National Geographic : 1949 Jan
The National Geographic Magazine lanli- Issanas Pitcairn Island \ / Raivavae ./ . ,/ . - Rio de Janeiro ,,, vavae' ^ o. i --. i " o ooo aooo Rapa " Easter Island /STATUTE MILESONTHEEQUATOR Drawn by II. E. Easltvood Yankee Charts Her Route, Not to Save Time, but to Visit the World's Romantic Places At Honolulu the brigantine anchored half a globe away from Brixham, England, where she was outfitted. Bound from Gloucester to Gloucester, her skipper expects to circle the world in 18 months-from November 2, 1947, to May 1, 1949. Capt. Irving Johnson takes pride in finishing his voyages right on time. the Marines, as lamp trimmer. Mrs. Johnson was chaperon. Did any old-time windjammer ever have one? Yankee's experience convinced us that sails women are an asset on long cruises. They make a ship homelike, prevent barrack-style conversation, please the eye and the camera. World Trip Starts; Crew Gets Seasick Shoving-off day, Sunday, November 2, 1947, was perfect. A mob of friends at Gloucester pier gave us a rousing farewell. We were Gloucester-bound the hard way-18 months around the world. Though we never expect any mercy from a November sailing, Yankee got off easy. For three days there was no call for all hands. South of Nantucket Shoals Lightship a lively breeze quickly sorted out those who were going to get seasick. Old salts aboard had a good laugh until Donald Crawford rushed to the rail. We couldn't spare him; Don was the ship's cook (page 39). Mrs. Johnson took over the galley. Our crew of green hands, bundled in winter sailing clothes, scarcely knew one another's names. In Gloucester they had taken one dizzy look at the cloud-scraping rigging and vowed, "Boy, you'll never catch me up there!" Soon they were working beside the mates, setting topgallant, fore-topsail, the big square fore sail, the main topsail, and loving the thrill of it. They learned to hang on and brace themselves against the roll of the ship; they remembered where to find the lines; they gained a sailor's vocabulary. Our crew drove Yankee to Haiti, 1,500 miles from Gloucester, in 10 days. Pretty good for landlubbers! In Cap Haitien they had their first taste of a foreign port. By donkeyback they visited the mountaintop Citadel of Henry Christophe, Haiti's Negro Napoleon.* Mast Snaps; All Hands Toil in Darkness A fair breeze saw us through the Windward Passage. Then one night a sudden squall snapped the fore-topmast. All hands were called on deck. In inky darkness they heard the shattered spar and 33-foot topgallant yard slatting around half * See, in the NATIONAL GEO;RAPIIC MA(;AZINE: "Bare Feet and Burros of Haiti," by Oliver P. New man, September, 1944; and "Haitian Vignettes," by Capt. John Houston Craige, October, 1934.