Go-Fast, Go-Boom

     A very large part of my career was operating in the Caribbean Sea conducting Counter-Narcotics Operations with the Joint Interagency Task Force (JIATF). In December 2005, we were patrolling around in our assigned box and we get a late afternoon call over the command net from JIATF. They had confirmed through intel that a go-fast had left Columbia and was enroute toward Mexico. Our mission was to rendevous with a Coast Guard HITRON Helo about 150 nautical miles away from our current position, which was embarked on a Cutter, and provide a Deck for them to land and transit a high speed back down to intercept the drug-ladened speed boat.

    After having my watch team plot the RDVU in our Combat System Suite, away we go, I had the watch and yelled up to the bridge on the 21MC, (aka The Bitch Box) Alter course to 010, Flank Speed. There are many things I miss from my time at sea, one of them is the rolling of the ship, the power that LM2500 Gas Turbine engines whining up to max power and pushing the ship to flank speed, and of course the jet noise, it can be deafning.

     As the trip goes on, I'm off watch and in the Mess. Then it starts, where are we going?, what's going on?, Are we going to get a bust? This always happens just as I sit down to eat a meal. Really, I have been on watch for 6 hours in a stress-full environment and I get this. So they keep on, and I look up at them and just eat. Well they finally give up and all go back to the lounge to watch movies. As I finish my meal and the "Mess Crank" or the politically correct name "Food Service Attendent" takes my plate to the scullary, I get up and go tell them all so they wont bother me anymore. After a few minutes of talking and BS'ing, I head back up.

   One thing about me that was known onboard any ship I was on is the fact that I did not, nor would not sit on my ass in the Mess. My place was with my guys, providing them with training and guidance to better themselves in their jobs and for them to succeed. I could have sat down in the Mess, I did have 6 First Classes (E-6) (Chief's in Training) out of the 23 guys, which last year another one put on his anchors (4 out of 6). As the night goes on, I hang out up there until we RDVU with the HITRON. These Coasties are pretty damn good, and I dont commend Puddle Pirates too much but, having the ability to shoot a Barrett 50 cal sniper rifle from a helo, at a small high-speed moving target, bouncing around in the ocean and taking out their outboard engines, quite impressive. Well at this point I have had enough and head down for a nap and leave my guys a wake-up call for me so I can be there in the morning when SHTF.

    Morning comes, very dark outside, we go to Flight-Quarters for launch of the HITRON. They are Airborne and out in front of us heading to intercept. They gain contact of the go-fast who was going slow, until you know who shows up. It takes off and they run like they stole it. One advantage we had that day was the seas were not good. So after about 15 mins, they are DIW (Dead in the Water)

File Photo

                                                               HITRON Taking action

 

One of the recovered engine covers

 

 

    Now that the Go-fast is just floating, we launch our RHIB boat with the Coast Guard Law Enforcement Detachment to board the speed-boat, as HITRON provides overhead support and we roll up alongside with Ma' Deuce's trained on them. This evolution took almost the whole day to arrest the crew members, recover the bails of 99% pure Cocaine, and provide necessary reports back to JIATF. One important issue when dealing with these drug runnners, the Cartels will boobie-trap these go-fasts with many contraptions, and with large amounts of fuel onboard, this can be a very dangerous position to be in so this was main reason of why it took all day.

 

   As the boarding was finishing up and the nature of the catch, our CO made the call, "We will not tow this boat or leave it here, so I consider it a Navigation hazard". Prior to us leaving for our deployment, we had a new CIWS installed, which now has the capability to be used in Surface mode using IR and Optical.

 



File photo

 

 

     So we set HERO condition to upload the CIWS with its shredding 20mm Tungstun rounds and have some fun.

 

 

 

BTW, we also had the prize too.

 









Estimated at $91,000,000 (2005 figures)

 

 

Enjoy the remainder of your Labor Day Weekend.

 

Senior

 



   

   

    

Knock, Knock, Knock. ENTER!!!!!!!



Knock, Knock, Knock.

ENTER!!!!

"Senior, is the Command Master Chief in the Mess"

My Answer, "Do you see him?"

As the young sailor looses his exhileration, departing and closing the door to the Mess, I grin and walk to the lounge, Hey "Ken", Seaman Timmy was looking for you. "Did he say what he wanted?"

My answer, "I'm not your DAMN answering service, get your #$% up off the couch and go find out for yourself."

God I miss those days. By far, the most enjoyable part of my Naval Career was entering the hallow ranks of Naval Senior Enlisted Leadership. The Chief's Mess, our own secret world where what was said and done in the Mess, STAYED in the mess. I have so many stories and happenings that have taken place in our world, of course, I will never devulge them to anyone who is not or even been a chief. In my 20 year career, I spent almost half of it in there.

The Chiefs Mess provides the muscle for making anything, and I mean anything in the Navy happen. We are the technical experts in our ratings, when there is a question or issue that needs to be solved, well by god, ASK THE CHIEF! I had one Ensign from the Naval Academy, my division officer who wanted to test my answer to his problem, well he paid for it and fell on his face in front of the Commanding Officer. Well lets just say I got a humble apology from him. That incident made for good conversation in the mess that night while playing poker.

The main mission of the Chiefs Mess is to uphold, maintain, keep, and pass on all the Naval traditions that this great country has made.

Now, lets get to about me. I have thrown the thought around about starting a blog. Well with my wife, (JUGM) and a few friends (Stephen and Duke) having their own blogs, I said, "What the hell, why not". If anybody reads it or not, that's up to the individual readers, AKA FREEDOM!!!. Hell, I have managed to tick-off hundreds of people on Social media sites so what do I care. I speak my mind, period.

I am an Independent with constitutional views, so hopefully that will give all in the blogisphere and idea about me. Disclaimer, If you disagree with my views, well by-god, go watch CNN or MSNBC.

I do have hobbies, who doesn't. My hobbies may be weird to some but they include, Firearms, Ammunition, Food Storage, Survivorist Activities, My wife, My children, My group of close friends, Outdoorsman type activities, and MY COUNTRY!!!!

I have had this mind-set for quite awhile. I really have doubts at how the United States has become and where it is going , thanks to the District of Corruption. My current mission is to make sure my family is safe, and with my close friends, I have no doubt about it. We have all been preparing for quite some time and we are very confident about what we have done.

There may be some times when I will be unable to post or reply in a timely manner, so please bear with me. I have quite a bit on my plate as a small business owner and work my butt off so others dont, college student, Neighborhood Enforcer, husband, and father.

I look forward to all who humbly read what I have on my mind and look forward to conversing with you all.


Senior