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Excerpt from Capt. Walker’s Book on U-boat
hunting.
Chapter XIV
The Nelson Touch.
Liverpool to rendezvous off Northern Ireland with the aircraft
carriers Nairana and Activity for a hunting strike into mid-Atlantic. The Group
was back to full strength - Starling, Wild Goose, Kite, Wren, Woodpecker and
Magpie. After the appalling storms of December, fresh paintwork gleamed dully in
a pale wintry sun. Leaks had been plugged, damage repaired, tailwags stopped,
and there was every reason for this striking force to be fit, ready and eager to
destroy the enemy if he could be found. The carriers’ aircraft would be their
eyes.
To his officers, Walker confessed his dislike of having to operate with carriers
but found some consolation in the hope that they would act as irresistible bait
for the u-boats. He grinned appreciatively on the first night out when a a bleak
half-obscured moon showed both “flat-tops” clearly visible at 5 miles or more.
He mentioned this on the bridge, but the carriers were left in ignorance of
their nakedness, it being considered bad for their morale to tell them.
On February 1st they were drawing near to the battleground, steaming in hunting
formation, the sloops in line abreast, a mile apart, and the carriers zigzagging
independently a mile behind them. Shortly after 10 am all seemed peaceful enough
; it was a crisp, cold morning with a slight swell and a calm sea. In Starling,
Alan Burn had exercised his gun crews, Woodpecker had carried out depth - charge
drill, and in Wild Goose on the port extreme of the line, Commander Wemyss was
discussing their “dead reckoning” position with his navigator in the chartroom.
Suddenly a shout came down the bridge voicepipe.
“Captain, Sir, submarine echo to starboard!”
Wemyss rushed to the bridge, and a quick report from the asdic operator made it
clear that it was a U-boat trying to penetrate the screen for a close shot at
the bait. Wemyss turned to look back at the carriers and, to his horror, saw
Nairana turn on a zig to port bringing her in the enemy’s direction. At any
moment she would be sitting squarely in the U-boat’s sights. Wemyss rapped out
orders.
“Hard a’starboard.....Full speed.......Hoist attacking flag........Tell Leader
on R/T I am attacking.” The enemy had passed between Wild Goose and her
neighbour, Magpie, by the time Wemyss had turned his ship and was slithering in
for the first attack. Wemyss blinked a warning to Nairana to get out of the way
and without waiting for a perfect run-in, dropped a ten-charge pattern more to
scare the enemy than to sink him. Nairana was still in danger.
As soon as he received Wemyss’s report, Walker flashed a signal to Nairana
ordering her to head out to starboard at full steam. He repeated the order to
Activity and told off Kite, Wren and Woodpecker to screen them. Then he headed
towards the battle while Wild Goose was drawing off and Magpie about to follow
with another attack. This yielded no result and Magpie was sent off to assist in
screening the carrier, leaving Wild Goose and Starling to continue the hunt.
“Unquestionably, Nairana was saved by Wild Goose’s exemplary speed and
decision,” Walker said later. “Another minute or two and she would have been a
sitter. When Magpie had left to join the remainder of our force, Wild Goose
handed me asdic contact with the Boche on a plate. I could ask nothing better
than to take the field again partnered by this doughty, well-trained warrior.
Conditions were good, though the wind was rising and stirring up the sea a bit.”
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