Editor’s note: Life is different for many yacht crew since the COVID-19 pandemic began to affect the industry in March. Engr. Pearson Adams now works to maintain the yacht with fewer crew members, yacht parts shortages, and service challenges. With nearly 14 years in the industry, he has weathered changes. During the 2008 economic recession, “it was a triumph for crew able to stay in the industry.” Now COVID-19 is another topic for the dock talk, he said. With so many parts on backorder, some projects are delayed and the burden on crew and contractors is different than in 2008.
But Adams aims to keep a smile. Here are several reports from his engine room onboard the yacht at Lauderdale Marine Center in Fort Lauderdale.
By Engr. Pearson Adams
March 20 at 10:03 a.m. Engineer’s log
Day 24 of isolation.
Food, water, and toilet paper inventory are still in good shape.
Little to no crew on board. Still hearing noises. Could be a ghost.
I met a girl on board today who said she was the stew. She seems nice. Hope to see her again.
Made a new friend. He hangs out in the control room on my workbench. Told me he was in a movie once. Weird hair but his name is Wilson. Doesn’t do much, just sits there. Seems a little new to yachting. Also told me we met in 2008 on a yacht and took a picture together.
March 24: Engineer’s log
Day five of isolation on board.
The most exciting thing this week is power going out at 4 a.m. I got to start the generator.
Probably going to order some paint for touch-ups in the engine room. Following all safety protocols with a paint suit and respirator, my appearance will portray anti-coronavirus protection or an episode of Breaking Bad. Looking forward to the odd looks.
March 28: Engineer’s log
Saturday night quarantine rager.
Started trying to find the party last night. Bar hopped to the galley. No checkpoints on port or starboard side.
Munchies set in. Bar hopped back to the galley for food.
Crew mess party was pretty dead last night. No bouncers toward the engine room, got in just fine. A little boring down there with no views. Went to the fly bridge. Good music up there, but no one was there either.
Tried swiping on Tinder for the ladies. Seems everyone is in quarantine. Guess the pickup line “coronavirus and chill” is a turn-off. With no luck on finding a decent party, I called it a night.
Thoughts from Engineer’s log