kaspar as fast as possible; it’s very important!“ Half-asleep and still in her pajamas, she stood before him, where he handed her a music box.

„It’s a surprise! Bring it to Kaja!“ … Dead.

Heine’s Kill That Took Serious Effort:

Heine woke up around 3:00 a.m., still in his underwear and a t-shirt, to give Antonio (who was deeply focused on steering) a pen on the poop deck.

With the words, „Antonius, ist das dein Stift?“ Heine successfully „killed“ him.

The Death of Heine (who won the crew & teachers round by eliminating everyone):

Benjamin, who had already „killed“ five people, was tasked with „killing“ Heine. By chance, Benjamin spotted Heine through his cabin hatch and asked him to take a look at his „broken“ music box. Benjamin grabbed the first box he could find, brought it to Heine’s cabin and said, „Haha, tot!“

This was very lucky for Benjamin, as it’s usually hard to find the captain in a hallway or cabin (the location specified on the paper).

To Fulfill the Title:

During a pathway presentation, our loudest crew members – along with Niklas, the loudest man on board – suddenly stuck their heads through the hatches of the messroom and shouted, „Land in Sicht!“ at a volume that shocked us all.

Sorry, my English isn’t perfect—it’s not the „yellow from the egg,“ but I’m trying to show it from the „chocolate side!“

The chocolate side of Hannes’ English was brought to you by Milka!

Anmerkungen:

Hannes: Viele Grüße an Herrn Dahms; wir dürfen übrigens kein Internet zum Übersetzen benutzen… Auch noch Grüße an meine Klasse! Voe bo fvdi, ejf jis ebt mftfo lpfoou! Und meine Familie. Und alle die sich noch vergessen fühlen 😊. Ich lebe übrigens noch 👍