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Getting Under Way Aboard The Mouser
The engine room of the Mouser wasn't on the regular tour since there were so many levers to pull and buttons to push that they became irresistible to the tourists. The Mouser was originally built of wood when the brief era of sail-powered iron-hulled ships, properly known as 'windjammers' was just getting started. The Mouser was first fitted out strictly as a sail-powered ship, but she had coal-burning steam boilers and engines fitted in the late 1900's. This made the Mouser independent of the wind and weather, though she usually made her way by sail. In the 1920's, the new owner, the famous underworld catnip tycoon, Seymour (Lefty) Snodgrass used her as a smuggling vessel and had diesel engines installed. The upkeep on the ancient diesels was handled by (what else) and old Scottish Fold. His name was Maxwell Scott, but everyone knew him as Scotty. Cap'n Pine Cone was always being besieged by requests from Scotty to update the engines. Pine Cone always listened patiently to these pleas, but inevitably replied that he knew that Scotty would be able to get the engines running when they were needed. One of the times that Pine Cone played it safe and used engine power was when the ship was either docking or shoving off. Scotty had assured the Cap'n that once again, the engines would be ready to do their duty when needed. The tide was full and the breezes fair when Pine Cone's orders came down from the bridge. "Get the engines warmed up Scotty, it's time to get under way. The old tom had his assistants go around the ancient diesels and operate the manual oilers which hadn't been used in building diesels since the 1930's. With the throwing of a switch and the push of a button, the old engines grumbled to life. "Bridge, this is the engine room. The engines are ready and we are waiting on your orders, Sir," said Mr. Scott "Mr. Bos'n", Pine Cone said to Smokey, "stand by to cast off." Smokey, of course, had the deck crew standing by their appointed posts and ready for him to relay the Cap'n's orders. "All's ready sir", replied Smokey. "Cast us off then," the Cap'n said to the huge Russian Blue and Smokey set about having the crew untie the ship from the dock. Pine Cone barked into the ship's communicator, "Let's have astern standard engines, Scotty." With the throw of a lever, the engines engaged the propellers and the ship began to slowly move. "We'll have right full rudder, if you please, Mr. Helmsman," and with several spins of the wheel, the nose of the ship began to swing out from the dock. As the ship's bow swung away from the dock, Pine Cone waited for the right moment and then called down to the engine room. "Ahead standard engines if you please, Mr. Scott. Scotty cut the engine power to operate the gearing and shifted the gears so the engines would propel the ship forward. "Ahead standard engines, aye" Scotty called up to the bridge. "Left full rudder, Mr. Helmsman," said the Captain. The Mouser started to swing further away from the dock and pull out into the channel that would take them clear of the harbor. "Mr. Bos'n, we'll have the sails set if you please." "Sail crew get aloft and set the mains," barked Smokey. Cats scrambled into the rigging and untied the lines that lashed the sails to the spars. The sound that every sailor knows so well, of wind filling the canvas could be heard above the calls of the gulls and the cheers and goodbyes of the crowd on shore. "Set the gallants," called Smokey and the crew scrambled up one level in the rigging and set the gallant sails. Next were the top-gallants and then the royals. The ship was a majestic sight with all its canvas to the wind. Pine Cone would keep the engine power up till the ship was safely out of the harbor. He was at heart a sailor who would rather run by wind power alone, but he was aware of his awesome responsibilities and took sensible precautions. The ship cleared the lighthouse on the port side and the opposing point of land to starbord. The year's voyage had begun. -- Regards and Purrs, O J |
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