Sunday, September 21, 2014

Drydock Recovery/Patrol Prep

Apparently this isn't going to be as easy as I thought, blogging as an XO. It has nothing to do with the subject matter -- there's **always** plenny to write about. No, it has more to do with actually finding a spare moment to sit down at the laptop and put words on the screen.

In my defense, the last few weeks have been...intense. Insanely busy. Barely controlled chaos. Packed full every. single. day. Where to start?

Last time I blogged, we had just gone back in the water after being on the blocks for just over 10 weeks. That was the Friday before Labor Day. By the time I got back to the ship on the following Wednesday (I made a quick trip down to Wilmington over the weekend to close on my house -- Hale Hikina), the crew and the Yard were in a mad dash to get the ship underway for sea trials. We originally had planned for 12 days in the water prior to sailing, but both the ship and the Yard made a massive push to get us outta there after a  very short seven days. It was a close thing, not knowing until mid-evening the night before that we had met all the CO's requirements to be ready to go.

The crew was fantastically responsive and adaptable. Damage control gear was onloaded and restowed; equipment was tested, repaired, tweaks made, tested again; stores were onloaded and stowed; charts were reviewed; drills were briefed, run and debriefed; checklists were broken out and followed. People were flexible and worked incredibly hard to make it all come together. Needless to say, we had some motivation -- to get home.

We all had big chunks of rust falling off of us (metaphorically speaking -- most of the physical rust was gone from the ship by now, thank goodness), as we prepped to get underway and make the 12 hour transit down the Chesapeake Bay. We didn't do everything perfectly, but we did it well enough to be safe and get where we were going. Along the way, we swung ship, which means we went round and round in circles adjusting the magnetic compass, trying to eliminate deviation that makes the magnetic compass read differently than the gyro compass. We also had the small boat in the water, both to transport Yard workers and the compass guy to and from shore and to do drills and requalify people as boat coxswain and boat crewman. We anchored, exercising both anchors. The starboard anchor gave us a few fits, not wanting to seat itself in the pocket (tuck up into where it usually goes) when we hauled it up; but eventually with some tenacity and creativity from the focs'le crew, they were able to get it haused.

The transit down the Chesapeake Bay was mostly uneventful, though I know the CO and EO were taking phone calls all night long in accordance with (iaw) their Standing Orders to the watch. When asked, CDR Randall (the Commanding Officer -- shame on me for not introducing him before now!) said he got phone calls about every 40 minutes because of shipping traffic. All. Night. Long. Oof. We crossed over the Chesapeake Bay Tunnel at about 0345, I think, and headed out to sea.

The day of transit off the coast was another full day. We ran a main space fire drill, abandon ship drill, man overboard drills, both shipboard and small boat pick up. We left the small boat in the water so they could do more training and continue working on qualifications, while onboard the ship, new conning officers practiced driving the ship and chased after a couple of red cherry fenders tied together as something to aim for. I'm sure there was much more going on in each of the departments as well, but that's what I can remember from a couple of weeks removed.

We pulled into Wilmington on the morning tide. Families were waiting on the pier. Liberty was granted around 1145, after the CO let me have the privilege of reading a Team Commendation Award the EO (Engineer Officer, LT Todd DeVries) had written for the great work the crew had done while at drydock.

Things didn't really slow down once we got back home. The crew got a (very) few days of standdown early in the week, and then we had a couple more workdays. I don't remember what all had to be done, but we don't have long before we leave again on patrol. We fueled, had two deliveries of ammo to onload, stores onload, supplies onload, small boat ops to keep going with getting people trained up, lots and lots of purchasing of stuff (especially since FY14 is winding down -- spend, spend, spend!!!), more equipment testing, receiving and stowing all the goodies we had ordered that came in, DILIGolf tournament planning, DILI 50th Anniversary planning (definitely more on those two events to come), route planning, chart preps, new people reported onboard, some folks left off to A school, inport damage control drills were run, a crane came to help us repair some gear on the mast, a new-to-us small boat was delivered from the boat pool, and I'm getting wore out all over again just remembering how busy we've been. There were some random personnel issues thrown in there as well which helped to keep me occupied in the intervals.

I don't really know where September went. Last time I up and looked around, it was still August, and I was sunning myself on the beach, waiting (unsuccessfully the first time) to close on my house. A lot has happened in the meantime. And more to come over the next few weeks.

Now -- bring me that horizon!

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