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by Guest Columnist Paul Browne
Too Close for Comfort
I witnessed a pretty tense situation in the harbor the
other day, Shipmates. The Icebreaker Danielle had just slipped under the
Causeway Bridge when it happened. The causeway I’m talking about runs
along the north end of Tampa harbor. The Causeway Bridge is just west of
the shrimp docks, and the harbor is a just a basin along there, only 300
yards or so across. East of the shrimp docks, the basin opens onto a
bigger part of the harbor that runs south, down to a channel that enters
Tampa Bay. Now the other day there was a Navy ship docked along the south
bank across from the Causeway. So as soon as we cleared the bridge, I
turned sharply eastward, and hugged the north shore to give the warship a
good wide berth. These days the Navy is really touchy about boats getting
too close. There was a Zodiac patrolling slowly back and forth about 200
yards out from the ship. I didn’t want to give them reason for concern.
And there were sailors up on the bow of the ship, standing next to an ugly
looking machine gun. I didn’t want them worried either. So I waved to the
guys in the Zodiac and plugged along at 6 knots, keeping well clear.
Well just as I got abeam of the warship, I spot this metalflaker coming up
the wide part of the harbor from the south. The thing is about 30 feet
long and it’s loud and fast, must have been doing 20 or 30 knots. It’s got
this long bow, with a reverse sheer, and there are 4 people in the
cockpit, two shirtless doorknob-dudes and a couple of bimbo-babes in
bathing suits. Soon as he spies the Navy ship, the “driver” decides they
want a closer look. So he makes a hard turn and heads westward towards us.
Now it so happened that when he came around the corner into view and
pulled this bonehead maneuver, the guys in the Zodiac were nearing the
westward end of their little patrol pattern, the wrong end. And the
metalflaker was going so fast that he was almost up to me by the time they
saw him. But see him they did, and they turned right smartly and opened
the Zodiac up to head him off. So here’s this knucklehead screaming right
up the middle of the harbor, about to come alongside of the ship, and the
Zodiac going hell bent for leather, trying to get in his way, and the
sailors on the bow of the ship are jumping for the gun. Then the guy sees
the Zodiac coming at him, figures he’d better turn around, and he does the
unthinkable. Instead of doing his U-turn north, towards me and away from
the ship, the idiot turns south, and speeds towards the warship! I stood
there, jaw open, watching him artfully carve his turn towards death and
destruction. First he was pointed at an angle towards the stern, and then
he was headed directly amidships and closing on it fast. And just then,
right when that twenty year old sailor on the bow gun must have been
looking through his sights at him, right when he was biting his lip and
feeling for the trigger, that’s when I realized the metalflaker was
crossing the line running straight between me and that machine gun.
Well the guy got lucky. Maybe the kid on the gun was sharp enough to watch
the metalflaker’s hands, see if he was going to steer out of his turn when
he was pointed at the ship. Maybe he took a look at the boat and crew and
decided they were merely idiots. Or maybe the Zodiac had the angle
covered. Anyway, the idiot got away with it, just kept turning and running
till only his stern showed. It looked to me like he came within 50 yards
of the ship. The Zodiac chased him down the harbor for a little while, but
they were a lot slower than he was, and they soon gave it up.
Sometimes all you can do is shake your head and wonder what keeps some
guys alive. |