Originally Posted by Frame57

Back to the Mediterranean Sea... We used to call othe Med. our front yard and the Barents Sea our backyard, I guess because those were our homes away from home. Well, I guess we received Comms. to go check out a Soviet Sub tender parked right smack dap in the middle of the Med. This was interesting to me because the U.S. Tenders usually are parked pierside somewhere. Not the Soviets! They take em and do their thing in open seas. We struck Gold. Tied up to the tender if memory serves me right was a Victor and a Charlie class. It was broad daylight and we had our #2 scope set up with a video feed and a monitor placed above our fire control and one in the crews mess out of all places. We ran a few passes under the subs doing "underhull surveys". One Chief commented and said, "This is more fun than looking up a gals skirt..." It was impressive to be able to see what the CO was seeing and recording through #2 scope. The Skipper raised the elevation of the scope to check out the tender and we saw a bunch of Soviet sailors near the stern frantically making obscene gestures at us. This was astonishing because we could see them from about 95 to 100 feet under the water. That is how good the resolution was and how clear the waters of the Med are. They could see us clear as a bell. The next thing to happen was a lot of active Sonar and a surface craft of some sort was steaming our way fast, so deep we went and hid several miles away. We did this again a day later, only this time one of the Subs had deployed by then. I actually tried making a single mission like this. but dang if I know how to get a sub to just sit still. Anyway, I hope they felt violated by us American Sub voyeur's:yep:

Originally Posted by TopTorp '92

I started out on a CCS-MK 1 fire control system that used the older main frame computers (UYK-7.) After a couple of years on my first boat, I took up a second C-school and was trained on the newer AN/BSY-1 fire control system that used the newer UYK-43 mainframe computer along with several enhancements. One feature was a training mode where the sonar system could simulate targets much more effectively than the older CCS MK-1.
So our CO thinks this is pretty neat stuff until one day our WEPS schedules training, forgetting to communicate the simulation exercise to the CO.
You can imagine the sequence of events:
Sonar reports a contact, probably submerged.
Weps is OOD, so he naturally wants to station the Fire Control Tracking Party, a collection of off-watch FTs, and junior officers.
This goes on for an hour or so. Sonar reports add detail and confidence to the submerged identity of the contact.
Fire Control gets multiple legs of range information.
The Torpedo Room has the weapons simulator hooked up with the tube flooded.
Now the skipper enters the Control Room and wants to know WTF. He doesn’t need to speak to the OOD since he can see what’s happening. He then orders battle stations and the crew is up and running about. Naturally the COB looks puzzled when he arrives but doesn’t say a word. Of course, the XO is just as clueless as the CO.
Next come firing point procedures. Oh baby, I’m thinking to myself, skipper’s gonna be pissed when that water slug fails to clear the wire.
Before giving the order to fire the tube, the skipper wants to know who gave the order to load the tube. Only then does he realize the last hour and a half have been a simulation.
We all stood down from battle stations and WEPS/OOD had to get a relief and see the CO in the Wardroom. It wasn’t pretty after that.

Originally Posted by Pingjockey

Alright here is a good one for you 688 types.

While on westpac back in the mid 90's my sonar shack would come up with ways to kill time. This would be anything from taping the on-coming watch sections coffee mugs to the overhead to messing with headphones or any number of other things.

Then a good friend of mine comes up with the idea of a Dit-dot bomb. He sat up in CSES(Combat systems Electronic space) with a three hole bunch and a ream of paper.

He spent hours collecting all the dit-dots from the 3 hole punch and putting them in bags. A few days later he started filling empty toliet paper rolls with these dit-dots and started to hide them in various parts of the boat. He would wrap them with black eb-green tape and put a thin sheet of toliet paper over one end and attach a thread or some shot line to the paper so that when you yanked the string the dit dots would fall all over the place.

Well it got brutal with these things and my chief told us to stop with these damn bombs. He made the off-going watch sonar watch section field day the shack and such to pick all these dit-dots. He had thought he got them all but he was wrong.

If anyone remembers how a 688 control room looked they would recall that there was a ventalation duct right above the Dive's head. Well it seems my pal decided to hide a dit-dot bomb in the over head right above the vent.

It was 3 days away from our return from deployment and our chief was sitting dive. Well, he looked up and saw this string hanging out in front of the duct. Well being curious he pulled it and the next you know it's looking like a blizzard because the dit-dots fell out of the over head and were blown all over control, the BCP and the SCP.

Needless to say that the entire sonar division was out cleaning up dit-dots for weeks.

Ahh the strange things bubbleheads do...

I got a few more stories if anyone wants me to post them.

Originally Posted by Pingjockey

Ahh dit-dots are the little paper circles you get when you use a three hole punch.

Originally Posted by Pingjockey

Alright here is a good one for you 688 types.

While on westpac back in the mid 90's my sonar shack would come up with ways to kill time. This would be anything from taping the on-coming watch sections coffee mugs to the overhead to messing with headphones or any number of other things.

Then a good friend of mine comes up with the idea of a Dit-dot bomb. He sat up in CSES(Combat systems Electronic space) with a three hole bunch and a ream of paper.

He spent hours collecting all the dit-dots from the 3 hole punch and putting them in bags. A few days later he started filling empty toliet paper rolls with these dit-dots and started to hide them in various parts of the boat. He would wrap them with black eb-green tape and put a thin sheet of toliet paper over one end and attach a thread or some shot line to the paper so that when you yanked the string the dit dots would fall all over the place.

Well it got brutal with these things and my chief told us to stop with these damn bombs. He made the off-going watch sonar watch section field day the shack and such to pick all these dit-dots. He had thought he got them all but he was wrong.

If anyone remembers how a 688 control room looked they would recall that there was a ventalation duct right above the Dive's head. Well it seems my pal decided to hide a dit-dot bomb in the over head right above the vent.

It was 3 days away from our return from deployment and our chief was sitting dive. Well, he looked up and saw this string hanging out in front of the duct. Well being curious he pulled it and the next you know it's looking like a blizzard because the dit-dots fell out of the over head and were blown all over control, the BCP and the SCP.

Needless to say that the entire sonar division was out cleaning up dit-dots for weeks.

Ahh the strange things bubbleheads do...

I got a few more stories if anyone wants me to post them.

Originally Posted by Bubblehead Nuke

Bored nukes. You have to love them.

On a deployement we were doing our 'push the dome' routine. No drills, no maintenance, no nothing. It was get up, stand watch, go to sleep. We were doing our best to make NO noise (ok, we were in trail and were REALLY doing our job but that is beyond the scope of this post).

Boredom sets in and we start chatting at the ladders between watch stations. You know, the 'what if' discussions.

We found one that REALLY intrigued us and we latched onto it as it would require a LOT of thought and planning.

Originally Posted by Pingjockey

I can't tell you how many times us coners have discussed this. Although I have never seen it in a log before. I have seen the quote book make it's rounds through the cone and through the engine room. And I must say bubbleheads can come up with some pretty funny crap.