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A Time to Die: The Untold Story of the Kursk Tragedy

A Time to Die: The Untold Story of the Kursk Tragedy

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by Robert Moore, Pete Cross (Narrated by)

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Ona quiet Saturday morning in August 2000, two explosions—one so massive it was detected by seismologists around the world—shot through the shallow Arctic waters of the Barents Sea. Russia’s prized submarine, the Kursk, began her fatal plunge to the ocean floor.

Award-winning journalist Robert Moore presents a riveting, brilliantly researched


Ona quiet Saturday morning in August 2000, two explosions—one so massive it was detected by seismologists around the world—shot through the shallow Arctic waters of the Barents Sea. Russia’s prized submarine, the Kursk, began her fatal plunge to the ocean floor.

Award-winning journalist Robert Moore presents a riveting, brilliantly researched account of the deadliest submarine disaster in history. Journey down into the heart of the Kursk to witness the last hours of the twenty-three young men who survived the initial blasts. Visit the highly restricted Arctic submarine base to which Moore obtained secret admission, where the families of the crew clamored for news of their loved ones.

Drawing on exclusive access to top Russian military ?gures, Moore tells the inside story of the Kursk disaster with factual depth and the compelling moment-by-moment tension of a thriller.

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Publishers Weekly
Late in the morning of August 12, 2000, two massive explosions proved fatal to the Russian nuclear submarine Kursk. The destruction was caused by a torpedo leaking a highly volatile liquid, destroying the forward compartments of the doomed ship and killing most of its crew. Incredibly, 23 men remained alive and trapped in compartment number nine, located near the rear of the sub. Moore, chief U.S. correspondent for the British ITN News, whose book has already climbed onto bestseller lists overseas, will now reach an eager American readership with this gripping account of the Kursk's death. Russian officers at first delayed in searching for the sub, and then, when it was finally located a hundred meters below the icy waters of the Barents Sea, decided to try to rescue the survivors themselves, despite hopelessly antiquated technology. The Russians finally assented to international aid, and a team of British and Norwegian experts was finally assembled, with two ships anchored near the hulk of the Kursk, but the Russians again delayed while protocol was worked out. Finally, when the escape hatch was opened and a camera inserted, it was apparent that all survivors were dead. Moore, who interviewed families of some of the crew as well as anonymous naval officers, has compiled an hour-by-hour account of this tragedy, highlighting Russian bureaucratic delays, pride that prevented asking for help, and the desire of some officials to protect the nuclear secrets of the ship rather than concentrate on rescuing the crew. Moore also highlights the stormy reception given to Russian Pres. Vladimir Putin by families of the crew. The eventual salvage of the submarine and the removal of the bodies also makes compelling reading. Although some questions remain to be answered, Moore's incisive journalistic approach to the Kursk tragedy will remain the best English-language account of this event for some time. (Jan. 21) Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
English television correspondent Moore crafts a fast-paced, absorbing account of the 2000 sinking of the Russian submarine Kursk and the political intrigues that followed. The Kursk was a wonder of naval architecture, a giant displacing 23,000 tons and designed to hunt down and destroy aircraft carriers and elude detection by sonar. Commanded by a legendary sailor, it was held by its designers to be unsinkable. Vessels that are not supposed to sink always do, of course, though the Kursk’s fate was particularly gruesome: leaking hydrogen peroxide inside a torpedo casing apparently set off a massive explosion that ripped the guts of the submarine apart. Many sailors were killed immediately, while others drowned as the vessel sank to the floor of the Barents Sea and slowly filled with seawater. Some crewmembers survived but could not escape or make their whereabouts known; the vessel’s emergency buoy had been disabled lest it "accidentally deploy and reveal the sub’s position to Western naval forces," Moore writes, and few of its safety mechanisms worked. By his account, Western observers had been following the Kursk all along as the Russian ship participated in naval exercises, which made it easy enough for the Western powers to offer to join in rescue efforts. The Russian admiralty was reluctant to accept due to nationalistic pride, fear that military secrets might be given away, and embarrassment that it could not take care of its own emergencies, having starved the navy of an adequate search-and-rescue service. (Moore writes that in 1999 the Northern Fleet requested a million dollars to fund such a service, but was given only fourteen thousand.) In the end, survivors of the explosionhaving since drowned, it was a combined group of Russian, Norwegian, and English sailors who found the Kursk’s remains, to the deep embarrassment of the Putin government. A fine job of reporting—and a good read for Tom Clancy fans and students of contemporary world politics alike.

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I: 6 a.m., Thursday, August 10

Vidyaevo Garrison

IN A GENTLE CURVE of the hills, surrounded by pine and birch trees, and sandwiched between pristine lakes and the Arctic Sea, the brutal architecture of a Russian garrison town comes into view with first light. Dawn does no favors for Vidyaevo. Gray concrete apartment blocks squat in the valley, crumbling with neglect, and the roads leading to the central square are blistered and cracked. People live in this lonely corner of the Kola Peninsula only because someone has ordered them to do so. The only civilians allowed are the families of the sailors and naval officers, along with a few hundred local workers needed to support and supply the base. They are provided with documents and special passes to get through the security barricades and the perimeter fence. All other outsiders are strictly forbidden.

There are no bars or cafes, no cinemas or sports clubs in Vidyaevo. There is not even a church or a school. This secret, desolate outpost lies within the Arctic Circle, eighty miles northwest of Murmansk. Moscow sits a thousand miles to the south, and the nearest communities are all other submarine bases. The teenagers of Vidyaevo are sent off to the cities to live with relatives; the elderly have sought sanctuary where the geography and the climate are kinder. Only submariners, their wives, and those children too young to be sent elsewhere remain. Those who live in the town say it is a community without a soul. Vidyaevo has 18,000 residents, but no one calls it home.

During the long, brutal winter, the Arctic wind scythes through the town. There are naval ports along this coast where ropes are strung out along the roadsides to allow pedestrians to stay upright in the icy gales. In the humorous slang of the Northern Fleet, the sub base of Gremikha is also called "Flying Dogs," since the town's pets have been known to be blown through the air in the fierce wind. The locals wisely stay indoors or cling to the roadside ropes.

Founded in 1968, Vidyaevo is one of a string of such military towns that the Russian Navy built on the Kola Peninsula during the height of the Cold War. For decades, maps of the region showed no markings at all for the submarine bases. Careful scrutiny of Soviet-era charts reveals just a mass of inlets and fjords and an enigmatic coastline. Only some of the larger towns are marked with mysterious names that hint at military settlements: Base-35, Severomorsk-7, Shipyard-35, Murmansk-60. The official thinking was that if someone had to look at a map or ask directions, he had no business going there in the first place. For much of its short history, Vidyaevo did not officially exist.

The town was named after Fyodor Vidyaev, an impoverished trawlerman from the Volga region who became a legend during the Second World War as a fearless submarine captain. On April 8, 1942, his boat was severely damaged by a German destroyer, and Vidyaev attempted to limp home on the surface. With no power, he ordered the crew to stitch together a sail, tying it between the deck and the raised periscope. Unable to reach land, just as the crew was preparing to scuttle the submarine, they were rescued by another Soviet ship. After further combat patrols, each of them notching up successes against German shipping, in the summer of 1943 Vidyaev's Shch-422 submarine was lost with all hands. In the skilled words of Stalin's propagandists, Vidyaev made for a potent legend: the young fisherman from the south whose cunning and courage swung the battle in the Arctic against the Nazis.

A solitary road leads to the Vidyaevo base, winding through the low contours of the Kola Peninsula. The only signs of life along the route are the dwarf birch trees, frozen for much of the year, their growth stunted by the weight of snow and ice upon them. That they grow at all in this climate is an extraordinary achievement. The stark beauty of the land seems enhanced by knowledge of the destructive military power and nuclear weaponry that lie at the end of the road. For security reasons, no overhead lights and no markings delineate the route—there's just a strip of asphalt snaking through the woods. Reflective patches nailed to roadside trees at chest height assist drivers down the potholed route.

Most nights, an eerie silence falls over the base, although down at the docks the steady hum of pier-side generators is punctuated by the pacing of guards trying to stay warm. They protect the submarines around the clock against theft or espionage. In the town at night, the only noise is the occasional bark of a wild dog searching for scraps of food.

Shortly after dawn on August 10, that silence was broken as the base burst into life. In apartments and barracks, sailors quickly dressed and packed one spare set of clothes in their canvas bags. Minutes later, the young men emerged, striding out down the streets, shaking off the early-morning cold. Several buses and trucks arrived to take them down to the docks.

Twenty-four-year-old Sergei Tylik was among those early risers. Like many naval officers, his dislike of life on the base was outweighed by the sense of achievement he felt whenever he headed out to sea. As far as he was concerned, he traveled between two different worlds. There was the shame of living in a dilapidated and primitive base no one cared about, and then there was the pride of working on one of Russia's premier nuclear-powered submarines. The officers used to joke about why they liked the strenuous work aboard the Kursk so much: Why do we want to be on patrol? Because it means we're no longer ashore.

The son of a submariner, Sergei had spent all his life on the Kola Peninsula. Serving in the Northern Fleet was like joining the family business. As a boy, he had loved to listen to officers gathered at his home talk of their adventures at sea. When his father was due to return from long voyages, Sergei's mother would take him down to the pier to wait for the first glimpse of the submarine. His earliest memories were of standing at the docks, wrapped up against the wind, eagerly scanning the horizon.

Sergei said a brief goodbye to his wife, Natasha, and to Lisa, their nine-month-old baby. A lingering farewell was reserved for longer voyages; this was a quick exercise, less than a week, and the submarine would not even leave home waters.

Moored to Pier Number Eight, lying low and menacing in the water, loomed the principal source of Sergei's pride. Russia couldn't offer much these days to inspire a young man with enthusiasm, but this submarine was different. With her huge double hulls and massive steel bulkheads dividing her into a series of sealed compartments, the Kursk was described by her designers as unsinkable.

She was the seventh of a class of boats that the Russian Navy designates as an Antey 949A-type and NATO calls an "Oscar II." Whatever you call these subs, they are easily the largest class of attack submarine ever built. Oscar IIs are designed to play a very specific role in combat: to hunt down and destroy American aircraft carriers and their battle groups. Their main weapon is the SS-N-19 Shipwreck, a supersonic anti-ship cruise missile designed to fly so fast and low that it can penetrate even the best Western naval air defenses.

Few other ships have been built amid as much turmoil as the Kursk was. During the three years of her construction, the nation she was designed to defend had self-destructed. She was planned under Communism, approved during Mikhail Gorbachev's era of reforms, and her keel was laid down under Boris Yeltsin. In the end, she was commissioned and launched into not the Soviet Navy but the Northern Fleet of the Russian Federation.

The construction of the Kursk began in the summer of 1992, on the slips of a White Sea shipyard in Severodvinsk, near Archangel. A canvas roof shielded the project from American satellite reconnaissance. Her design dated back to the late 1970s, when the Soviet Union hoped that a new class of giant attack submarine would guarantee victory in any future naval battle. She was a formidable machine the height of a four-story building and longer than two football fields. Submerged, she displaced 23,000 tons. Engineering on this scale was more than just impressive—it seemed outright audacious that anyone could design and build a submarine of this size.

The Kursk's most distinctive feature was her double hull. The outer hydrodynamic hull was made from a high-quality material known as "austenitic steel," with a high-nickel, high-chrome content. Just a third of an inch thick, it was not only strongly resistant to corrosion but had a lower magnetic signature, making it more difficult to track through the water. The inner pressure hull was much thicker, about two inches of high-alloy steel, providing the boat with impressive strength and structural stability. Sitting amid some of the most resource-rich territories in the world, the engineers felt little need to economize on the quality of their steel. The double hulls, with a space of over six and a half feet between them, greatly improved the Kursk's ability to survive a collision or torpedo attack.

Her internal design showed considerable flair and attention to detail as well. Compared with the earlier generation of claustrophobic and noisy Soviet submarines, the Kursk was fitted with extraordinary luxuries, including a relaxation area where the sailors could read or listen to music, a small aquarium, and a sauna.

One cool day in March 1995, a quiet ceremony was held in the docks of Vidyaevo. An Orthodox priest, Father Ioann, walked down the ranks of the sailors lining the pier. To each of them, he handed a small icon of St. Nicholas, the patron saint of sailors. In the new Russia, where Communist faith had collapsed and religion was filling the void, even a nuclear submarine needed to be baptized.

Father Ioann solemnly sprinkled holy water over the bow while an assistant murmured prayers and burned incense in a small cup. Finally, after being given a tour of the submarine, the priest handed to the Fleet command a twelfth-century icon of Our Lady of Kursk. With reverence and pride, the medieval treasure was placed near the command center to act as the submarine's protector, guaranteeing safe voyages in defense of the Russian motherland.

Meet the Author

Robert Moore is an award-winning TV journalist who was ITN’s Moscow correspondent during the collapse of the Soviet Union, and subsequently served as their Middle East correspondent. Since 1997, he has been their foreign affairs editor, covering a wide range of international stories, including wars in Chechnya, Kosovo and Sierra Leone.

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Time to Die: The Untold Story of the Kursk Tragedy 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 12 reviews.
Anonymous 8 months ago
Not to technical and well written. Sad story,the people who work on submarines know that it is dangerous. Too bad there was so much squabbling and pride involved though as maybe the help could have gotten there sooner.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
English 12 Keegan Block 4 Overall a Time to Die by Robert Moore is a great book that reveals the gripping story of the Kursk Tragedy. At 11:28 A.M. on Saturday, August 12, 2000, high in the Arctic Circle under the roiling surface of the Barents Sea; Captain Gennady Lyachin, the pride of Russia’s Elite performs that last step of firing a practice Torpedo. Suddenly, this elaborate naval exercise goes terribly wrong when the torpedo explodes. Incinerating all seven men in the submarines first compartment. Eventually the first compartment fills with freezing ocean water, sinking the Kursk. The submarine ends up sinking to a terrifying depth of 325 feet. After analyzing all there options the crew decided to put their faith in the Fleet, staying in the 9th compartment. While waiting for rescue the Kursk survivors would face four immediate problems: falling oxygen levels as the breathed the air in the compartment; rising carbon-dioxide levels as the exhaled and plummeting temperatures as the submarine sunk to horrific pressures. Some of the major themes throughout this book were all the tactical missions and approaches the Russian Submarines had to face an example of this is on page 26 when it is said “On board the Northern Fleet submariners, the commanding officers were preparing for the tactical phase of the war games, when they would maneuver within their pre-assigned “patrol boxes” and try to avoid detection by the Russian surface ships.” This quote really shows an example of how these submarines try and be as tactful as possible to avoid being detected so they can spy and find out secret information about different countries. I really enjoyed how the author wrote this book in a way you feel you’re actually inside the ship as it maneuvers. Also I find it really exhilarating is when your reading this book you feel like you’re actually performing all of these secret missions deep under the sea. I feel anyone ages 13 and older would like reading this book because it’s thrilling and has some historical relevance. I think this age group should definitely read this book because it gives you knowledge about an important historic event as well as learning what it’s like to work inside a Russian Submarine. Anyone ages 12 and younger reading this book would probably not enjoy this book because they might get scared and think it’s boring. Overall I enjoyed this book but the only thing I didn’t really enjoy was how long it explained certain sections. I definitely think this book should be made into a movie because its action packed, and full of non-stop entertainment. The writing style was good gave you in depth examples and information as the story was progressing, to allow the reader to connect to what was happening. Overall rating out of 10 would be 8/10.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Excellent book. Well written. I had difficulty putting this book down.
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The Kursk was a subject I was interested in learning more about and this book was an ideal match. Very detailed and well written, it captures the series of events from all angles. You can tell the author has a strong knowledge of Russia's military and politics, and the book is evidence of that.
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Guest More than 1 year ago
Robert Moore has done a superb job recounting the tragedy that befell the Kursk's submariners. This book answered many questions for me, including what the last hours of the survivors lives were like and the conditions they endured. I also learned exactly how they died. It was truly harrowing. This book also left me angry that the hardliners in the Russian government cared more about protecting their military secrets than safeguarding the precious lives of their long neglected Navy crews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Robert Moore's research is incredibly thorough. His book approaches the tragic sinking of the Russian submarine 'Kursk' from every legitimate angle, his management of timelines is excellent and the style of the writing makes for a compelling read. This is indeed a wonderful account.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Moore provides a very detailed account of this tragedy with ample attention paid to the families of the officers and sailors. While he is direct about the actions (or lack thereof) of the Russian leadership, he takes time to explain the difficult circumstances of the modern Russian fleet. A dramatic read for those interested in submarines, modern Russia, or both.