- Contributed by
- People in story:
- Mr Frank Cawley, Merchant Seaman from Liverpool
- Location of story:
- Reykjavik, Charles H Salter
- Background to story:
- Royal Navy
- Article ID:
- Contributed on:
- 10 October 2005
This story was submitted to the Peoples War site by Jas from Global Information Centre Eastbourne and has been added to the website on behalf of Mr Cawley with his permission and he fully understands the site’s terms and conditions
Another account of my memories of WW2 is my shipwreck episode on the Charles H Salter, which was a Canadian ship.
It was on the 28th November 1945 I sailed from Liverpool to Reykjavik Iceland and crossing the North Sea the weather was very rough. As we got near the coast off Iceland it got worse.
I was on the helm at midnight and at four o' clock I passed over the helm to another man.
This meant I could go down to my cabin for a well-earned rest. I had only been there a short time when there was a big bump!
I realised something had happened!
I went up to the boat deck where the rest of the crew were, it was still dark and I found we had run aground!
We got a rocket line from the coast, which we attached to another thick line and then,
we attached a sort of chair onto that line and one by one we were rescued.
Then we had a nice free holiday in Reykjavik, until we got a ship back home.
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