I was late for Stalwart in 74. Mate and I, leave and posting from Anzac to Stalwart. Usual deal, leave ends at 12:00, no probs, we catch the plane from Adelaide to land in Sydney about 10:00, plenty of time to get on board, do the post in and then, step ashore and hit Rockers. We're on leave, nobody tells us Stalwart sails at 09:00 that morning. We wing inot Sydney, I look out the window of the 727, tap the mate on the shoulder, "Hey Bill, isn't that Stalwart?"
I lean back, Bill leans over, "Yep, beer?". 3 days later, planes, trains and taxi's, and 1 or 2 beers. We are sitting with a carton between us waiting on the wharf in Hobart for our ship to come in.![]()
If you did that little surprise trip, just before "skippy 2", it was Killick Stoker Billy Strickland, and myself, drunk as monkeys, big grins because there was no book to throw at us. They made the mistake, we had a rip roarin road trip south.![]()
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Shorty.
Maybe it was a Wessex, we lost, I think it was "skippy 2". I was FMU, main machinist shop. We called into Gladstone at the end of the exercise, a couple of mates and I hired an XA Falcon from Avis, headed up to Rocky. Why? Rocky has a Base Hospital, say no more. Turns out I'm the only one makes it, right in Hospital for the weekend. Turned the Ford over just short of town, the rest is still a bit hazy, but has something to do with ships and stuff.
Shorty.


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