THE SINKING OF THE OCEANOS - 4th of August, 1991: Reunion

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Sunday, September 01, 2019

30 Year Oceanos Reunion 2021

I posed on Facebook to see if any of the passengers, crew or resuce people would be interested in having a 30 year reunion in 2021, somewhere on the East Coast of South Africa! So I thought I might put it out there on the world wide web too. If you are interested leave a comment here with your email address!

Friday, January 22, 2010

Please promote this Blog.

Thank you for visiting this blog, if you have a website or a blog please would you add a link to the Oceanos Sinking website, we would like to get as many people together for our 20 year reunion next year, but I won't be able to do that without your help.

If you know any of the survivors or can put a note in your local newspaper to visit this website please do. A lot of the survivors no longer live in South Africa, so whether you live in Australia, New Zealand, America, Fiji or where ever, it will help to promote this site.

Thanks a million.
Rose

Friday, January 15, 2010

Oceanos 20 Year Reunion - August 2011

If you were one of the passengers on the ill fated Oceanos or were involved in the rescue operation and are interested in attending a 20 year reunion on the Wild Coast of South Africa in August 2011, please send an email to oceanos.survivors@gmail.com. Depending on numbers and prices we will try to arrange a get together.

Welcome

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.