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The
Bonefish
pressed on, her crew tense—these were not friendly waters and the mines they were hunting weren't dummies. Edge, too, wiped sweaty palms on his khaki trouser legs. Then: “Mine contact!” The first strong, clear-toned contact of the morning. Range 250 yards. Then another, almost dead ahead. Other mines on the line began to show up at regularly spaced intervals and then all along the same line where the first two had been contacted. Hell's bells' clear, sharp ringing tone and the distinct, bright, and evenly spaced green pears on the PPI left no doubt that these contacts were Japanese mines, not fish. In his top secret report to Lockwood, Edge noted, “The tones were so clear and bell-like that all other contacts, of which there were many, could not compare and caused no confusion.”
7
Edge experimented with the FMS, varying the ship's speed to see if it had any effect on the contacts' range or tone. It didn't. For the remainder of the day Edge ran the
Bonefish
through gaps in the line and along the line itself, plotting the layout of the single and double rows.
Edge tried to determine the depths at which the mines had been planted, but couldn't establish anything definite. He upped the scope while submerged to get a glimpse of the mines, trying to determine their depth, but the murky water limited his visibility. Aside from that, the
Bonefish
was never closer than two hundred feet from the line. Varying the sub's depth changed the size of the blobs on the PPI, but not their tone, range, or clarity. Based on this experiment, Edge believed that most of the mines had been planted shallowly.
Confronted with data that seemed to confirm this belief, Edge casually commented in his report, “It is also interesting to note that Bonefish, in proceeding to assigned area . . . on 12 April, 1945, while on the surface, crossed this same mine line at about 19 miles from its NE end without incident and with beautiful bliss.”
Plotting resumed the next day. Edge concluded that the minefield was forty-seven miles long, with fifteen mines per mile, and that its double rows were 150 yards apart. The exercise revealed how accurate FMS plotting could be in the hands of expert operators and how its sensitivity and flawless performance could instill a feeling of confidence in a submarine's crew.
The data collected by Edge and the other skippers of FMS subs sent north by Lockwood, along with the intelligence developed by ICPOA, would provide the Operation Barney submarines with, if not a perfect picture of what lay hidden in the Tsushima Strait, a picture that would prove to be remarkably accurate.
 
 
Mine recon completed, Edge moved
north to patrol near Quelpart. Early in the morning, tracking what he thought were luggers, Edge almost stumbled into a trap set by two destroyer escorts. The DEs had the
Bonefish
boxed in between themselves and a pair of islands off the coast of Kyushu. Rather than tangle with these ships, Edge pulled away at flank speed to outrun them. The DEs were fast, faster than the
Bonefish
, and, closing in, they opened fire, forcing her down.
Submerged with the first shell passing overhead, and splashing about 200 yards over; range 4100 yards!
[Minutes later] Seventeen depth charges, all uncomfortably close, went off as we doubled back under the DEs at 270 feet. We had to turn under them due to the proximity of land in the other direction, and it may have been this which fooled them since screws passed overhead about two minutes before the first explosion.
8
From early morning until early afternoon, Edge heard strong echo-ranging and counted
. . . a total of 41 more depth charges dropped as if the boys were hot on something's trail; but this time it was not us! Total for the day was 75 depth charges [the last of which despite being far away] rattled the ship—possibly due to shallow water.
Surfaced, very much put out by the day's experience.
Two days later the
Bonefish
came close to another run-in with one of the depth-charge-dropping DEs. This time Edge kept his distance, remarking that their “treatment at his hands was too fresh for us to feel like playing with him again.”
Harry Greer's warning about near-saturation antisubmarine patrols had proven correct. In the closing days of the patrol Edge recorded fifty-five contacts with Japanese patrol boats, escorts, and planes in the lower Tsushima Strait area. Later, endorsing Edge's patrol report, Division Commander Louis Chappell said it all.
Enemy anti-submarine measures were intense, persistent and effective in that it prevented [the
Bonefish
] from closing the Japanese coast and kept her on the defensive a good part of the time. The Division Commander concurs in the opinion that there is a strong probability of an integrated effort involving enemy air and surface craft and shore based radar stations [to thwart submarines].
9
Edge at last found time
to work on the letter to Sarah he had started weeks earlier.
All I'll say . . . precious, is that I love you intensely today and forever.
The patrol goes on but, but still no good luck [finding targets], except that part of our special mission has been completed successfully. I say “no luck,” but at least the boat is still safe; so the luck isn't yet completely ill. And there are yet a few days even if experience so far doesn't make them promising....
Darling sweetheart, how I miss you! And how much I am wont to dream about you, and dream about our being together again, in our own home, and what we'll do and feel like again. It's a very, very wonderful dream and even if in reality when that time does come, it is only half as wonderful as the dream, it will still be wonderful.
Hitler is dead!
p
I do hope so! I don't care how he died, just so long as he is really dead. I have no interest in his dying a death of torture, because he could not be tortured enough . . . to pay for the torture of [those] he and his henchmen brought to so many millions of people.... At least we can say there is a vast difference in his death and in that of F.D.R. I wish I could have more faith in the results of the San Francisco Conference [to establish the United Nations], or any world peace movements.... Not that I'm not all for trying to gain it in every way possible—as long as we don't lull ourselves into too great a disarmament too soon.
Well, this patrol is rapidly drawing to a close, and not too soon for any of us, either.... Anyhow it's going to be very, very good to get in—and best of all receive your letters, my dearest wife.
I know you were probably disappointed by my last letter before departing, the one in which I told you the admiral himself told me this was not to be my last patrol after all.... I still don't like these things and it will be a relief to feel that the
bosses feel I've done my share of it, or at least can now serve in as useful a capacity elsewhere.... Anyhow, I guess I'm good for at least one more, which is what he [Lockwood] said when we left. Maybe it can be a good one, although from now on, I fear my
main
worry will still be to get back safely—which is not the way heroes are made. . . .
10
Now that we are actually out of the area and well on the road to the base, I feel slightly like a different person already! Every minute is busy these days, though getting all the various reports together, cleaning the ship, qualifying new boys [in submarines], giving exams, making track charts, etc. Nearly everyone is busier than while actually on patrol. We were told to hurry back, and that is what we are doing, with the result that there is less time than usual to do all these things. [When I get back to Guam] what I really want is you. But maybe it's better that you won't be there, because I'd probably find it impossible to leave on another patrol . . . !
Bye for a little while, my loveliest one; I'll be writing again soon.... With all my deepest, dearest love and warmest kisses,
Lawrence
11
In San Diego, Lockwood had
received reports on the
Seahorse
's excellent mine recon and near-fatal run-in with Japanese patrol boats. Then from the
Bonefish
came Edge's radio message outlining the stunning success he'd had plotting mines off Danjo Gunto. Lockwood was flush with pride over the two skippers' work. He was proud, too, that he'd not wavered in his belief that FMS held the key to Operation Barney's success and that it was the best of the competing sonar systems he and his colleagues had come to the West Coast to evaluate. Even the
Seahorse
's plight—he was relieved that she'd made it back at all and impressed with the performance turned in by Greer and his crew (there'd be medals for everyone)—didn't slow his drive to get the operation under way on time. Another sub, the USS
Sea Dog
(SS-401), and her fine skipper, now on their way to Guam from a war patrol, would have to take the
Seahorse
's place.
Despite all the unfinished business awaiting his return to Guam, Lockwood relished the three days he'd spent at sea testing sonar systems aboard the
Flying Fish
with her skipper, Robert D. Risser of Chariton, Iowa, and aboard the
Redfin
with its CO, Commander Charles K. Miller. Lockwood had been joined by Harnwell and Henderson, as well as officers, scientists, and electronics specialists from other research facilities and Navy bureaus. Lockwood had also brought along George Pierce of the
Tunny
, who, with his firsthand experience running minefields, could explain the practical side of the business.
The tests conducted off the coast of California were exhaustive and exciting for naval officers and landsmen alike; it was an adventure in submarining and mine-detecting procedures some had never had before and might never have again. The tests proved conclusively that FMS worked better than the other competing systems, which had major drawbacks in their operation, display, maintenance, and especially sensitivity. In the end, Lockwood had his way: FMS was what he wanted and what he got. There was no turning back; he'd staked everything on FMS and it had come through for him when it had to.
In an interesting footnote to these tests, Frank Watkins in Washington sent a letter to Lockwood that must have pleased the admiral no end.
“SORG has submitted a study of British Mine-Detection results to Cominch,” wrote Watkins. “This study reputedly shows that British subs can do a fine job of mine detection. They conclude the study with a recommendation that British subs run interference for you thru Tsushima to chart the fields.
“Their study is based upon operational reports which show mine detection successes. Unfortunately, they do not have reports of the
unsuccessful
runs.”
 
 
Before returning to Pearl Harbor
and then Guam, Lockwood told Risser, CO of the
Flying Fish
, to unload the test gear and swap it for FMS, then get his sub out to Guam as soon as possible. It was already May and Risser's crew would need all the training they could handle; the other subs Lockwood had selected to take part in Barney were beginning to assemble in Guam.
Flying west from California, Lockwood consulted a list of his Barney skippers, looking for the man among them who could lead the operation. Every skipper on the list had the necessary experience. They had also proven that they wouldn't buckle under pressure. They were an aggressive and tenacious lot, each man equipped with a sub commander's most valuable asset: brass balls. Lockwood may have had in mind a man like Dudley Morton of
Wahoo
fame, but without his dash and his propensity for taking risks. The man he was looking for had to have something special: maturity. Running a finger over his list, Lockwood came to a name, stopped, and put a check mark next to it. He had his man.

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