Tango 191 Recruit Journal Week 03

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Tango 191 Recruit Journal

Formed: August 18, 2015

Graduates: October 9, 2015




“Chow, Chow, Chow, Chewy Bar”


That’s the saying at Cape May. It’s the philosophy that recruits must be mindful of if they expect to come out of these eight weeks of hell alive. It’s too tough to think about the whole eight weeks; you have to break it down into small bite-sized portions. The mentality here is just to make it to the next meal. If you can survive long enough to get to the next chow then you have succeeded, and when you get to that last chewy bar at evening muster when roll call is taken, you know that you can cross another day off of recruit training. That sweet, sugary, yummy, golden-brown, melts in your mouth, slice of paradise chewy bar marks the end of another day for TANGO-191—well, almost. There still is another hour and a half that the Company Commanders can torture the recruits, as did Lead Company Commander Petty Officer Wasowski Sunday night.

The recruits were told to pick up a mooring line, a very thick and heavy rope used to tie ships up to a dock, and rest it on our shoulders and exit the building, all 76 of us with a 300 foot line. The recruits were suddenly transformed into a giant 300 foot millipede who had too much to drink and couldn’t find its way out of the building. Finally the millipede found its way outside after running into itself and getting all tangled up. That’s when the pain began. As fast as they could, the recruits pulled the line hand over hand, mobbing it from one end of the line to the other until our forearms felt like Jell-O. All of that was just a typical last hour and a half of a day here. Cape May is like a giant insane mouse trap where the species Recruit Rodentia scurry through the maze, struggling to make it to the piece of cheese in one piece.

The entire system is designed to stress the recruit out mentally and physically in order to mold us into lean, mean, Coast Guard fighting machines, and it works! Just walking from Point A to Point B is a scary and daunting challenge: you’re not too sure how to greet Company Commanders and officers and if you do it wrong you will definitely pay for it. TANGO-191 is slowly starting to come together as one unified unit. We are a bit rough around the edges though and our Company Commanders are quick to point that out. Like when Assistant Company Commander Petty Officer Haro becomes disgusted with how bad our marching is, he simply stops calling cadence and shouts, “Whatever! Just walk or do whatever it is you’re doing because that’s not marching!”

Next week will be a tough one because that’s when recruits will start to get reverted and have to re-do a week in another company. TANGO has already received a few recruits from SIERRA Company just in the last few days. Can TANGO stick it out through the tough mental games? Only time will tell and we still have miles to go. There is a light at the end of the tunnel but it is dim and far, far away.


-SR Slippy

Editor’s Note: This blog post was written by a recruit currently involved in Coast Guard basic training. The thoughts and opinions expressed in this Journal do not necessarily reflect those of Training Center Cape May, the U.S. Coast Guard or the federal government and are the sole opinion of the author. Recruit Journals are written by personnel in a high-stress environment with little time, so please excuse grammar and punctuation in the above article. The staff at Training Center Cape May do not edit the journals in any way, so as to ensure authenticity of the content and messages.