SURVIVE THIS : "Sinking of the Oceanos" 2007

Saturday, June 09, 2007

SURVIVE THIS : "Sinking of the Oceanos" 2007

At the begining of this year 2007 a reproduction of "Survive this - The sinking of the Oceanos" was broadcast on television, if anyone can provide me with a copy of this on DVD please email me. I have one that was broadcast back in the 90's also called Survive this (I think), but this is a new one.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...: I was a crew member onboard the ss Norway when a video clip came up on the crew channel t.v .The video was of the oceanos sinking and the crew members saving the passengers whilst the captain and officers abandond the ship. The video I saw was not the one shown on the web site "you tube" , there is another video out there showing the officers leaving in lifeboats.It seemed to be over so quickly with only sunbeds to be seen floating calmly in the water. The passengers owe their all to the last two heroic crew members who put them first before themselves.

Kerry in Andover; 13 December 2007 at 23:50
Anonymous said...: they were not two crew members though were they?!they were two entertainers a guitar player and a magician, it wasn't their responsibilitly, the captain and crew didnt even radio for help! moss hills and juian are heros; 23 July 2008 at 18:54

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Hi, My name is Rose, I am one of the Survivors of the Oceanos which sank off Coffee Bay on the Wild Coast of South Africa on August the 4th, 1991. As one of the largest rescues in maritime history I was rescued by helicopter 2 hours before she sank but you can read my story here. I have created this blog in memory of the Oceanos and all who sailed on her.

If you have a story to tell, please email it to me and I will put it up on this blog. Should you wish to use any material from this blog please email me for permission. Enjoy reading!

"The boy stood on the burning deck" - Felicia Hemans (1793 - 1835)

The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead.

Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm;A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.

The flames rolled on–he would not go Without his Father's word; That father, faint in death below, His voice no longer heard.

He called aloud–'say, Father, say If yet my task is done?'He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son.

'Speak, father!' once again he cried, 'If I may yet be gone!'And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.

Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair,And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave despair.

And shouted but once more aloud, 'My father! must I stay?'While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way.

They wrapt the ship in splendour wild, They caught the flag on high,And streamed above the gallant child, Like banners in the sky.

There came a burst of thunder sound– The boy–oh! where was he?Ask of the winds that far around With fragments strewed the sea!–

With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part–But the noblest thing which perished there Was that young faithful heart.