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Saturday, July 21. 2007
Ships can weather far worse storms than this, but it's unusual to have a helo taking film at the same time. This is the cruise ship Voyager in cyclone Valentina in the Med on Valentine's Day, 2005. Not very romantic. (h/t, And rightly So)
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"So shuffleboard was canceled, then?"
And pity the poor bartenders. :)
Maybe I was reading it wrong, but I kept wanting to scream at the captain, "TURN...INTO...THE...WIND!!!"
One of those rolls was getting seriously close to this:
That'd put a damper on anyone's day.
As far as ability to comfortably ride a gale is concerned, I wonder if a wide beam with respect to length, a broad, flat stern and a high superstructure is an improvement over a more traditional, slimmer, lower design.
Well, up until the 1960's or so, the hull would have been flat bottomed but deep and the ratio of length to beam would have been greater. Five or six to one or even more, instead of maybe 4.5 to 1. And the superstructure would have been much lower. Look at an older ocean liner and see how much lower the superstructure was in comparison.
Three Destroyers sank, water entering the smokestacks killed the engines & left them to capsize. 700-plus sailors lost, 150 aircraft wrecked or blown overboard the carriers, six or eight capital ships withdrawn from 3rd Fleet & sent back to yards for major repairs. Gerald Ford one of the guys out there.
Yes, the sea is invincible, but had they been modern cruise ships, I wonder if the toll would have been worse.
I dunno--some of the ships were put in bad way by trying to follow orders not suited to the conditions. Such as trying to make way for too long. This link at the bottom of the wiki excerpts some Samuel Eliot Morison--if you scroll 55% to "The Ordeal of the Destroyers" you'll get yore hairs stood on end, and run into more sea terminology than a bucketful of Melvilles:
Actually, coincidentally you should ask being son of a P-38 man, I'm reading "Fork-Tailed Devil: The P-38" by Martin Caidin. A Ballantine paperback 1990 edition. I can't seem to ever get finished with WWII.
I have several things going at once - mainly Vol. 9 of the journals of Lewis & Clark. The preceding volumes were the journals of the two captains and vol. 9 is that of Sergeant Ordway and Sergeant Floyd (who dies early on). Very interesting. Lots of little throwaway tidbits. Horses with Spanish brands in northern Idaho. An Indian guy on the upper Columbia in a canoe, wearing a sailors' jacket. They asked the Indians about where they got their Western goods and most said from trading ships though they were also told of a white guy living by himself in an old house near the mouth of the river. There was an Indian with red hair, who appeared to understand, but could not speak, English. He is thought to be the same guy who was encountered by the Astor party a few years later, who had the name "Jack Ramsay" tattooed on his arm. Et cetera.
Then there is the rebuttal of James Bellesiles' infamous book that purported to show that colonial America had few guns. The rebuttal is by Clayton E. Cramer, called "Armed America" and is quite good.
I kinda shuttle between the two...
Then on the on-deck circle is Alistair Cooke's "The American Home Front" about his travels around the US for the BBC right after Pearl Harbor.
And after that is one of about six or seven titles - certainly Amity Shlaes book about the Depression and Irene Nemirovsky's book about the fall of France in WW2, called "Suite Francaise." It begins with the exodus from Paris and shows the class snobbery and bickering among all these people thrown together as they flee. It reminded me so much of contemporary America that I had to take up something cheerful like Lewis and Clark.
Oh yeah - upriver from St. Louis there were Frenchmen everywhere. I never knew they tied their canoes together like catamarans when floating down the big rivers, loaded with furs. Lots of little nuggets like that.
And thanks for the P-38 suggestion. I need one or more such books. My Dad made a little model of one when I was a kid, which I still have.
So time for some P-38 books, I'm thinkin'.
As I've said before, I am contributing enough to allow Amazon.com CEO Jeff Bezos to buy a new mega-yacht on my purchases alone.
You is one prodigious reader, skook. And, pardon my manners if I presume to greatly approve of your taste in reading materials, LOL. Re Lewis & Clark, I have an as-yet-untouched copy of Stephen Ambrose's "Undaunted Courage", to which the reading of I'm greatly looking forward.
Bellesiles' book reminds me of the IPCC Report. Great cover for an agenda, but loaded with questionable interpretations of selected historical data--all of which bodginess happens to slant the same direction.
Shlaes and Nemirovsky--both on my list, too!
P-38, oh i wish i had one in the backyard--
My dad knew a guy who had a steam calliope in his back yard. I can't imagine what the neighbors must have thought. Almost as good as a P-38.
maybe he played it first thing in the mornings, and sent a little monkey with a bellhop hat and tin cup around to knock on doors for "contributions" to shut up. Nice microbusiness, unless someone shoots the monkey.
It may have been converted to work on compressed air, now that I think about it. But it was the genuine article, with wooden wagon wheels and a trestle tree and a tongue to be pulled by a team. He actually had the thing in his side yard, if I remember right. He fired it up once and played some Ringling Bros. circus march. I got to sit at the keyboard. Good stuff when you're seven.
They restored a P-38 near here - all those Boeing guys and their hobbies. I think it is now at the Seattle Museum of Flight.
I watched this one being restored, during the year I drove my son there for flying lessons (he could fly at 15, but not drive until 16, pretty bass ackwards regs).
Well, you must have been a proud (though nervous) Pop.
Oh yes--esp that first cross-country solo. I just figured, had to let him, and if the worst happens, well, that's how the cookie crumbles. But, right, "whew"!