My Life at Sea: being a "yarn" loosely spun for the purpose of holding together certain reminiscences of the transition period from sail to steam in the British mercantile marine (1863-1894)Crutchley, William Caius
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My Life at Sea: being a "yarn" loosely spun for the purpose of holding together certain reminiscences of the transition period from sail to steam in the British mercantile marine (1863-1894)
Crutchley, William Caius
Merchant marine -- Great Britain; Seafaring life
approaching a sailing ship at great speed, was perhaps a trial to weak
nerves. At all events they were all in a howling funk when I saw them.
That was No. 1 collision. We had all our work cut out to get the ship
ready for sailing day. She was booked up full of passengers, and there
was an apparently endless stream of stores and equipment coming down
to the last minute. To the credit of the Company be it said that the
work was done, and done properly. I cannot remember that anything was
omitted.
The worst part of the business was that I had in the main a new set of
officers, although my chief engineer from the last ship was with me. It
is of the greatest advantage in a case like this to have people with
you that you know you can depend upon, and with the best intentions
in the world you cannot have this feeling with strangers. It must
be remembered that a new ship is always something in the nature of
a surprise-packet. On the afternoon of October 25 we left the dock,
and by the time we got to Gravesend it was quite dark with a strong
ebb tide running, and the reach full of ships, mostly at anchor. As
we were to stay there the night it was necessary to turn the ship
round, and when we got across the river there was not a great deal
of room for anything to get past us. This was discovered by one of
the Aberdeen steamers called the _Ban Righ_, for in sweeping past and
under our stern she cleared the whole of her starboard side of bridge,
deckhouses, bulwarks, etc., and she also dented our stern and carried
away rudder chains and some of our ornamental gilt work. There were
circumstances connected with this that would have made a cat laugh,
but a very stiff upper lip had to be kept, and I greatly admired the
admirably cool way in which the incident was treated by Mr. Strickland,
the London manager, who had come down the river with us and alluded
to the collision as “a river bump.” I went down the river in a tug
to see the extent of the damage to the other ship, and the next day
we left for Plymouth. This collision No. 2 was, I believe, settled
by both parties bearing their own damages, for not even a bench of
judges could have rightly apportioned the blame in this case. I find by
abstract that we left Plymouth at 7.30 a.m. on the morning of the 28th,
after a fairly strenuous week’s work.
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