Underwater Archaeology Lecture

For those of you who attended the lecture this week, we apologize for the technical difficulties. For those of you who missed it, we couldn’t get our projector working (in all honesty, it’s a technological dinosaur and is ready to be retired).

Michelle Creisher, our speaker, did an amazing job of winging it. It was still just as riveting to hear her talk about the history of the field, as well as her own work. We were all impressed with her daring choice to eat a 1300 year old olive.

Lucky for us, Michelle gave us her presentation to post here so you can see all of her lovely slides! The slides showing her doctoral work aren’t included since the work hasn’t been published yet. But you can enjoy the rest of her whirlwind tour of underwater archaeology.

Apprenticeshop

THE APPRENTICESHOP IS AN EDUCATIONAL NONPROFIT ORGANIZATION LOCATED ON PENOBSCOT BAY IN MIDCOAST MAINE.
DEDICATED TO INSPIRING PERSONAL GROWTH THROUGH
CRAFTSMANSHIP, COMMUNITY, AND TRADITIONS OF THE SEA.

Meet Bill and Jose

Bill Chen

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Where are you from?

I am Chinese but I was born in the Philippines, went to school in the U.S., worked in Cincinnati and San Diego for 30+ years, and then I retired in Portland, ME. 

What brought you to the Apprenticeshop?

It was almost an accident. My wife and I come up here a few times a year. Last year, we came up and stayed at 250 Main Hotel. We got chatting with the manager - asked her where to go to breakfast and she suggested Home Kitchen. We asked about places to visit and she said there was a place across from Home Kitchen called The Apprenticeshop. We got a tour and I met Bella and Kevin. I was struck by two things; at the Shop, everything we build doesn't have straight lines. At home, I had only built things with straight lines. I thought it would push me out of my envelope to build a curvy object. I was also impressed with the community learning. There is a loose camaraderie, which is fascinating as a teacher; it's good to get that perspective. Plus my wife wanted a rowboat. So I signed up.

What were you doing before you came here?

I have been retired primarily, though I still teach engineering and sustainability courses at USM. I taught engineering at SMCC. Then I was a consulting engineer for 30 some odd years before working on the Predator drone.

What do you like best about the Shop so far?

The work is physically and mentally challenging for me. You constantly have to think about things you're not used to doing. You make mistakes and then learn how to recover from them. Rockland and Camden are also beautiful - the whole package is great!

What has been most difficult for you in your first few weeks here?

Mage. I get tired easily and I forget. It's also hard to hear. I wish I had more energy.

If you could have any shop superpower, what would it be?

As you're building, lots of things aren't visible to you, so x-ray vision.

 

Jose Cherem

Where are you from?

Mexico City, Mexico

What brought you to the Apprenticeshop?

The desire to learn how to build boats and love of the sea.

What were you doing before you came here?

I was doing a Masters in Architecture.

What do you like best about the Shop so far?

The people. They have a very tight community. Everyone is willing to help each other and teach each other new things.

What has been most difficult for you in your first few weeks here?

Getting used to the rhythm of work and working with my body for extended periods of time. My body's aching all the time!

If you could have any shop superpower, what would it be?

An index finger that could fasten things like a drill - an index finger drill. Or, mind clamps, so I could clamp things just by thinking about it. Or epoxy saliva.

Apprenticeshop

THE APPRENTICESHOP IS AN EDUCATIONAL NONPROFIT ORGANIZATION LOCATED ON PENOBSCOT BAY IN MIDCOAST MAINE.
DEDICATED TO INSPIRING PERSONAL GROWTH THROUGH
CRAFTSMANSHIP, COMMUNITY, AND TRADITIONS OF THE SEA.

Rowing Regatta

This past Saturday, a group of intrepid rowers took our very own Cornish Pilot Gig, Spirit, to race in Come Boating!'s 18th Annual Regatta. The group consisted of Susan, a 12-week participant and longtime supporter of the Shop, apprentices Maria, Sheamus, and Eli, Janet, Susan's friend who has been a competitive rower in the past and came out of rowing retirement for this event, Taylor, a friend and supporter of the Apprenticeshop, and Nicole, who rows with Come Boating! in Belfast and was recruited at the last minute.

The regatta started at noon and ranged over a 4.2 nautical mile race course. There were a total of 9 gigs and 8 smaller boats participating, including an outrigger canoe. The day started off calm and cloudy, but as the start got closer, the wind picked up dramatically, creating a lot of chop. Still, despite the weather conditions, this neophyte team was rowing at a fast clip - around 28 strokes per minute for a total of 64 minutes.

The race was not altogether without drama. As the crew was going around the second turn in the course, they were abruptly hit by another boat (which subsequently apologized). They also broke one thole pin during the race that proceeded to get stuck in the hole. And veteran rower Janet got terrible muscle cramps. In spite of all these challenges, the team finished strong in 4th place in their division.

Apprenticeshop

THE APPRENTICESHOP IS AN EDUCATIONAL NONPROFIT ORGANIZATION LOCATED ON PENOBSCOT BAY IN MIDCOAST MAINE.
DEDICATED TO INSPIRING PERSONAL GROWTH THROUGH
CRAFTSMANSHIP, COMMUNITY, AND TRADITIONS OF THE SEA.

Expedition

By Rachel Bauer

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Coming to Maine from a landlocked state and choosing to study traditional boatbuilding and seamanship has proven to be a struggle. Previously, the closest I had ever lived to the ocean was about a 12-hour drive to the west. Much like the other apprentices who have come here from all walks of life, I was excited to experience the expedition. 11 people, 7 days, 2 boats; I had no idea what to expect. The feeling of sailing away from the harbor and into the cloudy, distant unknown didn’t hit me until we passed the breakwater. We were in two sailboats, known as The Twins, which were hand-built by previous apprentices at the Apprenticeshop. Until that moment, I had felt like a fraud, merely pretending to build boats and sail in Maine. 

I’ll never fully know what Terry, our instructor, was saying in the beginning. I was so caught up in my own brain, I quit paying attention to him long before I walked up to the bow and got out my journal (sorry Terry). I needed to have a moment. I like being alone and alone is not a thing on boats. The sound of the water beating against the bottom of the sailboat was methodic, and coupled with the wind whistling past my face, almost loud enough to drown out the sound of voices behind me. I closed my eyes and felt the sway. I Imagined I was floating. The cold air and rain was somehow oddly inviting. The ocean has a calm to it’s chaos that I loved right away. The feel was similar to the mountains that I’m used to in Montana. It was the first time I felt at
home in Rockland.

By the time we reached McGlathery Island my mind was in pain from all of the information I was trying to hold on to. I was taught how ships are rigged, how to tie a bowline, how to tie a clove hitch, how to set up a land anchor, the purpose of a daggerboard, what a mizzen sail is, the process of putting up and taking down the fore and main sails, how to coil the halliard, how to place the snotter properly on the sprit, how to take a piss off of the bow successfully while underway, and how to navigate with a map and compass. I learned the ghost story about fiddlers monument and that seals sleep in the water with just their heads poked out, noses pointed to the sky. I learned a lot of things about birds I’ll probably never be able to repeat. I learned about more categories of things I didn’t know existed. I learned that I knew less than nothing about this world of sailing. The whole first day of the expedition was a blur of relaxing frustration. 

The sun was setting behind our ships and all of us were scattered around the boat, stretching out our legs. A few stayed back to cook dinner. I found a rock to sit on and just watched everything around me until it was nearly dark and the food was ready. The Island itself was so beautiful and serene that I forgot why my brain hurt until the next morning when I wished I would have
remembered what I had allowed myself to forget.

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I wasn’t particularly fond of that first night. I had only just begun to learn how to be on the boat. I had yet to do a depth sounding and set the anchor. We hadn’t set up our tarps to keep the rain out while we slept. I was so furious at how pitch black it was that it was comical. At least to me. I didn’t even know what a plummet was, or that a fathom was 6 feet. When I hear the word "cleat", I think of soccer or football. I had no idea what the difference was between a dock line and any other rope. Everyone might as well have been yelling German at me in the darkness trying to point things out. When it came time to run lines under the boat, I was convinced for a short moment that somebody actually had to get in the water to do it. By the time I actually got to lay down for the night, I was pretty impressed that no one had killed me, and that I had killed no one. 

The rest of the trip was an absolutely frustrating and testing and astounding experience. But it was done with some really amazing people who knew what they were doing and had a lot of patience. It was filled with sunshine and rain, mountain hikes and forest walks, reading out loud, or singing songs to pass the time. We were ravaged by mosquitos. We shit in a bucket and off the side of the boat. There was Kaiser, the Island dog, that only wanted to play tug of war, and the lone rooster on Greens that did not like intruders. We ate wonderful food and took turns cooking it. We shared coffee and chocolate and swapped stories and told jokes. We met Lance Lee and saw porpoises, seals and jellyfish. Every day there was more to learn about everything. We did and experienced so many things that’s it’s hard to explain exactly how everything was, or felt. I’m not even sure I’ve processed the whole thing just yet. But to me, that means I did something good for my soul.

It was definitely an experience I’ll hold dear to my heart for the rest of my life. One thing I do know, is that I’m incredibly grateful to have been given this opportunity and I’m looking forward to the next adventures with this crazy, amazing crew and their laid back, figure-it-out attitudes.

Apprenticeshop

THE APPRENTICESHOP IS AN EDUCATIONAL NONPROFIT ORGANIZATION LOCATED ON PENOBSCOT BAY IN MIDCOAST MAINE.
DEDICATED TO INSPIRING PERSONAL GROWTH THROUGH
CRAFTSMANSHIP, COMMUNITY, AND TRADITIONS OF THE SEA.