Graf Zeppelin Visit 1929

Graf Zeppelin stateroom

Graf Zeppelin stateroom

THE ZEPPELIN FLIGHT—beg pardon, the Hearst-Zeppelin flight—captures the imagination, as does any activity of these huge, slightly incredible ships which now and then nose through the sky, inviting mortals to gape. Eclipsing its last year’s Friedrichshafen-New York record by sixteen hours, it arrived in this country and landed its passengers, chimpanzee, gorilla, and 600 canaries. Then it faced around, and, fifty-five hours after leaving Lakehurst, entered its hangar back home, first stop in the Tokio-Los Angeles-New York circuit—a 21,700-mile trip, the longest ever attempted by a dirigible.

Yet, just as there is hardly an adventurous person who would not swap places with one of the Graf Zeppelin’s passengers, there is hardly a shrewd person who believes that the much-discussed commercial transatlantic dirigible service is a possibility for the near future. Commander Sir Charles D. Burney, head of the company which built the British giant R-100, has pointed out that, in the first place, the Graf Zeppelin’s crossing time does not show a sufficiently big margin over that of fast ships.

Furthermore, even if, as Dr. Eckener and other experts hope, dirigibles prove able to make the crossing in two days or so, other obstacles present themselves. There is the expense of housing and inflating the craft, its perishable nature, and the size of the ground crew which must be maintained for launching and landing purposes. Again, there is the difficulty of mooring a ship of 8,000,000 cubic feet capacity in all weathers, not to mention the difficulty of keeping it aloft. For spectacular purposes, the dirigible undoubtedly will increase in feasibility and popularity. As a business proposition, however, its prospects remain decidedly up in the air.

Mauretania vs Bremen

MAURETANIA

THE MAURETANIA, grand old lady of the seas, will have to substitute lavender or gray, or some other shade more suitable to her advanced years, for her jaunty blue pennant. For the Mauretania is well out of her ‘teens. As her captain pointed out, she has smoked a good bit in her day and is a trifle short-winded. Yet she need not mind taking it easy now while the Bremen, reigning belle of the moment, streaks past her; she has her memories.

Moreover, there’s life in the old girl yet. Thoroughly overhauled before her last westward trip, she set out to see how much of the eight hours’ difference between her own and the Bremen’s record she could slice off. She was constantly beset with bad weather, whereas weather conditions for the Bremen had been perfect. Speed had to be reduced for several hours while a surgical operation was performed on board. Nevertheless, she finished nearly five hours ahead of her own previous record and but four hours behind that of the Bremen—this with the same boilers and turbine engines with which she steamed from Liverpool to New York on her maiden voyage twenty-two years ago in 1907.

It is admittedly doubtful that, even with ideal weather, the ex-queen could go the pace of her new rival. Her maximum average, it is thought, would be 27.4 knots an hour, while the Bremen averaged 27.83 on her westward trip and probably will better that as her machinery is broken in. Then, too, there will be a fresh crop of slim, high-stepping young things to compete with, as the ship-building programs of the various countries are carried forward.

The Mauretania may rest content. Let these young whippersnappers wait until they are her age; then, if they are able to beat their own records as substantially as she has beaten hers, they will indeed have something to boast about.

From 1929 Magazine Article