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The
grounding of SS Runic on Middleton Reef
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| In early July
2002 the big breaking news story covered by the British media was the
grounding of HMS Nottingham on Wolf Rock – a well-marked marine hazard near
Lord Howe Island, 420 nautical miles north east of Sydney, Australia. The
multi million pound Type 42 destroyer had somehow strayed off course and
drove on to the rock, albeit in poor weather, some time after manoeuvres to
evacuate a seriously ill seaman by helicopter to nearby Lord Howe Island.
The incident occurred after the ship’s captain had flown ashore to rub noses
with the natives and have dinner with the island’s Marine Services Manager,
by way of thanks for their assistance during the medevac. |
RIGHT: The
Runic in harbour |
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As I
sat at home watching news footage of the pride of Her Majesty’s navy scarred
by a 160 ft hole stretching down the side of the vessel, I couldn’t help
wondering to myself how a highly trained Royal Navy crew couldn’t navigate
past Australia without hitting it? Just then, my uncle John – who had popped
in to my home for a brief visit – chipped in, “That’s very near to where my
old ship ran aground back in the ‘60s.” Thus, I learned the tale of how the
SS Runic – the largest refrigerated cargo vessel in the world at that time –
was lost under similar circumstances back in the early 1960s.
John
- or ‘Seonaidh an Irish’ as he’s known locally - was one of countless
Hebrideans who joined the Merchant Navy throughout much of the 20th century
in search of adventure and to send some money back home to help support
parents and family. Just about every island home had a member or relative
sailing ‘deep sea’, employed by such illustrious commercial shipping names
as the White Star Line, Blue Funnel, Shaw Saville and the New Zealand
Shipping Company, to name but a few.
John
was one of four Hebrideans who boarded the Shaw Savill & Albion owned SS
Runic in Liverpool on 14 December 1960; all of whom were from Ness in the
Isle of Lewis. The others were: Donald MacDonald (Dòmhnall Thomain), The
Bungalow, Skigersta, who was the ship’s bosun; Donald Nicolson (Dòmhnall
Beag an Fhiosaich), 13 Lionel; and Donald Morrison (Dòmhnall Alasdair an
Tiger), 49 Cross Skigersta Rd.
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The
outward passage proved to be fairly uneventful and the vessel finally
arrived on the other side of the world, visiting the Australian ports of
Freemantle, Adelaide, Melbourne, Sydney and Brisbane to discharge the mixed
cargo it had carried from England. With the hold now empty, the Runic set
sail for Auckland, New Zealand, to pick up a cargo of chilled fresh lamb and
apples – exactly the type of produce the refrigerated freighter had been
designed to carry. The
Runic slipped her moorings and set off for Auckland at around midnight one
dark, overcast, night in February 1961; determined to make speed and arrive
in the New Zealand port before a competing German vessel could take the
single available berth, as well as the valuable load that both ships were
targeting. Missing the berth would mean a long, unproductive, month at
anchor outside Auckland harbour before the ship could finally dock and take
on a replacement cargo, fuel and stores.
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John Campbell as he appeared on his seaman's Discharge Book |
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was heavy drizzle and ominous clouds overhead as the Runic left Brisbane to
chase the waiting cargo in Auckland. The conditions made it impossible to
take sightings from the sun and stars to plot an accurate course across the
Tasman Sea – the 1250 miles of water separating Australia from New Zealand.
This, combined with the skipper’s determination to arrive in Auckland before
the competition, would have disastrous consequences for the ship and crew.
The vessel’s captain remained oblivious to the fact that he was steering the
Runic at speed towards Middleton Reef; situated on the east coast of
Australia, about 120 miles north of Lord Howe Island. Inevitably, the Runic
struck the semi-submerged reef in the early hours of 19 February 1961, about
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The
sea conditions were “flat calm”, according to John, when the vessel,
travelling at a brisk 17 knots, hit the edge of the reef and slid up over it
for about 25 metres before finally coming to a juddering halt. The crew were
mostly in their bunks, resting before docking in New Zealand, and John
vividly recalls the moment of impact when he tried to rouse a still
slumbering Dòmhnall Beag with the news: “Siuthad dùisg, a Dhòmhnaill. Tha
sinn air na creagan” (Wake up, Donald. We’re on the rocks”), to which the
disbelieving crewman responded, “Dùin do chab, agus cuir às an solas!”
(“Shut up, and switch off the lights”).
The
freighter had hit the reef bow-on, leaving only the aft quarter of the
vessel in deep water. Lifeboats were prepared in readiness for an
evacuation, but were not used: there was no panic, just a sickening
realisation that they were stuck fast with no immediate possibility of
escape.
A
mayday call was sent, but the ship was resting on the reef and did not
appear in imminent danger of sinking. The ship’s officers quickly surveyed
the vessel for damage: the hull appeared largely undamaged. However, as the
wind and seas picked up over the next few days the unladen vessel began to
rock and pitch on a submerged ridge. Fearing that this action might tear
the plating, the captain ordered that the ballast tanks be filled to improve
stability and reduce further damage to the hull. A storm subsequently
descended on the area and the captain finally gave the order, “Stand by to
abandon ship!”
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ferocious seas swept across the deck, the captain’s wife – who had
accompanied him on the trip – refused to board the lifeboat, and the
‘abandon ship’ order was rescinded. Several miles distant and out of sight
of the Runic crew due to the spray coming off the reef and the blackness of
the night, a passing tramp ship, the Brighton, had picked up the Mayday and
stood by for three days to render what assistance it could - the vessel
wouldn’t come close to the Runic because of the conditions, fearing that it
might also come to grief on Middleton. A few days later, HMAS Vendetta and
two tugs arrived from Sydney to attempt a salvage operation. Over the
following weeks, the Shaw Savill vessels Alaric and Illyric also brought
additional salvage equipment, pumps, supplies and fuel from Newcastle, New
South Wales. A
tropical storm then hit the area, pushing the Runic a further ten metres
deeper onto the reef and turning the boat through ninety degrees to leave
the vessel lying parallel with the edge of the reef. |
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The
strategy adopted by the salvage team was to cut holes through each of the
vessel’s holds to allow several strong wire cables to be carried up through
the length of the ship, which were then secured to the powerful winches
positioned at each of the Runic’s holds. Anchors were then attached to the
other ends of the cables and dropped a few hundred metres off the ship’s
stern. The Runic’s own anchors were also employed in this operation: they
were gently lowered down on to two lashed lifeboats decked with hatch boards
and carried towards rescue vessels lying in deeper water, which then dropped
the ship’s anchors onto the seabed.
The
Royal Australian Navy’s boom defence vessel Karangi had also been hired to
support the salvage operation. However, after helping to lay the anchors
around the Runic’s stern, Karangi was forced to head back to Sydney after
developing boiler trouble. With powerful tugs hauling from seaward and the
Runic’s own winches pulling at the cables running through the length of the
vessel, the crew managed to turn the boat so that the stern was once again
pointing towards open water. However, the Runic steadfastly refused to slide
off the reef.
Throughout this, the crew still had to be fed and accommodated aboard Runic.
A makeshift kitchen was set up in one of the holds, using halved oil drums
to fashion a barbecue style cooking arrangement; burning dunnage (timber
packing) for fuel. With the freezers not working, frozen food had been
wrapped in table cloths from the dining room to preserve it for as long as
possible. Fresh water was strictly rationed: seawater was used for toilets
and for showering. Several of the stewards and greasers – who had a bit
more time on their hands than the busy engineers and deckhands - would
occasionally fish for shark and grouper from the boat using baited meat
hooks. The coral-encrusted reef was easily accessible during low water, and
some of the crew regularly went ‘walkabout’, exploring the vast marine shelf
that was Middleton Reef. However, these forays away from the ship were
suddenly curtailed after they were advised of the presence of stonefish (a
tropical scorpion fish that discharges deadly poison from dorsalfin spines)
that sheltered among submerged rocks and crevices.
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The Runic
stuck fast on Middleton Reef during the salvage operation, with the tug
Carlock standing by on the edge of the reef |
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Approximately five weeks after the freighter had been grounded on Middleton
Reef, the cables were all set out and secured to the seabed as the tugs
remained on standby in preparation for a concerted effort to float the Runic
at the next spring tide.
However, luck would deal the salvage team a final cruel blow when a tropical
storm warning suddenly arrived, forcing them to finally abandon any hope of
successfully refloating Runic. The cables, anchors and other equipment were
hurriedly retrieved and secured before the tugs retreated to the relative
safety of Lord Howe Island. The cyclone soon enveloped the reef, with huge
waves crashing over the helpless ship; smashing portholes, sweeping away the
gangway and tearing lifeboats off their fixings, leaving them dangling
precariously from their davits. Not permitted to shelter down below because
of the danger of capsize, the crew huddled together in a corner of the deck.
Despite the ballast that had been taken on board, the heavy seas lifted the
Runic and once again turned her parallel with the edge of the reef, pushing
the ship a further few hundred feet further in, scarring the coral as it
ploughed a path. The hull’s steel plating was torn open on the seaward side
by the movement of the boat on the reef and the relentless high seas
pummelling against it. The noise of yielding metal and crashing water was
deafening, and the engine room soon became flooded, cutting power and light
within the ship. The crew could do nothing other than try and stay as safe
as possible until the cyclone eventually receded two and a half days later,
when calm finally returned. On 22 March 1961, the SS Runic was finally
officially declared a ‘constructive total loss’.
The
following day, with no power for heat, light or equipment, the crew set
about salvaging whatever could be dismantled and carried off the ship, such
as small items of plant, tools, ropes, canvas, paint, charts, wheelhouse
equipment and, of course, the ‘bond’ (the crew were each allowed three cans
of beer per day).
The
saved items were ferried across to another Shaw Savill vessel, the ‘Arabic’,
for onward shipment to Sydney. During one occasion, while the Arabic’s
lifeboat was alongside the Runic to evacuate some of the crew, the sailors
below soon found themselves diving for cover as beer cans began raining down
on top of them: one enterprising, though inebriated, Hebridean had somehow
managed to relieve the bond of some of its stock, but failed to secure it
properly about his person before descending down the precarious rope ladder.
Of
the seventy-two crewmembers that had left Brisbane, sixty-nine had stayed on
board until the fifth week of salvage. In the sixth week, John was one of a
handful of men who remained, while the rest were taken off by the Arabic.
The skeleton crew was on Runic until the Karangi returned to the reef for
her equipment, and to support Shaw Savill’s right of salvage. Then Runic’s
entire crew were taken to Sydney, where they were accommodated at the city’s
Naval Barracks.
Fortunately, no one was badly injured throughout the six weeks the crew had
been stranded on the reef, despite the atrocious weather conditions they
sometimes faced and the dangerous salvage work they were engaged in.
After
a week’s rest, a plane was chartered to fly the crew back to the UK. As luck
would have it, this journey would also be far from routine. Flying from
Sydney and stopping briefly at Darwin to refuel, the crew finally left
Australia for home. However, shortly after taking off from Karachi, enroute
to Calcutta, one of the aircraft’s engines suddenly burst into flames in mid
air. This latest incident proved too much for one member of the Runic’s crew
– a Polish exile - whose nerves had already been severely tested by six
weeks of hell on Middleton Reef.
Struck by a severe panic attack, the sailor had to be forcibly restrained
and lashed to his seat by the plane’s cabin staff. The aircraft successfully
made an emergency landing at Calcutta, but had to return to Karachi for a
replacement engine, before the Runic’s crew eventually managed to resume
their journey back home to the UK.
On 27
March 1961, John and his three Hebridean colleagues finally received their
discharge papers after six eventful weeks desperately trying to save their
ship. Unfortunately, John is the only one of the Niseach contingent on
Runic to survive to this day, while the slowly disintegrating hulk of the
once-proud ship remains a clearly visible and celebrated feature on the
western edge of Middleton Reef – today, a National Nature Reserve.
The
13,587-ton SS Runic was one of a trio of Shaw Savill & Albion twin-screw
steamships commissioned around 1950. Launched from Harland & Wolff, Belfast,
she entered service in March 1950. Her sister ship SS Suevic also left the
Belfast yard in July 1950, with the 13,594 ton SS Persic launched earlier in
June 1949 from the Cammell Laird shipyard in Birkenhead.
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