RANCA NSW
HMAS KAPUNDA J218
Namesake: Town of Kapunda, SA Builder: Poole & Steel
Laid down: 27 August 1941
Launched: 23 June 1942
Commissioned: 21 October 1942
Decommissioned: 14 January 1946
Motto: Protect And Avenge
Battle honours:
Pacific 1942–44
New Guinea 1943–44
Fate: Sold for scrap in 1961
Displacement: 1,025 tons (full war load)
Length: 186 ft (57 m)
Beam: 31 ft (9.4 m)
Draught: 8.5 ft (2.6 m)
Propulsion: Triple expansion engine,
2 shafts, 1,800 hp
Speed: 15.5 knots
(28.7 km/h; 17.8 mph)
Complement: 77
Armament: 1 × 4-inch gun
3 × 20 mm Oerlikon guns
Depth charge
chutes and throwers
A plaque presented to the crew of HMAS Kapunda from her namesake city in December 1942. It now forms part of the WWII display in the Australian War Memorial, Canberra.
Extract from Corvette magazine
CORVETTE – MAID OF ALL WORK - The Corvette involved was HMAS KAPUNDA
Reprinted from the Queensland Digger, July 1943.
This graphic story is by a member of the crew of an Australian naval corvette and describes an eventful day’s work near Milne Bay. The corvette became by turns mine sweeper, escort, ack-ack ship, fire float, hospital ship and salvage tug – all in a day’s work.
The corvette had just entered Milne Bay as the Japs came over – 37 bombers flying at roughly 25,000 feet. Right up top they had a screen of fighters, maybe about 50, so it looked as though they were out to make a mess of this part of New Guinea. The bombers were in good formation as they approached, but suddenly two fell out of line, and began to leave a trail of smoke. That was a comforting sight, because it meant that the Kittyhawk and Lightnings were on their tails already.
The main formation came on steadily, well astern of the corvette, and passing over the bay dropped their eggs into the tangled mass of jungle that swept down to the shore. The booming roar of the explosions came rolling out to us as spurts of smoke and debris shot into the sky. Then came the dive bombers out of the blue. They make a frightening yet inspiring sight, when you have time to watch them. They were aiming at the shipping just offshore, coming in at mast height.
Our corvette twisted and turned as the planes came screaming down from all directions, but they left her severely alone; there were easier game, and maybe more important game to them in the less elusive supply ships down the bay. They singled out one and the first attack caused a fire to flare in her after hold, but her gun kept working and the second plane ran smack into the stream of shot that sent it turning frantically aloft to miss the mast. A second later, spurting flames, it took a wobbly, spinning dive into the “drink” and doused itself. It was good shooting.
As the bombing became more intense, the corvette took a hand. Her guns flashed and barked as the planes came in. The third Jap screamed down on to the stern of the injured freighter, but our guns got him just in time to send him staggering down to join his comrade in the sea. The raid continued for half an hour with dive bombers hurtling down, bombing and strafing and screaming as they split the wind, while from ship and shore the guns snapped and barked like excited dogs with a cat up a tree.
Then our fighters came back from chasing the heavier bombers home, and in a few moments the air was cleared and the Japs were streaking into the blue. So the curtain had come down on act one. We surveyed the scene; two ships on fire and one on the beach. We took the corvette close to the ship most seriously afire, and found her crew working like mad to get it under control. But they weren’t making much progress. They couldn’t with only buckets to fight it. So we manned our hoses, and our firemen in their fire-proofed suits went into the holds, taking the hoses with them. They fought the fire for two hours, all the time thinking it a hopeless job, until one section came under control, and spurred them to greater efforts.
The fire was fiercest above the after hold, where the bomb had first hit. Under that was a cargo of ammunition. They knew about that, and it didn’t make them happy, but they didn’t know about the unexploded bomb sitting up in the middle of the ammunition. That was found later. As it was, the situation in the after hold was bad enough. The ship was sinking by the stern, and the water from the fire hoses went rushing aft as fast as it hit the deck. It looked as though she might have to be beached.
There was also a blaze amidships which threatened the engine room, but the ratings from the corvette put that out with extinguishers. We took her lines aboard, but kept men handy to them with axes in case she decided to sink and take us with her.
Then a small merchantman went aboard of the burning ship and sent a line aboard, the tow began. Her bow was pointed to the wharf, though many of us thought she’d never make it. But she did after what seemed an age. In fact, it had taken so long that the fire was out when we got there. There wasn’t even any smoke. The ship wasn’t holed below the water line, and there was only a bit of shrapnel scar above, so we stuffed a few blankets into that.
But there were casualties aboard. Their doctor had done his best, and given morphia to a dozen or more of the Malay crew who were critically injured. But he himself was almost done up with a broken ankle and a fearsome gash to his head. The sick berth attendant from our corvette went aboard with a steward and some stoker assistants and they did a good job among the wounded Malays before more expert medical assistance could be brought from ashore.
While we were bringing the injured men aboard the corvette, others went to work unloading the ship. She got light and power for her winches from us, and engineers to help with her engines, and men to fix up her power supply. Later on we moved her and carried on the job of unloading with lighters. During the night we kept watch for a submarine that seemed to be hanging about.
Then it was decided to tow her back to Australia, and the corvette was given the job. We are not fitted for towing; being a minesweeper, but 10 feet of our anchor chain became a bridle, draped round her after bollards, with her own steel wire attached. So we started out. First our corvette tugging ahead like a terrier on a lead; then the merchantman with a tug nosing her stern, the three of us zigzagging across the bay until at last the freighter got steerage way.
Then, once out into the open sea, the tug went ahead and took a line from us so that the general effect was something like a circus parade with elephants each holding the other’s tail with his trunk.
And there the story ends, for the rest was uneventful till we got her safely home.
Extract Corvette magazine
Royal Australian Navy
FROM: Commanding Officer, H.M.A .S. "Kapunda".
DATE: 18th September, 1945
TO: Naval Officer in Charge, MOLUCCAS(Copy to Secretary, Navy Board)
SUBJECT: Report of Proceedings on the Occasion of the Surrender of Kuching.
SUBMITTED
AT 0600 1,9th September, Kapunda embarked sixty-four troops and departed for Tanjong Po, which is off the entrance to the Sarwak River. At 1400 l, lOth, Tanjong Po Light was sighted and Kapunda then carried out a search for any submerged obstacles, prior to the arrival of the convoy on the 11th. A channel three miles wide was searched, with negative results. This channel is on a bearing of 013° True from Tanjong Po and is twelve miles long. At 1630 1 Kapunda anchored.
At 0550 1, 11th, slow convoy was sighted and at 0730 1, U.S.S. "Barnes" and "Willoughby" arrived at the rendezvous . Kapunda weighed and proceeded to the entrance of the Sarawak River and anchored inside the bar to await the arrival of Brigadier Eastick, A.I.F., Commanding Officer, Kuching Force.
Brigadier T. Eastick and staff came aboard at 0945 1, Kapunda assumed duty as Headquarters Ship and proceeded up river followed by the ships of the convoy. Anchoring off Pending Jetty we awaited the arrival of the Japanese Commander, Major General Yamamura. No difficulty was experienced from a navigational point of view; the passage upriver was made without incident.
At 1425 1, Colonel Frizita , Chief Staff Officer to General Yamamura, arrived aboard and was escorted to Brigadier Eastick, who was seated at a small table on the foredeck. With Brigadier Eastick were the Commanding Officer of Kapunda, Lieut. A.J. Ford, R.A.N.R., Captain Jennings, U.S.N.R., Commanding Officer U.S.S. "Barnes ", and Lieut. Commander Fargo, Commanding Officer U.S. P.T. Flotilla
Lieut. Colonel Frizita, through an interpreter, informed Brigadier Eastick that Major General Yamamura was indisposed and requested to be excused from boarding Kapunda. The Brigadier replied in very strong terms that Lieut. Colonel Frizita was to return to General Yamamura and instruct him to report onboard forthwith.
At 1435 1, the General and his staff boarded Kapunda from H.M.A.S. "Air Clan" and were escorted to Brigadier Eastick by Major Roderigue and Lieut. A.C. Needham, R.A.N.V.R. The Brigadier then read the terms of unconditional surrender to General Yamamura, through the Japanese interpreter, Major Tatara, and ordered him to sign.
General Yamamura appeared very reluctant and had a long discussion with his staff. He then told Brigadier Eastick that as he had received no instructions from his superior officer, General Baba, he did not wish to sign. Brigadier Eastick then informed Major General Yamamura that General Baba had signed the surrender to Major General Wootten, G.O .C. 9th Australian Division, at 1600 1 the previous day. After further discussion with his staff, Major General Yamamura informed Brigadier Eastick that he would sign.
At 1445 1, 11th September, Major General Yamamura signed the surrender documents and surrendered his sword to Brigadier Eastick. At 1500 1, the Brigadier and Major General Yamamura departed to Pending Jetty, the latter's staff remaining onboard to confer with the staff of Brigadier Eastick.
The ceremony was a very simple one, and very impressive. A guard consisting of twelve Kapunda ratings and twelve men of the 2/4th Pioneers, commanded by the Gunnery Officer of Kapunda, was fallen in on the for'ard deck and the remainder of the ship's company along the ship's side in two lines through which General Yamamura had to pass. The appearance and bearing of the officers and ship's company of Kapunda was excellent and the Commanding Officer was congratulated by Brigadier Eastick for the appearance and conduct of all, and for the appearance of the ship.
At 1621 1, 11th September, Kapunda weighed and proceeded upstream to Kuching, a Malay pilot being used. It is considered that all ships proceeding upstream from Pending and drawing eight or more feet of water must use a local pilot, as this part of the river is very tricky. At 1758 1, Kapunda secured alongside Steamship Wharf, the first H.M.A. Ship to enter Kuching, and I think that this is the first occasion that the White Ensign has flown at Kuching in many years .
After Kapunda secured, the remaining vessels of the convoy, H.M.A.S. "Mother Snake", "Tiger Snake", H.D.M.L.1343, and "Air Clan", R.A.A.F. 06- 12, 06-13, and U.S. Sub Chaser 648 and two L.C.T.'s, were placed alongside and discharged all troops before dark.
It was a memorable day and a very successful one. No hitches occurred and Commanding Officers and ships' companies of the smaller H.M.A. Ships concerned are to be congratulated for their efficiency and smartness during the operation. Lieut. R.A.N.R.
Jack Goodall ex Kapunda
The iron was mined from Australian Hills
As steel it was rolled in Australian Mills
By our craftsmen 'twas built in a shipyard Down Under
When the masterpiece finished, they named it Kapunda.
The lads were as raw as the iron from the hills
Completely devoid of maritime skills'
But eager as loyal Australians can be
They enlisted to serve their country at sea.
The Navy soon taught the young lads in blue
How naval men think and naval men do
Then they sent in the old hand to add to the new
Together they formed Kapunda's first crew.
The old taught the new the tricks of the trade
And bonding together strong friendships were made
They worked and they trained till eventually
They were ready to take the new warship to sea.
She was not built for comfort you all will agree
She would roll like a barrel in a moderate sea
Yet would ride any storm the ocean would brew
But was she big enough for the job she must do?
There was room for the engines and room for the guns
Room fr Asdic, Radar and fuel room for tons
There was plenty of room for the crew to fit in
Provided they were packed like sardines in a tin.
Though she wasn't designed with the tropics in mind
She spent most of her time in this difficult clime
With the engine crew slowly melting away
In their mechanical sauna bath, eight hours a day.
Life in a Corvette wasn't much fun
But we weren't there for pleasure - a war to be won
Though the day may be tough, when you lay down your head
A hammock's as good as a four poster bed.
Games of cards in the mess, spinning dits round the table,
Or a yarn up in deck or run ashore when your able
It's the mateship that counts, for it just doesn't seem
To be nearly so hard when you'r part of a team.
We guarded the convoys, lifeblood of the war
Bombarded the Japs installation ashore
We fought of air raids, towed the damaged to port
Kapunda saw action of every sort.
A ship in a minefield or run on a reef
Kapunda would go in and bring them relief
Whether hunting a sub or shooting down zeros
We did our job - there were none of us heroes.
When the atom bombs dropped and the shooting had stopped
We went to Kuching the message to bring
The prisoners released, countries freedom assure
When the Japanese general surrendered his sword.
Then home to Australia, the crew gone ashore
No use for Kapunda was found anymore
After years of great service frustrating the Jap
They got her at last - they bought her as scrap.
That ship had a soul I believe to be true
It's an essence, distilled from the lives of her crew
Each man in her service contributes a share
Kapunda's great spirit was certainly there.
Though her steel to the furnace was taken once more
Her spirit remains on Australia's shore
That's what brings us to meet half a century on
To meet our old mates, talk of days that have gone.
To remember those times when though dangers were shared
There were those who were taken and we who were spared
We remember those lost without fanfare or fuss
Just the sober reminder - it could have been us.
All that's left is her bell in her proud namesake town
And her crew growing old as their numbers count down
We salute you Kapunda, our memories we prize
Your spirit remains 'till your last sailor dies.
Courtesy E.R.A Roy Allen
HMAS KAPUNDA
Extract from Corvette magazine September 2001
Extract from Corvette magazine
Royal Australian Navy
From: Commanding Officer, H.M.A.S Kapunda
Date: March 31, 1943
To: Secretary, Navy Board, Melbourne
Subject: Letter of Proceedings for March, 1943
(Copy to Rear-Admiral in Charge, Sydney)
Papua was sighted at dawn on the 1st. After passing China straits, a Kittyhawk plane, piloted by Sergeant Pilot M. Holdsworth, crash-landed in the sea close to our port beam. Reporting this to Warramunga, we were detailed to pick up the pilot. He was landed at Milne Bay, uninjured at 1440.
On the 6th, we embarked 247 American soldiers, three Australian lieutenant-colonels and a major for passage to Oro Bay. They were discharged at 1616 on the 7th.
At 0814 on the 8th, in company with Karsik we left for Milne Bay. When between Spear Island and Cape Nelson at 1255, eight bombers were seen flying in a shallow V formation. An unidentified plane message was dispatched. They passed eastern and wheeled to attack S.S. S. Jacob, escorted by H.M.A.S. Bendigo, which was about nine miles astern of us. The eight bombers were escorted by 12 fighters above them, and when the attack was made, the fighters moved to over the land to intercept any of our fighters.
After having bombed S.S. S. Jacob – columns of smoke could be seen rising from her – the eight bombers disappeared momentarily into thick cloud, and then approached us from the port beam. They were in line abreast.
At 1310 we opened fire with long barrage when the angle of sight of the planes was about 25 degrees. The first bursts were short. When the barrage was lengthened, they were still short, but mostly ahead of the planes, which then altered course to attack Karsik. The final fuse setting was 5,000 yds. When the bombers altered course towards her, and the bombs were released, Karsik went hard-a-port. About 16 bombs, two from each plane, it is presumed, fell all round the Karsik and although about three fell in front of her, three astern, and at least five on either side, she steamed out signalling: “O.K”.
Kapunda kept firing until the planes had passed over. Cease fire was ordered at 1317, and 12 minutes later the bombers disappeared northwards, and did not return. The fighters disappeared earlier.
Arriving at Milne Bay at 1200, we left in the afternoon to escort Karsik to Townsville, which was reached at 1116 on the 12th. Five hours later we left for Cairns for a boiler clean. Having fuelled, Kapunda berthed alongside Platypus with other A.M.S.’s, and commenced boiler cleaning. Ship’s company was giving 48 hours’ leave, the first leave of any duration for many weeks. On the 19th, the A/S dome was inspected by the Cairns base staff.
On the 21st, we left at 0300 to join convoy TN67 at Fitzroy Island, and took up station at 0600. The convoy arrived at Port Moresby on the 25th, where we ferried nearly 800 troops ashore from S.S. Cromer. We then fuelled from Charon. At Port Moresby an A/S watch was kept from daylight until dawn, across the harbour entrance, and a number of short A/S patrols outside the reef were carried out.
Escorting the Khoen Hoea to Milne Bay, we left on the 28th and arrived at 1245 on the 30th. The next day, Lieutenant Robertson, and Sub Lieutenant Burton joined for passage to Port Moresby. We fuelled from Warrego preparatory to slipping at 2am on April 1.Throughout the month, every opportunity was taken to remove more inflammable dock coverings. All below decks has now been removed, and a start has been made on the upper deck.
Monthly figures: Distance steamed 2343.2 miles
Hours under way 299.75 hours
Oil fuel expended 228.87 tons
Average speed 7.8 knots
Average distance per ton of fuel 10.23 miles
Quarterly figures: Distance steamed 10,246.5 miles
Hours under way 1,137.55 hours
Oil fuel expended 763.77 tons
Average distance per ton of fuel 13.42 miles
Monthly figures: Distance steamed 14,916 miles
Hours under way 1,714.96 hours
Oil fuel expended 1,066.17 tons
Average distance per ton of fuel 14.13 tons
The health and conduct of the ship’s company have been highly satisfactory.
Joseph Dixon
Lieutenant Commander, R.A.N.R.
Source: Australian War Memorial. Navy Records. Reports of Proceedings H.M.A.Ships. H.M.A.S. KAPUNDA
Article courtesy Jack Goodall
Extract from Corvette magazine
Extracts of a letter forwarded home during the final days of the 1939-45 conflict
by F.G. "No Bang" Cook HMAS Kapunda
HMAS Kapunda had just taken the surrender of the Japanese forces at Kuching, Sarawak Borneo and released 2017 prisoners-of-war of which some 400 were stretcher cases. The letter reads in part:-
12.9.45
I feel it is fitting that Kapunda was the ship which the signing took place.
She had been in commission for approximately three years and in that time had been right up with the show. She was on the heels of the Japs right from Milne Bay, the first corvette to enter Madang, one of the earliest escort ships to be at Morotai and the first again to enter Labuan.
Kuching is the capital of Sarawak and lies 15 miles up the Sarawak River. On Monday we were laying off the entrance and the next morning we entered and steamed upstream. We carried approximately 60 A.I.F. personnel original 3th Div. troops I believe. Other ships in the convoy also carried army personnel, medical stores etc. We departed at 0600 hrs. Approximately 1200 hrs we reached the area in which the Japanese C.O. resided where we dropped anchor. At the same time a flight of six Mosquito bombers came roaring through the skies and right over the residence a most impressive ceremony.
Upon request to appear to the Officer in Charge of the Allied party Brig. Eastick the Jap C.O. declined as he stated he was suffering from Malaria but an order from the Brig, no doubt a very firm one too, did see him agree and at 1400 hrs four officers duly appeared looking rather glum. Upon reaching Kapunda the three lesser officers were relieved of their swords. The C.0. General Yamamura was allowed to retain his until the actual ceremony of surrender took place. He then signed the official forms and handed his sword to Brig. Eastick.
Courtesy Jack Goodall ex Kapunda
Extract from Corvette magazine October 1989
HMAS Kapunda Association - Jack Thompson writes:
"if enthusiasm and numbers are any criteria, the ships' reunion in Kapunda Town will be a rave. About 100 are set to attend the Civic Reception and Reunion on Saturday 21 October next.
As a bonus about 60 of us are booked to attend the SA RANCA State Reunion on Friday 20 October.
Looks like a good example of the excellent relationships between Ship and Corvettes' Associations.
Extract from Corvette magazine April 1990
Jack Goodall recently came across the following letter filed with Commanding Officers Monthly Letters of Proceedings, dated 4 October 1945 from Brigadier T.C. Eastick, Commander Kuching Force to your Lieutenant Ford:
On departure of HMAS KAPUNDA from Kuching Force, I desire to express my sincere thanks to you, your Officers and Other Ranks for the splendid co-operation afforded the force at all times.
Ever since you were allotted to Kuching Force nothing has been too much trouble and the success which has attended this operation has been in no small measure a result of your help.
We wish you Bon Voyage and a speedy return to Australia.
Extract from Corvette magazine July 1990
HMAS Kapunda Association Re-Union
British Ex-Service Club, Sydney
19 October 11am for 12.30pm lunch
3 course meal $ 15 per head (all included)
Extract from Corvette Magazine January 1991
Dits - Jack Hutchinson ex Kapunda writes:
Kapunda was proceeding up the Kuching River to the surrender of the Japanese forces in Borneo under General Yamamuka.
I was standing near the depth charges looking at the nearby dense jungle thinking of all the Jap rifles pointing at me, when I felt the screws labouring and felt the bumping through my feet and a slightly higher pitch in the vibration that denotes shallow water. I looked after and saw two whirls of muddy water in our wake………… I decided to go up on the Bridge. It was crowded with senior officers. There were Brigadier Eastick and his staff. Our Captain, Jim (Henry) Ford was in a belligerent mood.
He pulled out his .45 revolver and put it to the Chinese pilot’s head and said, “If you put my ship on the mud, I’ll blow your bloody brains out” and he dug the barrel a bit further into the temple for emphasis. I had visions of blood spurting over me and backed off. “Full ahead both” ordered our blood-thirsty skipper. The bell rang and I went down to the upper deck.
Henry Ford had the situation under control and the poor old pilot lived to take us up to the Kuching Wharf, load to the plimsoll with the best of the 9th Division Headquarters and their suitcases.
Extract from Corvette Magazine JULY 1991
Roy Allen ex Kapunda gives us another story from the Engine Room:
I was ERA on watch in the Engine Room when we ran over the mud bank. The lift and slithering sensation, the momentary stopping of one engine and general slowing down were just what we had feared. Being stranded, a sitting duck, literally “up the creek”, was not a pleasant prospect, so no need for orders telegraphed from the bridge, those engines were on “full ahead” instantly – absolute full steam as we thrashed our way through the mud to clear running again.
One engine was running too fast and slight vibration down the propeller shaft indicated a damaged prop. It turned out to be bent, but with no damage to the stern glads etc., we only needed to increase the revs on that engine to balance thrust. You can be lucky, and we were.
On return from Kutchin was also a notable event. We embarked a large number of Jap swords in bags and crates, consigned to army HQ of course. During the middle watch I decided that I was as entitled to a sword as anybody else, so I crept into the wardroom flat, past the officers cabins and a couple of army officers on camp stretchers, to the door to the hold. The door was heavily cleated, but I was able to undo it quietly enough to get in, make my selection and return to the Engine Room with my trophy.
The rest of the engine room crew followed suit, but as my route was too risky, went in through a manhole from the Tiller Flat; so we all got swords and so did the next watch.
On arrival at Brunei up came the cargo. Swords sagged in half empty bags and rattled in crates. The resulting furor was quickly silenced by skipper Jim Ford, who declared that he had accepted a certain number of bags and crates of swords and had delivered the same number of bags and crates containing the swords. I believe he received an official signal from the army, demanding an explanation and replied in a very forthright and somewhat rude manner. If someone remembers that reply, it would be worthwhile part of Kapunda’s history.
Engine Room swords came home in fuel tank accessible only through a manhole in the ERA’s mess, forbidden to be opened except in dockyard or dire emergency.