HISTORY:
Prior to the age of satellites, ground-based radar was the only
technology available to signal the threat of incoming missiles.
A series of radar stations, some of which looked like oil rigs,
were constructed so that North America would be warned in the
event that a missile attack had been launched against it. This
grid was known as the Early Warning Radar Detection System. Texas
Tower #4, owned and operated by the U.S. Air Force, comprised
an integral link in this System. Located approximately 70 miles
from the New York and New Jersey coastlines, the Tower went down
during a storm in January, 1961, with the loss of all 27 lives.
For years the crews had called the tower "Old Shaky".
This tower had a pool table, as did the other two, but frequently
was not usable due to the wave motion. All of the other towers
in the system were in much shallower water and had shorter legs.
At the time of the accident, most of the crew had been removed
while workmen filled the legs with sand and concrete. The long
legs had been designed to hold fresh water and fuel.
The first two towers, off of Nantucket and Boston, were driven
into a rocky ocean bottom in relatively shallow water (50 and
80 foot depths). TT #4, however, was more of a challenge. It
would stand in 180 feet of water, and rise nearly 70 feet above
the surface. The triangular platform measured 187' per side,
and the structure weighed 3,200 tons. Each leg was 300' long,
12.5' in diameter, and weighed 450 tons. TT #4 was considered
an "engineering triumph" when it was floated into position
in the summer of 1957, and was built to withstand winds up to
125 mph and waves up to 60' high. This design was thought sufficient
to get the tower through any storm known. Tower #1 was never
built.
The towers were designed and built by the Bureau of Ships
in a ship yard resulting in a ship-like construction. The windows
were brass with heavy glass and the bottom half swung open much
as a ships port hole would only these swung outward as the window
was mounted on the outside.
Today, the Tower lies in 185 feet of water, with the top coming
to within 70 feet of the surface. It sits on the bottom like
a giant triangle, with legs attached. This wreck is vast and
is considered by most experienced northeast wreck divers as one
of the most spectacular wrecks on the U.S. East coast. There's
plenty of room to explore for cold water wreck divers of all
levels. Blueprints of the Tower are available to help you figure
out where you're going and where you've been on the wreck.
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From Doug's log book:
Atlantic Wreck Diver's (of Maryland) charter with Captain
Galamore on the Aquanut.
18 July 1973. It was a 5 1/2 hour run out on an overcast day
and not calm, but not bad. (Looking back at the pictures it
looked like a good day.) Three divers were using mixed gas
which I assume is Heliox. Tom brought a stack of computer printouts
6 inches thick for decompression tables. The water was great
- great vis and warm on the wreck. The down line was hooked on
the flight deck near the large "height finder" which
is the left radome in the drawing. The "search dish"
and maybe the other dish had fallen across the flight deck. Penny
and I removed a left side window from the area under the large
"height finder" platform. There was a large brass box
above and forward of it. The upper corner had a light much like
a ships running light, but some of it had been removed. Other
divers said they saw a brass search light.
We should have carried the window over to the down line because
the current made it impossible to tow a lift bag on the surface,
although Skip Galamore said that it was the first time he's ever
seen it calm out there. The picture I had which was taken
from a helo showed a strong current running past the legs.
Andy and Ben (Wenzel) took some pictures of us removing the window
using a fish stringer for a pin punch to drive out the hinge
pins. We took so long making the dive that the Captain did not
have time to stop at another wreck on the way in. He had a
night charter and did not tell us. The window was at about
115 fsw and the bottom at 180 fsw (so I was told).
The Dive:
Penny and I did not feel up to going as it seemed beyond our
experience. We were talked into it by other club members that
assured us we'd be fine. I worked with a ex-USAF instructor that
had been stationed on the towers in the late 50's and early 60's.
He explained many details of the tower to me including how the
windows worked. It was a good thing, because the growth was so
thick I could see very little. It was hard to even spot the windows
at first. Penny found one that was broken and I reached in and
rotated the handles. It moved, but would not open. The mussel
'beards' were thickly holding in on. A few cuts around it with
my giant Scubapro knife released it and it swung out. Finally
we cut enough away to expose the hinges which I was not prepared
for. My fish stringer was a stainless steel rod with a cable
and it worked great as a punch - I did have a hammer. We carefully
saved the pins as they came out. I had just bought a lift bag
a nice Nemrod and did not want to risk losing it so I took a
canvas duffel bag with a plastic garbage bag in it. I sent the
window up and followed it to the surface as my $85 Scubapro SOS
decompression "computer" was only on the 'U'. Penny
and I started the surface swim with me towing the canvas lift
bag as the current was drifting us away from the boat. Finally
I told Penny to go on back to the boat and I tied my home made
reel to the bag and swam down until I hit the anchor line at
about 45 feet. At that point I could pull my self up. Galamore
was on the bow cursing and fussing, "what are you going
to do now?" he yelled at me.
Penny and I were the only ones to get brass and it was my
first real artifact. I didn't care how mad the captain was or
if we stopped at the Resor on the way in. I had one goal: to
get a window. On the boat we picked 25 mussels off of the window
and took them home to eat. Kitty Kesner and Ben took turns throwing
up. It was the first boat ride that I'd not been sick on. Back
at the dock the grumpy and unsociable Captain Galamore came up
to me as I was unloading the window and said, "nice window...they
clean up real nice...you'll like it". It did clean up nice
and we put a mirror in it.
When we dove the Tower it had been down 12 years and was much
different than it is now 25 years later.
Read John Chatterton's story of the Texas Tower on NJ
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