Lindfjord in Gothenburg. Sjöbefälsskolan, Kvarnberget in the back
Picture by Capt. Jan Melchers http://www.shipspotting.com
Build 1971 at C. Lühring, Brake, Germany. # 7101
Tonnage: 1562 grt, 987 nrt, 3100 dwt.
Dim: 86,72 x 12,53 x 6,35 m.
Engine: Oil 4SA 8-Cyl., 1.800 bhp, Atlas-MaK Masch. Kiel.
She was built 1971 and delivered as STÖR to m.s. Stör See-tank Schiff.ges m.b.H & Co (Carl Büttner), Bremen, W. Germany.
Mengwall bought her 1980 and renamed her to LINDFJORD.
Mengvall sod her to Petronavia Shipping Co., Piraeus, Greece 1997 and she was renamed VASSILIKI.
I forgot where I signed on. It must have been in Gothenburg or Helsingborg. And most likely we went to discharge in Bremen in River Weser in Germany.
- Hmm, if we discharged in Bremen we must have loaded in Gothenburg.
Lindfjord was an oil tanker and we transported gas oil and gasoline between ports in Europe.
I remember a few things very well from Lindfjord. The first thing I'm thinking of is the "Queens day". "Queens day" is celebrated the last of April every year in Holland. And this was the first time for me and all by accident. It was a beautiful spring day and we were in Rotterdam so I and our deck Boy went ashore to have a look on the town.
When we got out of the taxi we discovered that there were bands playing on the streets and people were drinking beer everywhere.
We didn't have a clue what it was all about so I asked around and found out that this was an annual party to celebrate the Queens birthday. Of course, we joined the party.
We had to return to the ship way too early and it was not fun leaving the party behind. But we had more of the fun coming our way before it was time to sign off.
We arrived to Gothenburg and I called a class mate from navigation school. Actually he called me on the ship and told us that we had been evicted from my apartment. We had been in school together and after the first year I wanted to work for a year or two to save money. Save money, where do I come up with all this stupid stuff?
I had been working for 2 years now and my friend had borrowed the apartment for 2 years so he could finish school. Now when I was about to start school after the summer we were evicted.
-Where the h••• should I live?
Luckily enough I had another class mate from 1985 when we started school. He finished school this spring as well so I asked if he could keep his student room so I had a place to live.
- No problem!
- That's the spirit!
So I stayed at the student home with 7 other students and it turned out to be just fine.
I took a taxi to a restaurant in Gothenburg and I meet 2 of my old class mates. We had lunch at a lunch restaurant in Majorna.
My friend and I decided to check out if there was something happening down town and the other guy went home. We ended up on a few pubs and spent the afternoon drinking beer on Avenyn before we went to Liseberg, an amusement park in Gothenburg.
We went to a restaurant/ bar in the amusement park. Oh yeah, we were in a very good mood and we ended up on a table with only girls.
- Hmm, or maybe they came to our table?
Well, anyway, I don't remember but back then it would not have been inconceivable with beautiful girls coming to sit at a table with 2 dashing and exciting guys.
We were in a very good mood and we decided to take a taxi to Båstad (yeah yeah, by now I had forgot all about the ship) with the girls to continue the party. Summer time and there is some impressive night live in Båstad and I wanted to show the girls and my friend how fun it could be.
And of course, they would have a chance to see Skåne.
Well, I was lucky that evening and we never got away. I arrived to the ship late in the night and I was lucky, when they should leave Gothenburg there was a malfunction and they could not leave the jetty. I was close to miss the ship.
- Where have you been?
- They had forgotten to change to summer time at Liseberg
- My wrist watch stopped. I thought it was 7 o'clock for a very long time
I came up with a few stupid excuses. Embarrassing today when I think of it.
1 time in Gothenburg I went ashore with one of the ABs and we ended up at Columbus, our favourite restaurant/ bar in Gothenburg. 1 off my friends had a big Mercedes limo and he filled up the limo with friends and they came down to Columbus.
The AB wanted to pull fingers with one of my friends, I was embarrassed so I had to go away hiding. Arm wrestling and finger pulling is a little too much for me.
The AB almost lost his finger and he had to spend the night on hospital. He came back onboard the day after and he told me that he had to go on sick leave. He also asked me not to tell anyone what had happened. But now it's more than 20 years ago so I can reveal the secret.
They had to find a new AB quickly, or as we say, in a jiff. Our injured AB left us and he had to spend the summer with his finger in bandage.
We were in Gothenburg quite a few times and I was ashore every time. I remember one time me and my friend drove to Båstad.
We met two of my friends in Båstad and we went to Spettet, a restaurant and pub. My friend he disappeared and, well, it was in the middle of the day, so we were the only customers. So it was not like no one noticed that my friend disappeared.
FOR 45 MINUTES! The owner was looking angrily at me, and it became worse by the minute.
- Where the did he go?
Turned out he was on the toilet sleeping and the owner was not happy. But what can I do? We were all 18 and it's not my responsibility to stop my friends from sleeping at the bathrooms.
Well, I and my friend still argue about when this episode happened. I insist that it was when I was on Lindfjord. How do I know? I got a pair of underwear for my birthday and I opened the gift in his car on the way to Båstad.
One time in Gothenburg he came to pick me up at the jetty. We went to his apartment and there were two girls coming down from Stockholm to visit Gothenburg. I brought gifts for my friend and I remember these two girls.
- This was no good! Blah-blah...........
Yes, Gothenburg, I went ashore for some beer drinking on Avenyn and this time I went with the guy still living in my apartment. The plan was to meet for a quick cuppa.
The quick cuppa turned in to beer and it didn't take long before we had a few other guys from my class from 1985 around our table. More beer and the spirit was high.
We decided to go to a club and I was rejected in the door. I was dressed like a scavenger and the bouncer told me that I had to change clothes if I wanted to come inside. I stopped a taxi and I returned to the ship for a change of clothes. White shirt and tie, and I returned to the club and we could continue with our social evening.
The time of my life, 20 years old and everything was fun, no worries about anything. This was pretty much how my life went on, party all the time. But the strange thing is that back then we had a very good time. Getting older and now when I'm 22 and
thinking back I just wonder what we found so fun in being drunk all the time. But I guess that's the way it is when you get older. Of course, when I was 20 I did not understand what we found so fun in playing Cowboys and Indians. And when we played cowboys and Indians it was difficult to understand what we found so fun in playing in the sandpit.
OK, I think you understand what I'm trying to say. But what I can't understand is how we found the time to go ashore in every port. And who was onboard taking watches?
Before we sent home the AB with the broken finger in Gothenburg we had been ashore in Oslo. I was wearing my white shirt, tie and black trousers. Yes, better making sure they won't stop me at the door.
Well, obviously he wasn't used to go ashore with guys in white shirts so he reminded me about this every day onboard. He called me Earl Aladdin.
- The girls in Oslo asked about you and I told them that you were a Swedish Earl.
- Thank you!
Lindfjord, while onboard I passed Falsterbo Canal (Falsterbokanalen) and I think it was the first time in my life. I'm not sure about that, but I'm pretty sure it was my first time and I have never passed through the canal after that. Exciting, like when we passed through the Corinth canal with Rainbow Warrior almost 20 years later. Fun one time and then it turns to something you can live without.
So we were loading in Gothenburg several times and we were in Gdynia very much so I guess we discharged in Gdynia.
Our jetty was just a walking distance from the city. So we went to Hotel Gdynia every day, it was a 10 minutes’ walk.
Coming out from the port and we had to pass through a small gate and then we had to go up on a bridge and we were reaching the first houses on the other side of the bridge. When you reached the house it didn't take long before you were approached by someone that wanted to change money.
This was back in the days when we could change money with the taxi drivers or other people you meet. 10$ and you could spend a night drinking and eating.
At Gdynia hotel there was a lobby bar and a restaurant and in the evening they had a night club in the basement. Sometimes we went to Casanova, but Hotel Gdynia was better.
One night I ended up in an apartment with 2nd Officer after being at the night club on Hotel Gdynia. I remember that they had the toilet on the middle of the kitchen floor and there was a meatball in the fridge. A little tipsy and I got hungry so I ate the meat ball when no one saw me.
We had a few drinks and when we should return to the ship we got robbed. I had a bottle neck to me stomach and the guy took my watch. He asked for my Walkman®.
My music, Motherf@cker!! I got
And what did I listen to? Kjell Höglund and Yello, I had borrowed the cassette from my friend, the very same that was living in my apartment. I can't remember ever giving back the tape, but I never got back my apartment or the stuff I had in my apartment so I guess we're even.
angry and I kicked the guy and he took off. I don't remember how, but when we left the apartment we managed to lose each other and they had robbed our 2nd Officer and he lost his wrist watch.
I came back onboard around 8 o'clock in the morning and I went straight to the changing locker and I got dressed for work. I remember that I was painting the rails that very day. And I was listening to my Walkman®.
And I don't think there are many people knowing what a Walkman® and a cassette is today.
First time I ever listened to Kjell Höglund so when we discharged in Sundsvall I took a walk in to the city. I found a few Kjell Höglund LPs in a shop selling used records.
Well, signing off came closer and I should sign off in Falkenberg. We were to go in dry dock at the ship yard to sandblast and paint the ship. I stayed onboard a few days on the ship yard before signing off the 27th of May.
One night I woke up when one of the ABs came back onboard from a night ashore. He started to play music in his cabin and woke us up. I heard his door open and the other AB went in to his cabin and turned off the music.
- Hey man, what are you doing?
He turned on the music again and I could hear the door open again. The AB went in again and grabbed his entertainment center and went out on deck and he throws it down in the dry dock. It went to billions of pieces.
- HEY MAN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I was in my bed laughing, of course, I was disturbed in my night sleep. But I can't complain, I have been in his shoes many times. So let him have fun, but obviously the other AB had other ideas. I understand him also, you work hard during the days and you want to sleep during the night. But I was only laughing in my bed.
I signed off in Falkenberg 27th of May 1988. M/S Stella was at the shipyard in Falkenberg as well, the OS that I worked with on Bleking was working onboard Stella and he should go with me to Båstad. He was invited to a party in and his friends from Landskrona was coming to Båstad. And the party was in a house 300 meters from my house.
So I got onboard M/S Stella on my way to the railway station and we walked to the train station. And by the look of the watch on the picture above we can see that the clock is 10 minutes after 2 in the afternoon. So my guess is that we arrived to Båstad between 3 and 3 thirty.
We got a seat in the restaurant car and a few beers later we arrived to Båstad and we were soon in my house. We had just stepped inside when a friend from Helsingborg called.
- Hey, can I come visit?
(Which meant: I want to drink)
- Come right over.
He arrived with smokin' and screamin' tires 1 hour later and 17 seconds later he had a vodka orange in his hand.
I don't remember if we got away to the party, but we had several drinks at my place before we left for town. This was a couple of strange days, party every day so I don't really remember how many days I stayed home before I joined Nordanhav.
I signed of 27th of May 1988 and according to my documents I signed on Nordanhav the 28th. Obviously this was not the case. But I think I remember that they put an earlier date for me joining Nordanhav because they had missed one AB.
Saturday 28th of May 1988 and I don't remember if we got to the party, but I remember that they guy that was throwing the party had passed out on my lawn in the middle of the day and that my neighbours were complaining so we had to drag him inside.
At least we managed to get to town yesterday night, and I woke up with a black eye. I don't remember where we had been. I did not remember anything, but my friend told me that we had entering a place through a hedge. Where? No clue.
And I must have been home for at least a few days before I left for Nordanhav. I also have pictures of a few friends from Kullabygden coming to Båstad.
The first guy arrived in a taxi from Mölle and later on another friend arrived and he had 2 girls that brought him in their car.
How do I remember all this? Yes it's strange what I remember. But one of the guys passed out in my bed. What is it with my bed? A lot of people passing out in my bed.
I remember that I had to ask him to move over to the sofa and I was playing Pink Floyd's Sheep on full blast. I was actually keeping the volume on such a level that it took me quite some time before I heard my neighbour from across the street knocking on the door and window.
Middle of the night and when I opened my door he was in his robe screaming at me. Well, then the neighbours in the house next to me were better. When they heard music they brought food and they were not afraid to have a drink and some fun.
Judging from my pictures I must have been home for about a week before I left for my next ship. And what a week it was, it was actually very nice when it was time to leave.
And my neighbours across the street were not sad when I left with the train to Malmö and from there with bus or train to Ystad so I could get on the ferry to Rønne on Bornholm where Nordanhav was waiting for me.
OK, it has come to my knowledge that we have senior citizens visiting my web page. How hard can it be? So it’s not very easy for them to see the blue coloured links to the next page. So
I put a “Next” button here and I hope that there isn't any problem to understand how to use that one.
Jiffy (also jiff)
noun [in SING.] informal a moment: we'll be back in a jiffy.
ORIGIN late 18th cent.: of unknown origin.
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