Quote: " Are you trying to avoid Huge Ships, Steve? "
No, actually I like large ships and treat them with respect. Piloting, Seamanship, and Small Boat Handling by Chapman was a favorite book of my childhood. As was USGC Publication 169 1972 COL-REGS , which the USCG station at Governor's Island kindly gave me a copy when we visited NYC on vacation. This was when I was 14 or so. '
See, I asked the Master of the Station Island Ferry one of my usual technical questions. He sighed, shook his head, and promptly pointed out the location of the USCG office on shore. The Port Captain gave me the last copy he had. I had CG-169 memorized (I can see Buffo rolling his eyes now) by the time we made the drive back to Ohio. I was instantly hooked on the idea of being the master of a vessel.
My favorite place to see local Large Ships is on the Cuyahoga River, its a tight squeeze. The 635 foot Ore freighters have to go six miles up the Crooked River to the steel mill. The river ends at the harbor in the attached pic. It is not wise to drink a can of Crooked River Ale before attempting this task, in a Large Ship.... Nor do it without a Tug and Bow Thrusters. Click on the one pic to get the above view of the River's course. This gives a new definition to the term "Driving To Work".
If you watch from the Viaduct, The Diesel Fumes will knock you on your posterior as the ship passes under the Superior Bridge.


If things were a little different, I could see myself with a All Oceans, Any Tonnage, Master's License, which was a childhood dream. Alas that was not to be. The rules changed and ships no longer needed a licensed radio operator right after I graduated. So there went that, and I went to college. But I will go out of my way to just smell the ocean breeze.
The link came up on a search for a book on Radar Antenna Design. That is how this post started.
Cap'n Steve
Last edited by mixedgas; 07-10-2013 at 20:08.
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