Lunga Point (CVE 94) - Naval Cruise Book

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considering tl1e l'z11't that 711 per 1'e11t ol' tl1e Sl1ip'sCo111pz111y had never even been to sea be- fore. lt was not, lllt'I't'liUl't', too lllllfll ol' ll sur- prise when on Saturday, 15.l11ly 11144: 12-Iti Steaniing as hel'ore. 12117 Pilot eame aboard. 1212 ciOllll1'1Cl1l't'Cl standing i11 to Fin- SCl'12lllCll, New Guinea liarbor on various courses and speeds. Pilot, Captaiii Bell, Royal Aus- tralian Navy, at the eonn. Captain, Executive Otlicer and Navigator on the bridge. 1233 Stationed all special sea details. 1326 A11- chored i11 Dreger Harbor, FlIlSCl13liCl1, New Guinea, in I5 fathoms of water, mud a11d eoral bottom, with 45 fathoms of chain out to the port anchor o11 the following bearings, Left tangent of lylatura Island 03901-N, right ta11ge11t of Nussing Island IQIOFF, Nababa11gd11 Point ooo.5OT. SQPA: U.S.S. Luzzga Point. 1355 secured special sea details. Set Condition ol' Readiness HI, Material Condition Baker. Cut out generator 3, cut in generator 2. Gen- erators 1 and 2 in use. All engines in standby condition. 1400 Set clocks back one hour. New Guinea presented a picturesque sight to us from the ship soon after the first landfall, with her stately coconut palms swinging gently in the breeze, but after coming to anchor we had a close-up view that was not so pretty, be- cause we then saw the ravages of war at first hand. The outer islands were entirely burned out of all undergrowth from shellfire, and even the graceful palms still standing were shell- scarred and broken. While this was a horrible sight to us then, it was to be a common sight to us in the future, since most every island we visited during our Hrst year bore such mute evidence of the ravages of warg damage to nature's beauty that would take generations to restore. Shortly after arriving in Finschafen we se- cured doeking space and shifted over to the pier where we immediately started unloading our cargo of planes and disembarking our many passengers. Not a one of our passengers knew exactly where he was going, their orders merely designated various bases with eode names, however, they all disembarked at Fin- schafen for further transportation to their 111- timate destinations, and they were a funny, yet pathetic sight as they stepped from that quickly thrown up dock into the foot-deep mud of New Guinea, not knowing how or when they were leaving there or where they were going. lrlziving gotten our ship down there, we were quite prepared lor most any kind of a surprise. 'l'he entire W1-st Coast ol' the United States was, at that time, operating under Hdim-outa, con- ' '5 XY S4 4 45, . 4..1.4 'I 11115 D111-l11-11 ill l'llIlSCl12llit'l1, New fillllltill 1'z'11l1'1.' .Xqiia-planiml' at New fillll1t'2iQ Imll1m1.' Nliillllti Camp at New Guinea.

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jumped from mid-night Saturday to mid-night Sunday with very little elliort, the principal effort being for the Qiuartermasters to inove the ship's chronoineters forward L24 hours. Con- sequently, we held Divine Services on Mon- day, but all hands were looking forward with pleasant anticipation to 'cgetting that Sunday backi' on our return journey to 'fUncle Sugar, which eouldn't be too soon for us. Cruising along over the broad expanse of the Pacific, it suddenly occurred to us that the civilian Nyvee was doing a remarkable job, because we were almost to our destination, and we hadn't Hgotten off the roadw even once, though, one of those lawyer OODJS did Hrun us out on the shouldern about 5oo miles a couple of times, but he was assisted to some extent by our Navigator, who is actually a dry ice salesman in civilian life, the extent of his navigating heretofore having been to plot a course from his home to his plant in San Fran- cisco. At any rate, it seemed perfectly un- canny that we were, at least, in the general vicinity of the South Pacific, and not too far from Finschafen, New Guinea. In all fairness, however, we must admit that we had had some help in getting the cfboatw that far, because, to be honest about it, there were scattered remnants of the ccOld Nyveen to be found here and there in more or less strategic parts of the ship. Our Air Cfficer, in charge of Hflying Lowly Pollywog receives nourishment. Ti' machine operations. was of the 'fairly old Nye,-4-X having graduated lrurii the Naval Aeadeniy in iiijgf, l ortuiiatrIy, our Head Meeliaiiif' fSUlllt'iAUlliSt'2llllllllllll1'fililil'iiEI1gi- neeri was of the l ightiiig Nyrc-e. and he had live other regulars to help him grind the valves, put in new rings, clean the spark plugs, remove the earbon, ehange the oil, adjust the .. '-tff 't 4 gig' .614 N :' ' s .4 J ,rs . Y N Q, -. fi. PX4. Q ' P ji'-.Q Z f rf Q 55 '- - 1 X f 2 :Q-E s HN S ,. T - S h . ' ! I x F1 I ., as -at , 1 'X :N L ' ill . points on the distributor head, and keep her otherwise tuned upf, Then, we had a Boat- swain Cpronounced Bos'nMj to pull in the anchorf' We had a fellow down in the C. 81 R. Department to teach us wood-carving as well as to repair leaks in the plumbing. Then there was another one up in the Radio Shack to get the news out of the air for us. We also had another one up there as CXMO. Then, there was a long, lean and lanky guy known as the Cunner,', who was supposed to teach us to shoot, but we never see him when the shootin's going on. There was also a fellow known as the c'Gas King, his job corresponding to that of the corner filling station operator, because it was none other than Hthat guyw who was constantly and eternally outing the smoking lampi' while he filled the tanks of our uflying machinesf, Then, we had a HShipis Scrive- nern Qsome call him the Ship's Clerki, and, believe me, we needed him because anyone who has ever attempted to write an official letter the Nyvee way is thoroughly eonvineed that it takes a specialist of long standing to write it ccaccording to the bookf' Last but not least, we had about twenty-live Chief Petty OfhCCl'S and possibly fifty enlisted men to form a nucleus on which our Skipper had to work in training us into a first-class fighting crew. Therefore, taking everything into consideration, it must be admitted that the civilians didn't hdrive the boatw down that far all by themselves, al- though, evcn the civilians, at that point, as 21 result of their intensive indoctrination pI'O- gram, were beginning to take on the appear- ance of 'fOld Saltsfi which was quite surprising m

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ditions at night that closely resembled a Hblack- out, and all the way down we had religiously darkened ship one-half hour before sunset each evening, and no one was allowed to smoke in any exposed location. What could have been more surprising to us, then, than to learn that there would be no black-out in Finsehafen, even in our ship? That night, Finschafen and the surrounding military installations looked like Times Square. It seemed quite bold to us, what with thousands of japs entrapped just north of us around Wewak. At any rate, we had no attack that night and were able to pro- ceed with our job of unloading unmolested. We had another surprise in the distorted picture we had had of the natives. Naturally, we had all read books, and we had all seen movies about the South Pacific, and we ex- pected to find the natives not bad to look at to say the least. Since our stay there was to be short, very few were allowed to leave the dock. Fortunately, however, the Captain needed some khaki pants, and when the Old Man needs khaki pants the Shipis Service Officer has to go into action, in fact, when the Skipper needs anything, somebody has to go into ac- tion. The only good thing that ever came out of being Shipis Service 0Hicer was the oppor- tunity to go shopping for the Gaptainis pants in New Guinea. We, being Ship's Service Gflicer at the time, bright and early the next morning, took our Number 2 Jeep, hoping to find the Gaptainas pants at an Army Post Ex- change we had heard of about ten miles up the coast. We took along Bos'n Luck and Dr. MacDonald, UBoats,' to help us weigh an- chor in that mud, and Dr. MacDonald to treat us in case of snake bite, because we had already heard of an eight foot python crawling in the bunk of an Army Ofhcer his very first night there. W - After leaving the dock, we found that the SeaBees, as usual, had done an excellent job of building roads up and down the coast, so we headed north along a very good dirt road, only occasionally running into deep mud, We passed camp after camp of Army and SeaBee unitsas we drove along through the hot, humid groves of coconut palms. We finally found the Post Exchange we were looking for, but they didn't have the correct size pants for the Captain, so we began our return ourney to the ship. ' On the way up we had seen numerous natives in British uniform, patrolling the roads, but we hadn't seen any natives in their native dr road, we saw 'two intlivicltizils with a very g'sun-burn emerging from the jungle on port hand. Slowing down to get a good look it turned out that they were none other t New Guinea's lJagwood and Blondie,' out for a Sunday morning stroll. NVe had always heard that the natives in these parts made the women do all the work, and these two con- firmed it. Pop'i was out front, wearing a loin cloth and nothing else, and carrying about a six foot stall' in his right hand. He seemed to be awfully well built and in the best of shape physically. lt was, of course, impossible to tell his age, but, though he didn't look it, we guessed his age as about fifty. L'Mom was trudging along about six feet astern, wearing a length of what appeared to be brightly colored, but dirty, gingham wrapped around her body from her arm pits to just above her knees, and she was carrying a heavy burden on her back, suspended in a sort of sling from her head. She was diminutive to say the least, and appeared to be about I 5 years old, but not holding her youth too well under the burden imposed on her by being Dagwoodas spouse. She was everything but the Dorothy Lamour type we had expected to find. ess. lrilmlly, returning to the ship along this jungle dark our 9 han Returning to the ship, we found them load- ing old planes and a few passengers for trans- portation back to the States. We also found lots of visitors at our Gedunk,' Stand, buying ice cream and anything else we could sell them. These Army lads and SeaBees had been there a long time without too much in the way of luxuries, so it was a pleasure to let them have anything we could spare, including our upre- cious cargo. We also found three Army Nurses, not too glamorous looking in their cover-alls, waiting for the Shipis Service Gfiicer to see if he would sell each of them one of the pretty leather compacts that were reserved for the Ship's Company. After one good look at them we realized that they were in desperate need of something to combat the effects of the New Guinea climate on their complexionsg so we let them each have one, and they were three happy girls if we ever saw any. As 3 matter of fact, we believe they would gladly have paidfive times the price we charged them. The sight of these three girls, undergoing the same hardships as the men in New Guinea, convinced us of the many sacrifices they HFC