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the Beginning...
The first ocean crossing of the
world’s largest sailing catamaran
By Captain Jamie Spence
It took four and a half years to
construct the 71-foot long, 69-ton
aluminum catamaran. We outfitted
her with 10 watertight compartments,
twin 150 Isuzu diesels, a rugged two
mast ketch rig designed by a space
engineering company, and sails built
in the finest loft in San Francisco.
In September 1987, confident we
could get her across the 5000 nautical
Pacific miles to the Marshall Islands,
the Canvasback slipped through the
Golden Gate. Behind, friends and
family stood waving. Ahead, the blue
Pacific lay bright and beckoning.
The trip to Micronesia would
take a month. The first stage of the
journey would take us on a southerly
course with California’s coastal
monsoon. The second stage would
turn us west at the Tropic of Cancer
where the reliable North Pacific trade
winds would take us to Hawaii. The
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third stage would bring us south into
the Marshalls.
The early days along the coast
were peaceful ones and melded ship
and crew into a well-oiled machine.
We fell into a routine of four hours
off and four hours on watch. Those
on navigated, trimmed sail, logged,
fought the chafe in the rigging, and
served as the vessel’s eyes. Those off
were rocked to sleep by a quartering
sea. And so the days passed, in close
quarters, on open ocean.
Gone were the industrial smells of
California and gone with them the
stresses of city life. Fresh ocean air
filled our lungs with vigor. Schools of
flying fish flocked like moths to the
ship’s navigation lights. The trailing
hand lines occasionally brought a
dinner of dorado or tuna. Curious
dolphins inspected the twin canoes
and, as if expressing their approval,
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We turned west at the Tropic of
Cancer and slipped into that special
slot of ocean that sailing ships were
created for. We sailed down the trade
winds at speeds up to 18 knots. But
the wind gave too much of a good
The predicted force of the
gale didn’t frighten me as
much as the fact that we
had to sail right into the
teeth in an untried ship
thing. The constant pressure of the
trade winds and the gusting squalls in
the night exceeded the work load of
the genoa and mule sails, which were
slowly tearing.
We would have to stop in Honolulu
to fix the sails. Unfortunately, our
sailing plan had brought us south
and downwind of Honolulu. Going
to windward meant putting greater
stress on our already compromised
headsails.
Our strategy was to beat against
the 15 to 20 knot southeasterly trades
with the boomed sails only. Without
sails our speed would be greatly
reduced, but we could use the engines
if needed. We set our trajectory for a
channel between Oahu and Molokai
Islands, and the detour strategy went
as planned, for a while.
That is, until the Hawaii Coast
Guard issued a gale warning for 34www.canvasback.org
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in the very channel we were aiming
for.
The predicted force of the gale
didn’t frighten me as much as the fact
that we had to sail right into the teeth
in an untried ship. I knew that I had
built her to excel in these conditions,
but I also knew of man’s fallibility.
We did what we could. We
battened down every hatch and
porthole, secured all loose gear
,and put the crew in lifejackets and
harnesses. We reduced sail to the
smallest available. I prayed the gear
would hold fast and not force us
out to wrestle with it. The engineer
poured out his heart in prayer, “Please
God, maybe 35 knots, but not 47!”
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That night the wind began to blow,
and the longer it blew, the steeper
the waves became. I had hoped to
keep her down to four or five knots
– enough to keep her rudders deep
and to maintain steering – but with
her tiny storm sails, the catamaran
raced ahead at 11 knots, her bows
punching dangerously through the
oncoming waves. I considered ways
to slow her, but as she continued into
the storm I knew the risk of working
the deck exceeded the need.
There was no seeing through the
darkness as solid water came crashing
over the top of the wheelhouse. We
were sailing blind. The mast shook
with each crest, the shrouds vibrated
like 80-foot violin strings, and the
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cockpit flooded with water at every
crashing wave, and emptied just as
quickly through oversize scuppers.
We had to tack, but wind shook
the little storm jib, which shook the
forestay. The electric winches strained
to bring the jib under control. They
pulled enough force to lift a Cadillac.
The deep-reefed, full-battened
mizzen, however, behaved like a lamb
on a leash; the boom hardly thrashed
as it swung across the deck and filled
again on port tack. The catamaran
put her shoulder to the steep waves
and did what she was made to do –
she crashed through.
The crew members were whiteknuckled
at their posts, and I saw my
own tight fists clutching the wheel.
But the worst of the storm passed,
and with each minute it eased a little
more. The black water crashing over
the cabin made us feel like we were
underwater in a submarine, but soon
the black began to turn green over
the decks.
The gray of morning loosened our
grips. The Canvasback broke through
the heaving waves and laughed into
the teeth of the gale. Soon the crew
let go and laughed with her. Morning
light rose. Exhausted but exhilarated
by the roaring display of nature, I too
raised my head and laughed in relief.
We had made it through.
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Watching the mission grow
By Captain Jacque Spence
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why did Canvasback choose to work
in Micronesia? At first it was simple.
During our seven years living aboard
our 30 ft. sailing trimaran, Jamie and
I had seen the Pacific’s medical needs
first hand. We felt called to serve the
islands. Once the Canvasback ship
was built, we searched for where
we could be most helpful. In the
Marshalls we found tiny islands that
could only be served by a boat—one
with a shallow draft like ours. Little
did I know how unique these islands
and cultures were or how much I
would grow to love them.
The first island we worked was
Airok in Maloelap, where we offered
medical and dental clinics. On
the last day, as we packed up our
equipment, I saw a man standing in
the corner with a rag over his mouth.
When I went over to see what the
matter was, I saw he had an abscess
the size of a golf ball. For years, no
treatment was available and, in that
time, he had learned to live with it.
He hadn’t even thought of it as a
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problem that could be solved by our
teams. Through moments like these
I became passionate about our work.
We could be healers like Jesus!
Over the years, our mission
evolved to include ophthalmology,
orthopedic, and other specialty
care. One of the first islands that
we took a cataract surgery team to
was Weno in the Chuuk Islands of
the Federated States of Micronesia.
When a woman was led in, totally
blind from cataracts, we did surgery
on both her eyes. When the patches
were removed, I will never forget the
look of joy on her face as she pulled
her arm away from her guide letting
him know that she could walk on her
own. Beaming, she said, “I feel like
dancing!”
The Secretary of Health said,
“Thank you for giving our people
sight, but thank you also for bringing
the dead back to life, for you gave the
blind a new life”
We worked side by side with local
health workers who made our service
possible. Our guide Jeremiah, who
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nurses and assistants, Meshai and
Wase; and our medical officer Kiona
and his wife Tinar were truly heroes.
Though the health assistants on the
outer islands had only received a few
weeks of training, a box of medicine,
and a single side band radio, they
were the ones who cared for their
communities’ health needs day in
and day out. We were in awe.
At the end of every trip, I felt so
blessed to work with the people in
Micronesia. I am so lucky that God
to guided me here.
As Canvasback’s reputation grew,
we were approached by the iroij and
first president of the Marshall Islands,
Amata Kabua, who was feeling the
effects of type 2 diabetes. Jamie and
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I arranged for him to attend the
NEWSTART Lifestyle Program at
the Weimar Institute in California.
When he returned, he asked Jamie
and me to help develop a similar
program for his country.
This was a daunting task. When we
first started working in the Marshall
Islands, we were told not to test the
people for diabetes because, quite
frankly, Health Services had their
hands full providing primary health
care and did not have the means to
address the country’s increasing rate
of diabetes.
Medication was scarce and
the foods available on island were
imported, processed goods that
created a recipe for diabetes.
We took this challenge seriously
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from the US Department of Defense.
I remember the feeling of trepidation
as the top scientists at the Product
Line Review shook their heads and
said our task was impossible. There
were
convinced
that
the people
would never change.
But the people did change—when
they heard what caused diabetes, I
remember the Secretary of Health
Justina Langdrik saying, “Why didn’t
anyone ever teach us these things?”
The education had the power to
free them from a diabetic future.
No longer was diabetes a sure fate
in life—the program Amata Kabua
began with us, brought hope and has
made the Marshall Islands a leader in
the Pacific in its efforts to reduce the
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epidemic of diabetes.
I cannot believe how far we
have come in 35 years! When I
see the strides we have taken, the
strong leaders who have come up in
Micronesian communities, and when
I hear the stories of healed patients, I
know that God loves the people of the
Pacific. We still have new challenges
to face and old goals to achieve, but
I am excited when I think what the
coming years will bring. We’ve always
relied on a generous
supporters. These include our tireless
volunteers, heroic health professionals
in the Pacific, community-minded
companies,
and warm-hearted
individual donors. I am so blessed to
work with you all.
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celebrating
We
are
our
35th
anniversary, this year, but we want
to make sure we also touch on the
communities we work with. After
all, we are partners, and these past
decades of service would not have
been possible otherwise.
While the Pacific islands are often
discussed as being on the frontline
of climate change, there are other
important political and social changes.
Take the Republic of the Marshall
Islands. The country recently elected
its first female head of state: President
Hilda Heine. Her daughter, Kathy
Jetnil-Kijiner, performed at the 2014
United Nations Climate Summit.
These are notable steps toward a
better world and, like the Marshall
Islands, Micronesia as a whole is
leaving a trace on the world stage as
it advocates for peace, environmental
justice, and the rights of small
nations.
We are honored to work in such
an incredible, beautiful, and inspiring
specialty
region, and we hope this is reflected
in our impact.
Some of our
teams,
such as our ear, nose, and throat and
orthopedic surgery groups, provide
about $1 million worth of care
during each mission. Others, like our
ophthalmology teams, restore sight
to over 100 patients through free
health care.
Our Wellness Center continues
to be the standard for lifestyle health
education in the Marshall Islands,
where we reach over 3,000 people
annually and provide the knowledge
and skills they need to take charge of
their health.
We’re happy for all of this—
for reaching 35 years of service, for
providing high values of service, for
improving more lives than ever. But
we’re even more excited about the
direction in which we’re heading.
Our specialty teams are
beginning to show their longterm
impacts. Recent dental teams
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than ever—the effects of years of
preventative measures in children.
The lines are gradually shortening
at our ophthalmology clinics, as we
return sight to hundreds and leave
fewer eye diseases behind.
On the same note, our Wellness
Center has created an incredible
network of nonprofits and
government agencies to coordinate
our work and provide the best
and biggest impact in the Majuro
community. We run communityoriented
programs, working in each
village for a month at a time so that
there is a community strength to
tackle community problems. We
are setting up the groundwork for
a future corps of community health
workers, one of the most sustainable
and organic ways to work in a
community. Overall, our programs
line up with the very vision of the
country’s leaders: we are addressing
2 of 10 points in President Heine’s
OnBoard
Magazine
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“Agenda 2020” country plan and half
of the noncommunicable diseases
initiatives followed by the Ministry
of Health.
We are now operating in three
foreign countries: the Republic of
Palau, the Marshall Islands, and the
Federated States of Micronesia. Even
more countries are reaching out to us,
impressed with our long track record
of quality and responsibility. Perhaps
most importantly, we’re getting
to know the vibrant Micronesian
communities here, in the US.
The way forward is bright, and it
revolves around community. When
everything is done in partnership—
us with our donors, us with local
communities, or local communities
with government—the results are
always better and longer lasting.
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