Showing posts with label Cornelia Marie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cornelia Marie. Show all posts

Jun 8, 2011

Hello Wednesday

So I originally picked someone else to be hump day today, but, there were a lack of pictures for him. Then I saw this one and my brain went dumb, and I couldn't blink, breathe, or move.

Its like he's leaning over to tell us a secret. Um, I'm alllll ears, trust me.

Love ya!
*Shannon*

P.S. I know EXACTLY which episode this picture is from, and I realize that it was no laughing matter at the time. But allow me to have a little fun with it, and remember I do it with love and respect. Muah!

May 11, 2011

Some Things Just Can't be Replaced

I missed seeing the Cornelia Marie on Deadliest Catch last night, so I decided to have Josh Harris be our Hump Day picture today. Its been awhile since we've seen his sch-mexy face on here....
I just went dumb, gimme a second......

*Shannon*

Jan 21, 2011

Something Is Extremely Wrong Here

Aidin and I have vivid dreams. We usually spend our weekends exchanging funny stories about the dreams that we had lately. So since this one is so fresh in my mind, I thought I would share it with you:


I was a greenhorn set to work aboard the Cornelia Marie, and Steve Ward picked me up at the airport. He didn’t talk much, and hardly looked at me except to snort and say, “Those ain’t gonna work.”

He was referring to my blue jeans and boots. Now when I say boots, I don’t mean cowboy boots, or rain boots. I mean girly boots with a thick wedge heel. A few of you saw the picture of the high heels I bought, I’m actually wearing my boots in that picture, just look down.

Boots...no not those! Attached to the jeans. Yes, those boots.
Anyway, my boots are not the point of this story, no matter how much I love them. He dropped me off at the small store in Dutch and told me he would send someone along to pick me up in an hour. I’m not a shopper, I hate shopping, so I was done in 10 minutes, my arms full of rain gear and sweatshirts.

I wasted time talking to the local people, trying to get comfortable, when Josh and Jake Harris walked through the door and herded me outside to the truck. Again, they didn’t say much. I assume they didn’t enjoy the fact a female would be onboard.

Once we got down to the dock, we had to walk down to the end to get to the boat itself. But it wasn’t the Cornelia Marie we all know and love. It was so bizarre. I watched Jake and Josh hop down to the deck and walk across it like nothing was wrong. But trust me, it was wrong.

Wheelhouse? Gone. Pot lauchner? Gone. Sodium Lights? Gone. Shelter deck? Gone.
There was no wheelhouse. None at all. As far as I could tell, there was no galley or anything. The deck was smooth from bow to stern, no shelter deck either in the bow. The other bizarre sighting? No pot launcher. Only the crane was visible as I finally shook my self out of my daze and got onboard.

I stood in the middle of the deck trying to wrap my brain around what I was seeing when Ryan walked up and took my duffel bag for me. “Where are we sleeping?” I asked.

“Over here.”

He led me over to where the wheelhouse would have been, and a small canopy had been rigged to keep a small amount of the rain and waves off of us. In all honesty, it was useless. I remember looking up and thinking, “How do you steer this thing?!”

“How do we launch the pots?” I questioned.

Jake appeared at my side and motioned with his hand to where the pot launcher should have been. A 10 foot hole appeared to have been cut out of the side of the boat. “We push them off. Haven’t you ever done this before?”

“Greenhorn,” I muttered as a reminder. “I don’t see any bins. How do we get the crab into the holds?”

Jake gave me an odd look. “We carry them.”

“We carry snapping, pissed off crab?”

He nodded.

“Great, the Cornelia Marie, catching crabs the hard way.”

And then I promptly got woken up by my son asking for something to drink at 3:30am. Thank god too, because I didn't see any sodium lights and I couldn't figure out how we were going to push pots off the side of the boat and not get caught in the line.

Strange huh? This happens to me often. If you ever have a Deadliest Catch dream, please share it with us!
 
Happy Friday everyone, its finally here! I don't know about the rest of you, but it felt like this one week was 2 weeks.
 
*Shannon*

Oct 6, 2010

Hump Day!



Today, we feature Freddie, who needs no caption at all (actually, I just couldn't think of one)

*Shannon*

Jun 15, 2010

After It All...

Sorry for my absence. I just moved this past weekend and the last week of my life has gotten extremely hectic.

So for news...

The Northwestern's Twitter has been blowing up the last couple of days. Go by the website, great new videos are posted.

Tonight is an all new episode. From the previews, I'm going to start crying real soon.

http://dsc.discovery.com/videos/deadliest-catch-season6-episode10/

"A Coast Guard helicopter attempts a rescue in dangerous sea. The deck of the
Time Bandit becomes a deadly gauntlet of heavy, falling ice chunks while on the
Cornelia Marie, the skipper's son reveals a dark secret."


Time to sepculate. Is it Jake or Josh who has the secret? How dark do you think it's going to be? It could be anything from Jake not wanting to be on the CM anymore (he has said it before), to Josh revealing more of his past. Let me know what you think!

Also, After the Catch premires *happy dance!* afterwards. Tonight Episode is dedicated to the Time Bandit, which should be a blasty blast. Those boys know how to party, but can also buckle down and be serious if the situation warrents it.

"This hour focuses on the F/V Time Bandit and her salty crew. They tell it all,
from John and Keith's fight to who will take over the helm of this
legendary crab boat."

And can I just say how glad I am the Mike Rowe is back hosting After the Catch? Ben was great, but I think Mike has a better relationship with the captains and the crew.

Go catch some Crab!
*Shannon*