(continued from Pg. 1)
At that point, the
order was passed for “All Ahead Flank”, an
emergency turn begun and as we heeled hard over
(building up speed) the collision alarm went
off. The 1MC next bellowed at us to set
“Condition Zulu” and for “All Hands” to brace
for an imminent collision. All of us in Sonar
started waiting for it to happen, but for us
below decks nothing seemed to occur. For those
on the Bridge it sure did though, they came
eyeball to eyeball with that contact…since our
“Road Runner” had deliberately rammed a flock of
low flying geese. As the result, our 01 level
forward became littered with feathers---and
such. To the best of my memory, we never again
rammed a flock of birds, in either fair sea
or…ahem…fowl!
WETSU,
Bert Royster STG2 1964 – 1966
