One year ago today, Alex Rivard, Class of 2008, wrote one of the best and funniest posts on The Tabor Boy Project entitled Good times, good times. No matter what era you sailed on the schooner, I guarantee that you'll find a lot familiar. It's comforting to know that the ship and experience stand the test of time. If you haven't read it before, go now. And that's an order! ;-) SMILE
It all start after attending a Headmaster's Council meeting at Tabor Academy on April 14, 2007. I have always felt incredibly fortunate to have had the opportunity to go to Tabor but that day really brought it home for me. While It is great to catch up with a few of the Council members that I went to school with… Continue
It had been a few days since I logged in at The Tabor Boy Project and today I was thrilled to see that we passed the 100 member waypoint on April 1st when Emerald Epke joined. Ironically, Emerald works with Bob Glover ('78) and me over at Northeast Maritime Institute and we've been trying to get her to join for months. Looks like she was just waiting for a shot at that roundest of… Continue
Built near Amsterdam in 1914 as a Dutch North Sea pilot schooner, the Sailing School Vessel (SSV) Tabor Boy originally carried the name Pilot Schooner #2 and was engaged in that service until 1929. Renamed Bestevaer, she then sailed as a school ship for the Dutch merchant marine until her capture during the German occupation of the Netherlands in World War II.
Bestevaer was returned to Holland after the war and sold to businessman Ralph C. Allen in 1952. Mr. Allen had the vessel… Continue
Added by James Hutton on March 8, 2008 at 10:23am —
“You dirt ball, get your hands out of your pockets and help your ship mate out over there. You’re about as useful as teats on a bull!” Those were the first words that cap spoke directly to me as a freshman during my first day aboard the TABOR BOY. Those were ego shattering words spoken from an adult to a young boy of 15. While helping my new shipmates hauling in the mighty outer jib on a blustery fall day, all I could think of was, “oh crap, I guess I better find another fall sport because…
In August, 2007, I was in Marion to picking up a boat that I was chartering for the week for my family. I had some time on my hands and I was told that Tabor Boy was still in Fairhaven for repairs. I needed to go to New Bedford anyway, and thought I would take the opportunity to…
Yes, you read that right and being of Scottish decent, I do have a family tartan and do wear my kilt on occasion, I was intrigued that a world class university in Scotland had done a study on Sail Training, so I could not wait to read it.
I hope that this message finds you full of turkey but otherwise well.
It's great to start the holiday season with a day where we can take a moment to be grateful for the many things that have contributed to our lives. If you are like me, the experience of sailing Tabor Boy is one of those things that you will be forever thankful. The older I get, the more I appreciate those years at sea under sail… Continue
Last Sunday, my former shipmate Jamie Hutton XO '79 (who grew up to be a NOAA engineer) gave my son Luke and I a tour of NOAA Ship Henry B. Bigelow while she was dockside at the Naval Station Newport. Here's a slideshow of a few photos that I took which you can also view in more detail with Jamie's comments on Flickr.com. Hopefully Jamie will also add a few comments to this post…
If you happen to be flying through Providence Green Airport, take a walk down just beyond Gate 7 to the Block Island Pub and take a look at their poster in front and at cover of their menu. There is a beautiful shot of the TABOR BOY with sails set.
photo l to r: Jamie Hutton (XO '79), me (XO '77), Chris Henry (XO '08) and Bob Glover (Navigator '78)
Thanks to the wonderful hospitality of Becky and Bob Glover, several former Tabor Boy shipmates had the chance to get together for a great dinner and meet the current XO, Chris Henry. The food was amazing and the discussion was very interesting although us "old timers" probably told a few too many… Continue
The schooner went through our underway drills under USCG Chief Jim Hindes today from 1300-1545. I am happier than you can imagine to report that the crew passed with flying colors–notwithstanding that the crew is ten months out of practice. As a result of today's drills, the schooner has regained her Certificate of Inspection after a long, long, long refit process. We're back in business!
For those of you who thought my story of the turtle was a one time event, well NOT SO FAST, Jamie H and I picked this story up over the weekend.
It seams a certain New York City artist has taken it upon himself to build another replica of the Revolutionary War TURTLE submarine and this time tried to DRIFT his way down a famous NYC river only to end up surrounded by the ever vigilant NYC Marine Police who were not to keen on this lool-a-like home made floating drifting bomb…
S.S.V. TABOR BOY
David T. Johannesen
Class of 1964
Hear the eight delicate bells of midnight
Sounding the commander’s watchful zeal;
The shallow hills of Falmouth shed their light,
Gray smiles across a starboard reach: ideal
Union of wind and tide, love’s surety
Leans the blissful hull into nourishment;
Mizzen and main point with alacrity
As fore jib snaps in surprised bereavement.
Eight bells again, now harsh in midday… Continue
We were in Tarpaulin cove on a fall work weekend, and Alfie Fuller and I were over the side in the long boat putting the finishing touches on a full hull repaint in that nice Pettit Gloss Black. Of course we were the two most geeky guys aboard, but that word hadn't been coined yet.
Well, it was dusk, the light was fading and everybody but us was below eating. The long boat had just been totally repainted the week before and this was its first outing with its brand…
I'm not really an old student, but I'm always interested in the tabor boy, because my granddad was the captain in the period that the Tabor boy was named "Bestevaer"and was a pilot schooner in Holland. He was the captain in the period before world war 2. During the war the vessel was captured by the German, and the family stories tells us that my granddad did sail on his own the vessel back to Holland after the war...…