rogueusmc
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Joined: 2/8/2004 From: Texas...what country are YOU from? Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: mlees Video. http://shock.military.com/Shock/videos.do?displayContent=164323&ESRC=navy.nl All I have to say is.... I travelled aboard the USS San Bernardino through the North China Sea where we hit what they said was a tropical depression. I didn't see that the sea was very depressed at all...more upset than depressed. Our flatbottomed hull riding high started rolling 38 degrees both ways. When we loaded in the Phillippines, we had a D-7 dozer going with us. The guys on the ship didn't want to scar their newly resurfaced deck with the dozer tracks so they rode the dozer to where they wanted it on old tires. Smart idea I thought. But...there's usually a but...they left it on the tires when they tied it down. When the ship started rolling, the dozer slid off of the tires and loosened the dog cables by about a foot and a half. On ship, I was in ships platoon. They took a couple Marines from each unit on board and put them all in one berthing area and we were given all the odd jobs that nobody else wanted to do. This was cool for the most part because you stayed in the rack if you wanted to unless there was something to be done. When the dozer come loose, they wanted us to go tie the thing back down. There wasn't but two of us that could sit up without losing our cookies so we went and did it. We got out there on the wet andf pitching deck holding on for dear life as we made our way to the dozer. We worked for almost an hour tying the thing back down. We started on the left side of the dozer. When the ship would roll to port, we would have until it rolled back starboard to unlock the dog and slide the spacers and have it locked back down. We did that for all the cables on that side then worked the other side. The right side of it was the scariest because there was nothing but the dozer to tie yourself to to keep from going over the side. If the dozer went, we went with it. We ended up with the palms of our hands covered in blood blisters from getting pinched between the spacers on those dog cables. When we finally finished and went below, we turned down our passageway to find a sailor sitting in the corner in a puddle of his own puke. We asked him what section he was in so we could come get him after the storm to come clean his mess up. The next morning, I went to his section and told the Petty Officer that I needed one of his sailors, He asked what for and I told him. He thought it was funny but he did tell the sailor to go clean up after himself. So, that video did refresh some memories... Semper Fi, Lee
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