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Steaming steadily Northward. This is, of course, all the books of history will ever tell us. Another day of the war. But let us dig a little deeper. There is the Captains ships book....... "Steamed steadily North as part of Task force 69. Minor Engineering casualty reported 1300 hours. Rectified 1345 hours Combat patrol resumed 1400....... Mmm........ Let us look eleswhere......... Flight operations log. Flight deck closed 1300 hours to 1400 hours, insufficient wind across deck. OK, so another clue. The Engineers log................... damnation...........nothing of good there..........Minobes entry is just........."Nothing to report' But we dig, and if we dig deep enough, there is the rough engineroom log...........and now we know: It is Lurch on watch, Lurch the steamer, gaining every day confidence and poise. Okano is in the engineroom. Zuiho steams on two boilers only pushing them hard, the others banked, conserving fuel.. The day, as the last week has been, drags interminably on. 'Port boiler, Port engineroom............routine feedpump swing please" "Roger, swinging feed pumps" The watertender reluctantly moves upstairs to his pumps, temperatures here are quite hellish now, the less time away from the fan the better. He checks the standby pump. Suction valve, discharge valve, exhaust valve.......... Crack the drains, steam roars, shut the drains. On with the gloves, grab the wheel spanner, 2 feet of iron. Open the throttle valve, the turbine springs to life, rolling at half speed. Drains again, all good. Take the governor control arm, heave it up, hold it against the pressure, the turbine speeds up, fiddle with the pin that holds the governer arm engaged, fiddle with it, fiddle with it, fiddle with it...........grunt with the effort, and it slides into place. Right, turn to the other pump, the effort to close the throttle, the pump begins to wind down, out pin, shut the throttle....... Swing eyes to the Boiler water level guage glass.......... Minus 2 inches Minus 3 inches..........dropping. What the ??? Lurch sees the level too....... "What the TRUK is going on up there!...........WHATS the WATER LEVEL!!" "Minus 4 inches!", the reply is tinged with panic......... 'Truk!.........Lurch turns to his Burnerman.........get your mainstop wheelie..standby!!" 'Minus 5 inches!.......... desperately the water tender is searching for the cause, his pump is running..........the DA is filling........filling too fast!.......What the hell????. He will not notice until too late, that the pin did not go in..............the online pump is actually only on idle load. Lurch calls it. (And no charge could expect anything less) "PORT Engine room!, Port Boiler room!, Low water level, Pulling fires!, emergency shut down!" Things happen fast now, my friends. Fast, smoothly, with out hesitation. they need too.............death awaits if things go too wrong. Okano calmly does his job.........."Bridge, port engine room, flame out port boiler, crossing boilers, revolutions limited to 096 rpm....." Word delivered calmly, normally...... More words, yelled to clear the scream of the turbines, ..........."Open the cross connect!, open the auxiliary cross conect!, shut condensate BHD Valv, close............ A stream of orders, his men leap to action. Lurch too follows his so recently learnt drills............there is no time to be afraid, or nervous. The main stop......Shut!, the Auxiliary stop............shut!, fuel recicing...........auxiliary steam crossed, yes.............pumps still going!, feed stop..........stopped......... Blowers secured............ Zuiho steams on, the rest of the ship oblivious to the work below. The pin failure will be discovered, the feed restored, the boiler, 45 minutes later re connected. A bad error, initially. But a flip side. Lurch is really coming along, no?
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