The Sunday Sermonette and thought of the day is simply that you can beat a lot of things, but you will never beat the clock. (Ask not for whom the bell tolls.) This was prompted by the previous blog post (here). Any wet sub mission is very physically and mentally challenging. The MK-8 SDV and even more so the MK-9 SDV with a combat load out and mission profile is not for the feint of heart. 

SEAL Delivery Vehicle Team One (then based at NAB Coronado) DDS Platoon and Delta Platoon

It was over twenty-five years ago. Seems like yesterday. I was a drilling reservist at NR ST-1/3/5), doing a Dry Dock Shelter exercise with a Mark 8 SEAL Delivery Vehicle in the Sea of Cortez.
The USS Cavalla  (SSN 684) was turned into razor blades between then and now — entropy. 
sic transit gloria mundi

12 COMMENTS

  1. You can't beat the clock but you can enjoy the seconds.

    The sub on your previous post looks like a cool toy. Better than a jet ski.

  2. The hippie version of you Latin phrase is "The Time They Are Achanging". I can surely see why leaving a sub is not for the faint of heart. I think even going aboard one is not for the faint of heart. Including me. Give me a tin can any day.

  3. I know – I know, you liked to drop ash cans and light off ASROC's…

    But there are still just two kinds of ships, subs and targets.

  4. And old sub dude saw me wearing my ship cap in the mall. In telling our lies, he said the sub crew call us targets. I pissed him off when I told him we call the subs dead. (and the don't use ash cans anymore.)

  5. I find it interesting that the Russians still use those RBU's (hedgehogs). They never throw anything away.

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