Bootsmann Marine Systems

Would’ve loved to have had that contract on our books…

Salvage op: WWI U‑boat #U‑16, lost since 1919 off #Scharhörn, finally raised—only to snap like rotten oak under pressure. One chunk hauled to Cuxhaven, the rest still lies buried. No museum wanted it. Now onto the scrapyard. Maritime salvation, or just messy housekeeping?

Impressive 🙈😱

Source: Pinterest / Eddie Bryans

Weekend full of drills, engineers in coveralls, and that feeling: tech moves faster than we can learn, and budgets never keep up. Monday comes, the sea waits. Progress costs, and the invoice never sleeps.

⚓ Apologies to the Logbook

Planned: document every project, post often. Reality: no rank called “Social Media Sailor.” When it’s steel vs. saltwater vs. posting… the wrecks win. Updates will come, just not on schedule.

#𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗲𝗖𝗼𝗱𝗲

Once a year, rivals step ashore and speak as shipmates. Safety first, ego second. The June Code is simple: share experience, admit mistakes, and keep the sea from taking more than it already does.

#𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗲𝗖𝗼𝗱𝗲

Small trade, small circle. Compete outside, speak openly inside. Safety and seamanship come first—no secrets, just lessons shared. When the sea is the adversary, rivalry stays at the pier.

Someone in the family thought it would be a good idea and relaxing to play something related to DIVING and ROVs! 🤯

Every time I read customer instructions these days I lose a bit more faith in the European education system. Maybe letting people drop physics and chemistry after third grade wasn’t such a great idea. “Don’t burn batteries. Don’t eat them. Don’t insert sharp objects into your anus.” Really? -HB

The Abyss (1989): Submersibles with underwater strobe lights. Realistic? Like bringing a disco ball to a wreck dive.

Great for drama. Useless for ops.

We use steady beams, not nightclub tech.

But hey, it looked cool.

#MaritimeReality #NorthSeaOps

Evenings over the salvage site.
No drinks. No sunsets.
Just the hum of the engine, the smell of food, and someone you trust at your back.

Not friends.
Not strangers.
Just crew.

#NorthSea #Baltic #WreckOps #SalvageLife

Visibility 4–5m. Hull confirmed. Debris tight to starboard.

Visual acquired.
Starboard side torn open — likely impact with seabed or earlier damage.
She’s lying proud on a soft bottom, bow slightly elevated.
Debris field consistent with panic and speed.

We've seen worse.
Not often, but we've seen worse.

#wrecklog #bootsmann #salvagecrew #workboatlife

Weather held.
Gear prepped.
Dive team briefed.

First lift phase begins today.
Objective: stabilize the hull and confirm access points.
No sign of life on sonar. Not that we expected any.

#wrecklog #bootsmann #salvagecrew #workboatlife

When the rescue is done, we begin.
Wrecks. Cargo. The missing.
We bring it home — steel or soul.
With pride. With dignity.
We are salvage.
No glory. Just the hard end of the job.

#NorthSea #Baltic #MaritimeOps

Some go out when others come in.
SAR crews, salvage teams, divers.
They risk it all so others don’t die at sea.

You save lives first.
Wrecks and bodies wait.
Respect the job.
Respect the cost.

#LauraDahlmeier made her choice – no rescue attempt, no risk to others, no recovery mission.
A final will, firm as the mountain she remained on.
Respect.

Don’t recover what costs another life.
Not every body must come back.
Not every peak needs a monument.

We tip our hat.
And let go.

There's a patch of sea south of Copenhagen where we don’t talk much.
Nobody jokes. Nobody eats.

You just transit and let it pass under you.

Hell’s got a depth curve.

#wrecklog #bootsmann #salvagecrew #workboatlife

We salvage.
Sometimes boats, sometimes reputations.
Everything posted here is reconstructed, anonymized, and occasionally fictionalized — out of necessity, not creativity.

Coordinates withheld. Names changed.
Seawater and sarcasm are real.

#wrecklog #bootsmann #salvagecrew #workboatlife

Visual confirmation: expensive debris, 18 meters down.
Sonar never lies. Unlike captains.

Word on the pier:

It wasn’t the weather.
It was the captain.
Well-lubricated. Poorly charted.
A collision between ego and physics.

We’re lifting it.

Aluminium, glass, teak, and pride.
Prep starts tomorrow:
Lift bags, cameras, dive team, comms.

What floats gets saved.
What doesn’t becomes paperwork.

🧭 Wrecklog Entry – New Assignment

26-meter yacht. 18 meters deep.
Calm seas, visibility good. No storm.
Still managed to sink.

How? No one really knows.

#wrecklog #bootsmann #salvagecrew #workboatlife

Death is no farewell, but a return like a drop that gently sinks into the sea, joyfully merging with the One
that never forgot it.

#Thorsminde #Dänemark

Ich glaube ich war zu lange auf See…

From my time in Paris, I know that in France people would have burned a lot of stuff by now.