Quebec 195 Recruit Journal Week 03

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Quebec 195 Recruit Journal

Formed: Jan 23, 2018

Graduates: March 16, 2018


Quebec-195 Week 03 Summary


Those of you who liked the dad (and mom) bods many of us arrived with at Cape May will be disappointment on graduation day. The end of week three finds Quebec’s shipmates short a few muffin tops and marching a bit less like a gaggle of drunken ducks, but sweating no less for the progress. If Quebec has learned nothing else thus far, it’s that the one constant here is sweat. A sauna doesn’t even come close. So, now you know why all the page are stuck together in our letters home. In addition, to our already grueling calendar, this week marked our introduction to a new training partner: Medusa. She doesn’t talk much, but when you’re a hundred feet long and weigh as much as a refrigerator you don’t really need to.

Those of you who enjoy watching videos of recruits suffering on YouTube will have a good idea of what I’m talking about. For the rest Quebec’s soon-to-be sculpted shoulders and rope-burned necks will fill in the blanks. With midterms creeping up at the end of week four, our Company Commanders have begrudgingly dragged us out the mud and, increasingly into the classroom. Here those of us who remained conscious were briefed on ethics, code conduct leave and liberty, and seamanship. Quebec also received training in knot tying and helmsman ship.

Sadly though, no instruction was giving on knot-untying, as this week’s most memorable event produced one of biblical proportions. We’re talking, of course, about the F-5 Company Commander tornado that struck Munro Hall Thursday morning. A stampede of elephants could have done no worse than our Company Commanders, as everything that wasn’t naked down defied brevity and physics to turn our squad bays into an unnatural disaster. The west toilet paper confetti was bad. But worst of all was the fact that every last shoes had been rounded up and tied into an impossible monkey’s fist. There may be more subtle ways to teach on the importance of keeping your head squared away, but Petty Officer Placencia is not one to leave you guessing he’s meaning. “You smelling what I’m stepping in!?” is his version of punctuation. So, in summary, those of you at home concerned that your tax dollars are being burned on an adult amusement park like those found at the Air Forces Basic Training can lay your fears to rest. Even dirty laundry has “instructional value” here.


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.