
Originally Posted by
John Arton
1967 first trip to sea, Tranmere to Das Island to load and then to some awful place in the gulf of Oman to bunker, stinking hot, too hot to stand still on deck for any length of time, on sailing from the bay where we had bunkered at anchor the chief engineer turned the air conditioning off, saying open your porthole, there's a breeze now,. Yeah along with fumes of crude oil cargo.
Years later, as mate arriving in port hedland ,40 degrees plus, blazing sun, lost all power, idiot captain screaming over the VHF to the port asking for tug help us to get us to the anchorage as he had no engine and no navigation lights!!!!
Rgds
J.A.