There was a lot of excitement in the area near our home on Wednesday, 13 April with the planned sinking of the Adelaide Battleship. The day was gorgeous, 70s and sunny. Sail boats, fishing boats, and boats of all sizes began moving past our viewpoint from early on. The ship had been cleaned up in preparation - removing everything that could be potentially harmful to the environment. The artificial reef created by the sinking of the ship was considered a boom for the economy, attracting divers.
There was a very vocal group that worked to block the sinking. The "No Ship" group was able to get the scuttle day held up by a year. They had questioned what contaminants might still left on the ship. Also concerns over it's possible break up and debris being scattered in strong currents. They took their concerns to city councils and other government agencies who took another look at the proposal. In the end, they held an overnight vigil prior to the scuttle day and messaged "SHAME" in the sky over the ceremony.
At the appointed hour, the spectators were all in place, on the land, in the air, and on the sea. A friendly, playful pod of dolphins took center stage, stalling the event by more then 40 minutes. Zoe was complaining that it was "boring" and she wanted to go home. So 40 minutes after the planned detonation, I dropped Clara off at Captain Cooks Lookout in Copacabana and drove Zoe and Tristan home.
About 20 minutes after we left, the sinking finally happened. Here are some photos from the local newspaper, The Express Advocate.
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