Posted on Monday, June 18, 2012 by Peter Knego
Globe-trotting ship enthusiast Mike Tattoli was in Italy this past week and took a side trip to Isola del Giglio where the wreck of COSTA CONCORDIA still lies, awaiting salvage. Mike was kind enough to share his photos and and a brief recap with MaritimeMatters.
“We took the ferry from the picturesque Porto Santo Stefano in Tuscany. During the 50 minute trip to Giglio, the ship starts coming into focus and my first impression was that it was a long white factory. You have to go right by the CONCORDIA as you enter the small, gorgeous port of Giglio. As I took in this surreal scene, I was thinking, ‘What a waste!’
There was no evident attempt to paint over her name or disguise her. CONCORDIA was surrounded by an oil skimming boom and her once immaculate semi-gloss white paint was faded and streaked with rust. Having been submerged for 6 months, the bow had a greenish/blackish moss forming around it. There was no evidence of petrol or contaminants in the water, which was as pristine as ever. The ship and many parts of it seemed to be frozen at the time of the strike — equipment was covered and deck chairs were tethered to their posts. The angle of the list was evident as doors that were not secured were open to the starboard side. The port bridge wing and navigation console where photos of (ex Captain) Schettino were taken, were untouched & above the fray.
Two un-launched port side life boats were still secured to the vessel, making one wonder why they waited. The Jacob’s ladder where so many people climbed down the side of the ship is still in place. Omni-present was the reason for the sinking: the enormous gash in her port side and a boulder that jutted from the engine room as if it were trying to escape. But what was most baffling is that the stabilizer was on the same plane & received no damage.
Overall, the CONCORDIA looked lifeless, like a doomed ship trying to fight the elements — reminiscent of the photos of DUILIO and GIULIO CESARE at Muggia (near Trieste) at the end of World War Two, just waiting to be raised & dismantled. I just could not believe my eyes — it was sad, like she wore a death mask of faded paint and ever-increasing rust.”
With very special thanks to Mike Tattoli