While going through this
storm I developed an
awesome reverance for
the sea. 55'+ seas with
70+ knot winds, I will
always remember as we
made our last trek home
at the end of a long cruise.
storm I developed an
awesome reverance for
the sea. 55'+ seas with
70+ knot winds, I will
always remember as we
made our last trek home
at the end of a long cruise.
The most memorable moment of the storm was at the beginning when we had to top off the
fuel tanks so we would ride out the storm the best we could. I was on the flight deck as a
member of WG Division assigned to the after inhaul. When we finally moved alongside the
USNS Neosho, we all looked at each other with a bit of concern, due to the force created
between the ships. The shotline was fired and the struggle began. We tugged and the waves
seemed to know just to do next to make our work futile. It became a quest to move the probe
into the fuel recepticle but all hands stopped as we all witnessed an awesome spectacle. The sea
had stole the show, we were stern down listing hard to port, water over the fantail. The Neosho
was bow down (buried it seemed in water) she was also listing hard to port. As we all looked
(what seemed to be up) at that big brass prop spinning off the water, FTSN Donovan raised his
hand and sang,"Hey boys it's been good to know ya".
fuel tanks so we would ride out the storm the best we could. I was on the flight deck as a
member of WG Division assigned to the after inhaul. When we finally moved alongside the
USNS Neosho, we all looked at each other with a bit of concern, due to the force created
between the ships. The shotline was fired and the struggle began. We tugged and the waves
seemed to know just to do next to make our work futile. It became a quest to move the probe
into the fuel recepticle but all hands stopped as we all witnessed an awesome spectacle. The sea
had stole the show, we were stern down listing hard to port, water over the fantail. The Neosho
was bow down (buried it seemed in water) she was also listing hard to port. As we all looked
(what seemed to be up) at that big brass prop spinning off the water, FTSN Donovan raised his
hand and sang,"Hey boys it's been good to know ya".
Eternal Father strong to save whose arm has bound the restless wave who bidd'st the mighty
oceans deep, it's own appointed limits keep; o hear us when we cry to thee for those in peril on
the sea.
oceans deep, it's own appointed limits keep; o hear us when we cry to thee for those in peril on
the sea.
North Atlantic November, 82
