Stories and Patrol Logs + Screenshots and Videos (merged) - Page 334

Mios 4Me · 12-26-19, 12:38 AM

Possible record for shortest mission?

Departed Manila at 0000 on 12/23/41 on a mission to land commandos on Luzon. As I elected to start outside the harbor and the landing zone was just south of there, the mission was completed in just under an hour.

Manila ceased being a usable port as I departed; this repeated itself on a later patrol when Surabaya fell less than a day after I left. Admiral Leary in Brisbane was rather quick to point out that the Balao is to base exclusively out of Fremantle for the foreseeable future.

Mork_417 · 12-31-19, 12:03 AM

Before S-31 left port for the Lingayen Gulf, her Captain redecorated the base office.

Mork_417 · 01-02-20, 12:35 AM

Dec 11, 1941
0905 - We arrived at the entry of Lingayen Gulf, and setup our patrol course. Status: 80ft, 5kts, no contacts.

Dec 13, 1941
0606 - Sound contact, bearing 272, Long range closing. Adjusting course to intercept.
0639 - Visual yeilded fishing trawler flying American flag. Resumed patrol course.

0757 - Sound contact, bearing 106, Long range closing. Adjusting course to intercept.
0829 - Visual yeilded three fishing trawlers, all flying American flag. Resumed patrol course.

Dec 15, 1941
0402 - Sound contact, bearing 247, Long range closing. Adjusting course to intercept.
Status: 51ft, 4kts.
0504 - Visual yeilded two fishing trawlers, both flying American flag. Resumed patrol course.

Dec 17, 1941
0227 - Spotted a Merchant vessel accompanied by a tug boat, both identified as American. Continued patrol.
0749 - Sound contact, bearing 289, Long range closing. No doubt an American tug boat returning.
0817 - Verified American tug boat. Resumed patrol.

Dec 19, 1941
0426 - Sound contact, bearing 064, Long range closing. Suspect an American merchant leaving the area.
0544 - Visual verification, my suspicions were correct. Resuming patrol.

Dec 20, 1941
0427 - Received new orders to make our way to Davao Gulf, via SULU & CELEBES seas. Refuel/restock in Mariveles optional. Surfaced, and set full speed on new course.

Dec 21, 1941
1044 - Ran into nasty squall off the coast of Mindoro. Dove to 80ft, will surface once clear and resume full speed.

1319 - Sound contact, bearing 355, Long range closing. Hoping this one is not American. If the weather persist, it may not matter what flag the contact is flying.

Macgregor the Hammer · 01-25-20, 09:41 AM

Captain's Personal Log R.A.MacGregor
April 4, 1942
I finally have command of my own boat! I joined the Navy in ‘32, spent 4 years in the surface fleet on destroyers and my request for transfer to the submarine service was granted. Many of my peers thought this move was tantamount to career suicide. I didn't. I see submarines as a large part of our future navy.
My first boat was the S-20 in ‘34. My first impression was I had made a terrible mistake. The S-20 leaked in every flange and gasket. It smelled of mildew, body odor and rot. It handled like a crippled whale; slow to turn, surface and dive. Fortunately, I only did 2 patrols in the Atlantic until I was transferred to the USS Shark, a Porpoise class boat. Our home port was Mare Island, Calif. Our captain, Commander Benneker, was a man of foresight and vision with the mission of the fleet submarine. Submarines were treated mainly as reconnaissance platforms and Pete Benneker, along with other skippers including myself were trying to change that line of thought. As with every other Naval vessel on the west coast, we were sent to Pearl Harbor after the attack.
December 7, 1941 changed everything. Our ‘ships of the line’, the battleships are lying in ruins in Pearl Harbor. It may sound cold, but I believe it was a blessing in disguise. The 19th century thinking of two battle lines facing each other in parallel raining projectiles down on each other has gone the way of the Dodo. The aircraft carrier and the submarine is the way of the future. Aircraft carriers and submarines are all we have left at this point. Clyde ‘Johnny’ Johnson, my best friend since college, were in the O-club at Pearl discussing our vision of the submarine where we were overheard by an Admiral Charles Lockwood, Chief of Staff Submarine Forces Pacific. He was impressed with what we had to say. We spoke of using the sub in a much more autonomous fashion. He wanted to start using the 'wolfpack' strategy that has been so successful for Germany. I told him that we have to starve Japan to death by focusing on their merchant fleet, denying shipping lanes and being a 'wild card' in surface battles. Much was discussed that evening and I thought Admiral Lockwood was sincerely interested in what we had to say
About a week after that meeting, I was promoted to Lieutenant Commander and given my command by none other than Admiral Lockwood. He told me that I was the type of skipper he was looking for. My new boat, the USS Grouper, a Gato class boat was due in a couple days from Mare Island. I would be on the pier to wait for her
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April 20, 1942
I watched the Grouper thread her way through the harbor distruction with the help of a tug boat. The band on the pier was playing. She tied up and the crew disembarked. A couple hours later, I met with Lieutenant Commander Stevens, the skipper. With the crew on the mole, we went through the change of command ceremony. The crew dismissed, I asked all the officers to meet me at a small restaurant in Honolulu. I wanted to meet them in a casual scenario to see who I would be working with.
We met a 1900 and ordered drinks. The talk was light and casual. My new XO, Lieutenant Paul was a tall, laconic sailor from Maine. He had a shock of blond hair and intelligent blue eyes. He listened more than he spoke. Answers to my questions were well thought out. He had a dry, intelligent sense of humor. I liked him. I knew we would work well together. The rest of the group were good men anxious to go to war with Japan.
We were due to leave on our first patrol in about 3 weeks. During that time we would take small cruises around the islands to shake out the boat. During this time, I wanted the crew to get used to my methods. We were also going to drill. We were going to go through scenarios again and again. I wanted the crew able to do their job in their sleep. Our first exercise was a long circle around the island. We went through crash dives, emergency surface, damage control scenarios and numerous torpedo drills. I had the torpedo fire control party running plots on almost every vessel around the harbor. A week of this had the crew tired but confident. My philosophy was to 'Bleed in training, sweat in combat!'. I gave them a 48 hour pass. It would be their last for a while. We were going to sail into harm's way.

vickers03 · 03-02-20, 06:32 PM

coming soon

propbeanie · 03-02-20, 08:44 PM

Are you doing the rest of the interior, or just what is already there with that "doorway to the future"?... lol

razark · 03-02-20, 10:33 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by vickers03

coming soon

I've seen efforts to do this before, so I'm not going to get all excited about it.

That said, I have to say I'm quite excited at the possibility!

vickers03 · 03-03-20, 02:28 AM

Quote:

I've seen efforts to do this before, so I'm not going to get all excited about it.

room is finished and fully working

Quote:

Are you doing the rest of the interior, or just what is already there with that "doorway to the future"?... lol

you mean the whole fleetboat? maybe..

Kieldk · 03-03-20, 03:14 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by vickers03

coming soon

Wow!!!

Looking good

vickers03 · 03-03-20, 05:47 AM

btw, can someone tell me where the captains cabin in the s-class is located?

propbeanie · 03-03-20, 07:11 AM

Well... The San Francisco Maritime National Park Association has BOOKLETS OF GENERAL PLANS ONLINE, which has a link for the S-26 - but it appears to be the only link not functioning at this time... I was looking for a link on their site to contact them with, or a web master link, but haven't found one yet... Some of the plans are "full", some are only the outer drawings, but some do have the interiors... Seems to me that the S-26 link used to show the interior, but I might be remembering a weird dream...

I wonder if they have something on Facebook to contact them through?...

vickers03 · 03-03-20, 11:16 AM

thanks, i got it. i think the captains room must be in the back where the officer berthing is:

propbeanie · 03-03-20, 11:36 AM

Very nice find. Yes, I agree with you on the location.

Kal_Maximus_U669 · 03-26-20, 11:14 AM

In Patrol

first victims
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Really nice this mods fotrs

Rinaldi · 04-02-20, 06:28 AM

Hey, this thing still on? Quarantine living sees me return to SHIV, running FOTRSU. A little older, a little wiser and (courtesy of Cold Waters) with a much better understanding of hydroacoustics. Boy did it show, an absolute hell of a start of a career in the USS Skate.

Jan 11th, 1944 - Ordered to depart Midway UT, USA to partake in anti-shipping operations for period of 5 days in East China Sea.

Relatively uneventful crossing, engaged and destroyed a Japanese-flagged crab vessel just off the Ryuku Islands on January 25th.

On station January 26th. Didn't have to wait long for contact, 5 on radar scope, small convoy of some sort. We come for them at night, January 27th. Fired a spread, hit two of them, only sunk one. Wounded one took a bow hit and didn't seem to mind one bit. Good thermal layer at 180 feet. Escorts none the wiser. Second and third attacks: simply atrocious. Can feel eyebrows on the ratings arching. Skipper obviously has to shake off some rust, some introspection brought the conclusion that he was being an absolute ninny over AOB. Accuracy went up remarkably after that.

Chance to redeem himself arrived on January 31st, an unescorted oiler. Set up for a stern attack and once again came for her in the night. Three fired, three hits! Outstanding. She breaks up quickly. Surface and knife past the many survivors; they're too shellshocked to do more than glower at us. We rammed a lifeboat too damned fool enough to get out of our way, though I'm not inclined to be sympathetic.

The sinking of the oiler coincided with the end of our time on station. A belly full of reloads and plenty of fuel left meant a request for further orders and COMSUBPAC delivered. Off to just beyond the Luzon Straits for a further 5 days.

Patrol zone would prove largely a bust. Chased a few phantom convoys from naval 'intelligence' but ultimately nothing to show for our efforts save a few Rising-Sun flagged crabbers.

Yet another zone given, this time in the Sulu Sea. First though, and against better judgment, we chased another report from intelligence.

Proving that miracles do happen, this one turned out to be accurate. Radar contact rapidly turned into visual contact after a gutsy day-time surface run.

No escorts. Told the boys to dust off the shot and we maneuvered to come up on their stern, by the time the sluggish merchants had started turning to get their bow mounts on, both were as good as sunk.

Sulu Sea patrol zone would itself prove to be another nothing burger. Atrocious weather throughout the time there. When it wasn't raining, we were getting heavy swells and fog. For the best in all likelihood, as we were down to three torps and no reloads.

This was because the trip in was a bonanza. First, traveling through the Mindoro strait when hydrophone picked up a merchant contact, all alone. Two torps fired astern, and she was gone.

A few days later, as we hugged the edge of the Palawan littoral, radar picked up several contacts traveling in a small convoy. The stalking party got to work, counting fingers and toes, and soon we had worked out an intercept. A few hours later, in moderate swells and a moonless early morning, we came for them. Running on the surface, four torps fired, two a piece for our intended targets; a large whaler and a freighter. The glow-in-the-dark geysers of impacts denoting hits. The whaler rolled quickly and sank slowly, the freighter infuriatingly struggled on with a heavy port list. We turned to starboard and dived, the surface all searchlights, starshells and distress flares. The escort was all bark and no bite, ultimately. Though, she must've had an inkling, as she came uncomfortably close several times and got that freighter out of there. Attack called off after several frustrating hours trying to dodge the slim thing.

Fine piece of work, frankly. Stalking party got pats on the back all around.

Trip home uneventful despite some rude interludes from snooping planes. Went through the many seas of the Philippines, and used what little ammo we had left on fishing vessels unfortunate enough to be flying the meatball ensign. Bofors got some licks in when we did a daytime periscope sweep and spotted a pair of the unfortunates.

Home on March 11, 1944. 61 days and richly rewarded for it; no one talked about the incident with the lifeboat and I wasn't inclined to jog their memories.

12-31-19, 12:03 AM	#4997
Mork_417 Lieutenant Commander Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: DB-15 Posts: 850 Downloads: 263 Uploads: 0	Before S-31 left port for the Lingayen Gulf, her Captain redecorated the base office. __________________ Heading to AM49.(U-553)

01-02-20, 12:35 AM	#4998
Mork_417 Lieutenant Commander Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: DB-15 Posts: 850 Downloads: 263 Uploads: 0	S-31 Patrol Log for Dec 11th thru 21st. Dec 11, 1941 0905 - We arrived at the entry of Lingayen Gulf, and setup our patrol course. Status: 80ft, 5kts, no contacts. Dec 13, 1941 0606 - Sound contact, bearing 272, Long range closing. Adjusting course to intercept. 0639 - Visual yeilded fishing trawler flying American flag. Resumed patrol course. 0757 - Sound contact, bearing 106, Long range closing. Adjusting course to intercept. 0829 - Visual yeilded three fishing trawlers, all flying American flag. Resumed patrol course. Dec 15, 1941 0402 - Sound contact, bearing 247, Long range closing. Adjusting course to intercept. Status: 51ft, 4kts. 0504 - Visual yeilded two fishing trawlers, both flying American flag. Resumed patrol course. Dec 17, 1941 0227 - Spotted a Merchant vessel accompanied by a tug boat, both identified as American. Continued patrol. 0749 - Sound contact, bearing 289, Long range closing. No doubt an American tug boat returning. 0817 - Verified American tug boat. Resumed patrol. Dec 19, 1941 0426 - Sound contact, bearing 064, Long range closing. Suspect an American merchant leaving the area. 0544 - Visual verification, my suspicions were correct. Resuming patrol. Dec 20, 1941 0427 - Received new orders to make our way to Davao Gulf, via SULU & CELEBES seas. Refuel/restock in Mariveles optional. Surfaced, and set full speed on new course. Dec 21, 1941 1044 - Ran into nasty squall off the coast of Mindoro. Dove to 80ft, will surface once clear and resume full speed. 1319 - Sound contact, bearing 355, Long range closing. Hoping this one is not American. If the weather persist, it may not matter what flag the contact is flying. __________________ Heading to AM49.(U-553)

01-25-20, 09:41 AM	#4999
Macgregor the Hammer Chief Join Date: Nov 2019 Location: Minnesota Posts: 325 Downloads: 535 Uploads: 1	Captain's Personal Log Captain's Personal Log R.A.MacGregor April 4, 1942 I finally have command of my own boat! I joined the Navy in ‘32, spent 4 years in the surface fleet on destroyers and my request for transfer to the submarine service was granted. Many of my peers thought this move was tantamount to career suicide. I didn't. I see submarines as a large part of our future navy. My first boat was the S-20 in ‘34. My first impression was I had made a terrible mistake. The S-20 leaked in every flange and gasket. It smelled of mildew, body odor and rot. It handled like a crippled whale; slow to turn, surface and dive. Fortunately, I only did 2 patrols in the Atlantic until I was transferred to the USS Shark, a Porpoise class boat. Our home port was Mare Island, Calif. Our captain, Commander Benneker, was a man of foresight and vision with the mission of the fleet submarine. Submarines were treated mainly as reconnaissance platforms and Pete Benneker, along with other skippers including myself were trying to change that line of thought. As with every other Naval vessel on the west coast, we were sent to Pearl Harbor after the attack. December 7, 1941 changed everything. Our ‘ships of the line’, the battleships are lying in ruins in Pearl Harbor. It may sound cold, but I believe it was a blessing in disguise. The 19th century thinking of two battle lines facing each other in parallel raining projectiles down on each other has gone the way of the Dodo. The aircraft carrier and the submarine is the way of the future. Aircraft carriers and submarines are all we have left at this point. Clyde ‘Johnny’ Johnson, my best friend since college, were in the O-club at Pearl discussing our vision of the submarine where we were overheard by an Admiral Charles Lockwood, Chief of Staff Submarine Forces Pacific. He was impressed with what we had to say. We spoke of using the sub in a much more autonomous fashion. He wanted to start using the 'wolfpack' strategy that has been so successful for Germany. I told him that we have to starve Japan to death by focusing on their merchant fleet, denying shipping lanes and being a 'wild card' in surface battles. Much was discussed that evening and I thought Admiral Lockwood was sincerely interested in what we had to say About a week after that meeting, I was promoted to Lieutenant Commander and given my command by none other than Admiral Lockwood. He told me that I was the type of skipper he was looking for. My new boat, the USS Grouper, a Gato class boat was due in a couple days from Mare Island. I would be on the pier to wait for her -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- April 20, 1942 I watched the Grouper thread her way through the harbor distruction with the help of a tug boat. The band on the pier was playing. She tied up and the crew disembarked. A couple hours later, I met with Lieutenant Commander Stevens, the skipper. With the crew on the mole, we went through the change of command ceremony. The crew dismissed, I asked all the officers to meet me at a small restaurant in Honolulu. I wanted to meet them in a casual scenario to see who I would be working with. We met a 1900 and ordered drinks. The talk was light and casual. My new XO, Lieutenant Paul was a tall, laconic sailor from Maine. He had a shock of blond hair and intelligent blue eyes. He listened more than he spoke. Answers to my questions were well thought out. He had a dry, intelligent sense of humor. I liked him. I knew we would work well together. The rest of the group were good men anxious to go to war with Japan. We were due to leave on our first patrol in about 3 weeks. During that time we would take small cruises around the islands to shake out the boat. During this time, I wanted the crew to get used to my methods. We were also going to drill. We were going to go through scenarios again and again. I wanted the crew able to do their job in their sleep. Our first exercise was a long circle around the island. We went through crash dives, emergency surface, damage control scenarios and numerous torpedo drills. I had the torpedo fire control party running plots on almost every vessel around the harbor. A week of this had the crew tired but confident. My philosophy was to 'Bleed in training, sweat in combat!'. I gave them a 48 hour pass. It would be their last for a while. We were going to sail into harm's way. __________________ "It's impossible to make anything fool proof....Fools are too ingenious!"

03-02-20, 08:44 PM	#5001
propbeanie CTD - it's not just a job Join Date: May 2016 Location: One hour from Music City USA! Posts: 9,911 Downloads: 444 Uploads: 2	Are you doing the rest of the interior, or just what is already there with that "doorway to the future"?... lol __________________ "...and bollocks to the naysayers" - Jimbuna

03-03-20, 07:11 AM	#5006
propbeanie CTD - it's not just a job Join Date: May 2016 Location: One hour from Music City USA! Posts: 9,911 Downloads: 444 Uploads: 2	Well... The San Francisco Maritime National Park Association has BOOKLETS OF GENERAL PLANS ONLINE, which has a link for the S-26 - but it appears to be the only link not functioning at this time... I was looking for a link on their site to contact them with, or a web master link, but haven't found one yet... Some of the plans are "full", some are only the outer drawings, but some do have the interiors... Seems to me that the S-26 link used to show the interior, but I might be remembering a weird dream... I wonder if they have something on Facebook to contact them through?... __________________ "...and bollocks to the naysayers" - Jimbuna

12-26-19, 12:38 AM	#4996
Mios 4Me Sonar Guy Join Date: Feb 2019 Posts: 394 Downloads: 38 Uploads: 0	Possible record for shortest mission? Departed Manila at 0000 on 12/23/41 on a mission to land commandos on Luzon. As I elected to start outside the harbor and the landing zone was just south of there, the mission was completed in just under an hour. Manila ceased being a usable port as I departed; this repeated itself on a later patrol when Surabaya fell less than a day after I left. Admiral Leary in Brisbane was rather quick to point out that the Balao is to base exclusively out of Fremantle for the foreseeable future.

03-02-20, 06:32 PM	#5000
vickers03 Grey Wolf Join Date: May 2007 Location: germany Posts: 980 Downloads: 711 Uploads: 37	coming soon

03-03-20, 05:47 AM	#5005
vickers03 Grey Wolf Join Date: May 2007 Location: germany Posts: 980 Downloads: 711 Uploads: 37	btw, can someone tell me where the captains cabin in the s-class is located?

03-03-20, 11:16 AM	#5007
vickers03 Grey Wolf Join Date: May 2007 Location: germany Posts: 980 Downloads: 711 Uploads: 37	thanks, i got it. i think the captains room must be in the back where the officer berthing is:

03-03-20, 11:36 AM	#5008
propbeanie CTD - it's not just a job Join Date: May 2016 Location: One hour from Music City USA! Posts: 9,911 Downloads: 444 Uploads: 2	Very nice find. Yes, I agree with you on the location. __________________ "...and bollocks to the naysayers" - Jimbuna

03-26-20, 11:14 AM	#5009
Kal_Maximus_U669 Sea Lord Join Date: Jan 2017 Location: France Nord East Posts: 1,796 Downloads: 820 Uploads: 0	Stories and Patrol Logs + Screenshots and Videos (merged) In Patrol first victims https://image.noelshack.com/fichiers...239804-002.png https://image.noelshack.com/fichiers...239857-uss.png https://image.noelshack.com/fichiers...11-capture.jpg https://image.noelshack.com/fichiers...239988-001.png Really nice this mods fotrs Last edited by Kal_Maximus_U669; 03-26-20 at 11:28 AM.

04-02-20, 06:28 AM	#5010
Rinaldi Watch Join Date: Apr 2015 Posts: 28 Downloads: 184 Uploads: 0	Skating along Hey, this thing still on? Quarantine living sees me return to SHIV, running FOTRSU. A little older, a little wiser and (courtesy of Cold Waters) with a much better understanding of hydroacoustics. Boy did it show, an absolute hell of a start of a career in the USS Skate. Jan 11th, 1944 - Ordered to depart Midway UT, USA to partake in anti-shipping operations for period of 5 days in East China Sea. Relatively uneventful crossing, engaged and destroyed a Japanese-flagged crab vessel just off the Ryuku Islands on January 25th. On station January 26th. Didn't have to wait long for contact, 5 on radar scope, small convoy of some sort. We come for them at night, January 27th. Fired a spread, hit two of them, only sunk one. Wounded one took a bow hit and didn't seem to mind one bit. Good thermal layer at 180 feet. Escorts none the wiser. Second and third attacks: simply atrocious. Can feel eyebrows on the ratings arching. Skipper obviously has to shake off some rust, some introspection brought the conclusion that he was being an absolute ninny over AOB. Accuracy went up remarkably after that. Chance to redeem himself arrived on January 31st, an unescorted oiler. Set up for a stern attack and once again came for her in the night. Three fired, three hits! Outstanding. She breaks up quickly. Surface and knife past the many survivors; they're too shellshocked to do more than glower at us. We rammed a lifeboat too damned fool enough to get out of our way, though I'm not inclined to be sympathetic. The sinking of the oiler coincided with the end of our time on station. A belly full of reloads and plenty of fuel left meant a request for further orders and COMSUBPAC delivered. Off to just beyond the Luzon Straits for a further 5 days. Patrol zone would prove largely a bust. Chased a few phantom convoys from naval 'intelligence' but ultimately nothing to show for our efforts save a few Rising-Sun flagged crabbers. Yet another zone given, this time in the Sulu Sea. First though, and against better judgment, we chased another report from intelligence. Proving that miracles do happen, this one turned out to be accurate. Radar contact rapidly turned into visual contact after a gutsy day-time surface run. No escorts. Told the boys to dust off the shot and we maneuvered to come up on their stern, by the time the sluggish merchants had started turning to get their bow mounts on, both were as good as sunk. Sulu Sea patrol zone would itself prove to be another nothing burger. Atrocious weather throughout the time there. When it wasn't raining, we were getting heavy swells and fog. For the best in all likelihood, as we were down to three torps and no reloads. This was because the trip in was a bonanza. First, traveling through the Mindoro strait when hydrophone picked up a merchant contact, all alone. Two torps fired astern, and she was gone. A few days later, as we hugged the edge of the Palawan littoral, radar picked up several contacts traveling in a small convoy. The stalking party got to work, counting fingers and toes, and soon we had worked out an intercept. A few hours later, in moderate swells and a moonless early morning, we came for them. Running on the surface, four torps fired, two a piece for our intended targets; a large whaler and a freighter. The glow-in-the-dark geysers of impacts denoting hits. The whaler rolled quickly and sank slowly, the freighter infuriatingly struggled on with a heavy port list. We turned to starboard and dived, the surface all searchlights, starshells and distress flares. The escort was all bark and no bite, ultimately. Though, she must've had an inkling, as she came uncomfortably close several times and got that freighter out of there. Attack called off after several frustrating hours trying to dodge the slim thing. Fine piece of work, frankly. Stalking party got pats on the back all around. Trip home uneventful despite some rude interludes from snooping planes. Went through the many seas of the Philippines, and used what little ammo we had left on fishing vessels unfortunate enough to be flying the meatball ensign. Bofors got some licks in when we did a daytime periscope sweep and spotted a pair of the unfortunates. Home on March 11, 1944. 61 days and richly rewarded for it; no one talked about the incident with the lifeboat and I wasn't inclined to jog their memories. Last edited by Rinaldi; 04-02-20 at 06:37 AM.