Email This Page to a FriendPreview: They Don’t Make Postcards for This—Aboard MIMI ROSE with Guest Blogger Anne Bryant
December 15, 2012
You can hear Norfolk, Virginia, on the VHF long before you get there. Even a day out, you hear plenty of regular announcements by warships saying how far to stay away from them. It’s enough to envision a small smattering of imposing, slate-gray military boats with security details onboard. Maybe even a couple of helicopters.
Flash foward a couple days to when we entered Norfolk. Now, well within the range of other less-powerful VHFs, I heard a working fisherman politely ask a submarine to please slow down because otherwise their lines would part. I heard a Coast Guard cutter declare that should someone come within a certain distance of them as they move through the main channel, they were authorized to use deadly force. Oh, and then there’s the hovercraft. All I saw was spray and then as it came closer, I could see a super-fast vessel at the center of the maelstrom. I really, really want a ride on one of those now.