PHOTOGRAPHS

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When we took Triton to sea on its initial run, she was the world’s largest submarine. Her 447½-foot hull was powered by two nuclear reactors which propelled her at record speeds.
Official U.S. Navy Photo
For the long voyage, we stowed 77,613 pounds of provisions, including 1,300 pounds of coffee. Here, Ramon D. Baney, Commissaryman Second Class, and Seaman Joseph W. Tilenda load additional stores into an already jammed compartment.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
At the first of our four crossings of the equator, King Neptune (Chief Firecontrol Technician Loyd L. Garlock) came aboard with his cigar-smoking Queen (Torpedoman Second Class Wilmot A. Jones) and barrel-girthed Royal Baby (Engineman Second Class Harry Olsen); the pollywogs (sailors crossing the equator for the first time) were initiated by the Royal Court of King Neptune and, henceforth, were known as Shellbacks.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
The ceremony initiation included a visit to the Royal Barbers, whose clippers shaved an erratic path across the pollywogs’ scalps. Shortly after this photograph was taken, the Barbers clipped their own heads in self-defense. (Left to right, Chief Engineman Alfred E. Abel; Quartermaster Third Class Carl C. Hall; Lieutenant Tom B. Thamm; Gunners Mate First Class Peter P.J. Kollar; Photographer First Class Earnest R. Meadows.)
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
St. Peter and St. Paul’s Rocks, looming starkly in the mid-Atlantic, marked the official departing and terminating point of the Triton’s circumnavigation of the earth.
Official U.S. Navy Photo
If we were to complete our voyage within the allotted time, keeping on course was essential, and I had frequent navigation conferences with Lieutenant Commander Robert W. Bulmer, Operations Officer (left), and Lieutenant Commander Will M. Adams, Jr., Executive Officer (right).
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
While galelike winds and twelve-foot waves boiled the waters at Cape Horn, we sat safely sixty-five feet below the surface with a barely perceptible roll to hint at the strong currents and high seas.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
The radar in the Combat Information Center, operated by Chief Radar-man Bernard E. Pile, clearly outlines the nodule shape of Cape Horn.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
Hospitalman First Class “J” “C” Meaders checked the film badges of each crewman regularly to determine if anyone had endured excess radiation.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
Part of our mission was a study of ocean currents, so Torpedoman First Class Robert R. Tambling ejected brightly colored bottles along our route. Within each bottle was a message asking the finder to report his discovery to the United States Navy Hydrographic Office in Washington, D.C., indicating the position and date of his find.
Official U.S. Navy Photo
Lieutenant Milton R. (“Whitey”) Rubb was our custodian of sea water. From each of the seven seas we gathered separate samples, and in one bottle we combined waters from each of the seas to present to the superintendent of the United States Naval Academy for use at the annual midshipmen’s Ring Dance.
Official U.S. Navy Photo
The nerve center of any ship is its Combat Information Center. Here is where we maintained our contact with the outside world and plotted the track of the Triton.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
With this newly designed control panel, Seaman David E. Boe guides the ship in a manner similar to a pilot flying an airplane, while Chief Radarman Bernard E. Pile observes.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
With precise instruments, such as our fathometer and precision depth recorder, we could chart our track across the ocean floor.
Official U.S. Navy Photo
To relieve the tedium of the three-month voyage, some men played chess, others ate… (Left to right, Engineman Third Class Arlan F. Martin, Quartermaster Third Class Anton F. Madsen, Torpedoman First Class Stanley L. Sieveking.) …and others formed a band with a makeshift horn, a pair of bongo drums, a guitar, and some willing voices. They might not have qualified for Birdland, but below the decks of the Triton they were a sensation. (Left to right, Chief Engineman Alfred E. Abel, Engineman Third Class James A. Steinbauer, Machinist First Class Colvin R. Cochrane, Fireman Raymond R. Kuhn, Jr.)
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
Dr. Benjamin B. Weybrew at work on his own very special chart, on which he recorded the varying emotions and reactions of the Triton crew members who participated in his psychological study.
Official U.S. Navy Photo
When we reached Guam, at the conclusion of the longest leg of our trip, I invited Steward Second Class Edward C. Carbullido to the conn. He was born on Guam, and through the periscope he saw his home town, Agat, which he had left fourteen years before.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
We spent nearly six hours making a photo reconnaissance of Guam. Undetected, we observed Navy planes landing and taking off.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
In Makassar Strait, this two-masted relic from the age of sail loomed clearly in the periscope lens.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
While traversing Hilutangan Channel, we spotted this Philippine boat with its triangular sail. In the distance are the faint outlines of the mountains of Bohol Island.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
In Magellan Bay I raised the periscope and looked at a young Filipino in an outrigger canoe. He was the only unauthorized person to spot our submarine during the voyage. Later, we were told he was nineteen-year-old Rufino Baring of Mactan Island, and he was still convinced he had seen a sea monster.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
Through the Makassar Strait, across the Java Sea to Lombok Strait, where Mount Agung on the island of Bali rose majestically through the low-lying clouds.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
The city of Santa Cruz on Tenerife Island in the Canaries, one of the most spectacular sights we encountered.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
Wallowing along through the choppy waters of the Indian Ocean, just south of the Cape of Good Hope, this tanker was completely unaware that he had a visitor.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
When we reached the coast of Spain, off Cadiz, the destroyer John W. Weeks sent out a long boat to secure the plaque we had cast for presentation to the Spanish government in commemoration of Magellan’s historic voyage. Coming aboard a partially emerged submarine can be hazardous, as these dunked seamen discovered. It was a good thing we were hove to.
The inscription on the plaque reads:
“Hail, Noble Captain,
It Is Done Again.”
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To each of the crew members who participated in the Triton’s voyage a commemorative medallion was presented. Here, Engineman First Class Walter J. Allen receives his medal.
Photo by J. Baylor Roberts, © National Geographic Society
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