Maine Maritime Academy - Tricks End Yearbook (Castine, ME)

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BALBUA, PANAMA ' 1 7-. :yf ' .1 ff? 1 ,-J' 1 f s- V f - 'i ff E What do you do in a passing situation? I realize you're all friends, but that's no way to fall in for mus- ter- Rowe, Ander, Sullivan, Osler, Bulmer, Perrault, Robin- son, Martin, Atwood, Magidson We'fe iust going in for directions - Peterson ,ik O. K. Larry, Let's see how much we can get for our American cigarettes - Carbonneau, Jagger 1 don't know what I ordered, but is isn't ginger ale - Thibeau, Standley, Stone, Getz Nope, you're too small for the Merchant Marine - Somer- ville, Mitchell

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E SEE THE EA TH T STOBEO RLIVES... Our delay in Baltimore resulted in the disheartening cancellation of our next scheduled port, jamaica. We headed straight for the Panama Canal and our first foreign port, arriving there several days later. As we began our transit of the Canal, we were amazed at the new life we were experiencing and the greatness of everything in view, from the historic Panama Canal to the Great Oceanf the Pacific. The Canal, incidentally, saves shipping about 7,000 miles of travel and brought to mind the immense complex of the industry of which we will someday be a part. Our thoughts were suddenly interrupted with a pipe to muster and we completed the afternoon with the usual and sometimes monotonous cleaning stations, both above and below decks, but always keeping one eye bulging out an open porthole for fear we might miss something. Transit took eight hours and we were later able to witness the seemingly complex operations of the locks and the mechanical donkeys assisting passage. After the routine half mile of bow lines, stern lines, and spring lines were secured, we commenced liberty in Panama and, needless to say, it was unreal. We bought everything in sight, from ridiculous souvenirs to worthwhile, low-priced clothing and jewelry. Time was our major restriction but we utilized it wisely, taking in all we could until our last final seconds of the gangway run. At night we melted into the life of the city, learning at a people-to-people level, extending U.S. good will, and finding out things not written in books. We arrived at an active time of year and were able to attend exhibitions of local talent. x Rf .l .. 4,-' ' .. 5 N ,, . , -'I ' 'Q 1 .' ..... , . f it-SN ' .., ' Meg ,?,,,,,,:s.3:. f,,.afg5.,,, 1- . . .1rwA3.sw,.,.,-,,w11-,- - ,ies V5 ,, V' 1 +R.-me ' 'sa ' A a :Q Q N- ' 'ifrfgfgklkwfav vu., '. .isa : - Sg5:j: 3g3:as-ig ' ,, - ,.,., .rv ' 1' t l still donit see why they call them mules - Peterson Higgins, Soper - Hey!! Open the gate! - Panama Canal Don't look now but a car's coming - 0'Connor, Oliver 100

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SAN DIEGO CSAN FRANC SCOQJ After two memorable evenings in Panama and Balboa, we headed north for the U.S. Navy's Pacific home port, San Diego. Our stay was pleasant and relatively uneventful except for our trips to off limit wild Tijuana, Mexico and the local Balboa Zoo. Renting a Vespa was the thing to do and really facilitated taking in the high spots around the spread-out city of Diego.v Twelve hours after the band played, and, on our way to San Francisco, disaster struck. A weak point in one of our main steam line flanges gave way and totally disabled our vessel. We had to be towed back to San Diego. Repairing the steam lines and also all the electrical equipment, which had been shorted out from the saturated steam, was to become invaluable experience for what we were training for and was ac- cepted by all, willingly. San Diego was now a working port and liberty was a little harder to come by. After a tiring day in the engine room, those who still possessed enough energy to do so, went on liberty and continued to return to the ship with such items as bull's horns, Mexican hats, and leather goods, all acquired across the border. The most mem- orable time acquired during our stay in San Diego was a toss-up between the unforgettable trips to the famous Disneyland and the more numerous trips downtown during Happy-Hour. All in all, our first and only port on the west coast of the United States was one which none of us will ever forget. 1 X if V Y I dont think they like us. We arrive and they leave. Hey, Senor, Tiiuana, she is nice city, isn Somerville Mitchell R. 102