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I you’ve never experienced a storm at sea, this YouTube video will give you an idea of what it’s like. Once you’re in a storm like this, you just pray that everything keeps working and the people who built your ship knew what they were doing (and over built it for extra life insurance).
There’s no place to run and no way to hide from a storm — you just ride it out. I’ve been there, done that. I don’t want to do it again any time soon.
Somebody owes me a new keyboard - and carpet!
Amazing shots. Amazing how the shots are so smooth considering many were taken from a nearby ship in such heavy seas.
“Okay, I know you won’t be able to see me, but I’ll be in the swell just ahead of you. Try not to run into us.”
Call me Ishmael. Some years ago — never mind how long precisely — having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off—then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship.
I do believe this link will be stolen. Borrowed. For my homepage... :)
That was magnificent...thanks, SWAMPSNIPER...!!
The sea in that clip was mild by comparison to what I went through (twice) in the Atlantic aboard a destroyer (USS English) that ran into two hurricanes a couple of years apart.
We found ourselves in the 'eye' (guessing 10-12 miles across) of the second, an extremely eerie sight, relatively calm seas, and a giant whirling wall of clouds all around us, extending thousands of feet above. The captain steamed along keeping us in the middle for a bit, told everyone to take a look, because we had to turn to stay with the rest of the HK group.
That storm ripped the depth-charge racks off the fantail, tore the steam torpedo mount off the 02 deck, ripped off all lifeboats, and tore the 'breakwater' fairing off both sides of the ship - literally tore half-inch steel plate as if it were paper. We lost one screw, a radar antenna, and several smaller radio antenna. Many thought there was no way we could survive - but we did. We were five-six months in dry-dock afterward for repairs.
I need dramamine!
Awesome video, Swampsniper!
That was good.
My Dad went through a few of those.
He went to sea at the age of nine in the Gloucester Fishing Fleet.
I was behind the door when God gave out the guts required to face conditions like those.
Thanks
I was caught out in my 25’ sailboat. Pretty heavy summer storms. No fun but nothing like these.
I was always good until she starts a shuttering, then the bad feelings start.