About Revisions Arundo NJ Max Depth: 121-130ft/37-40m Entry Type: Boat Bottom Composition: Sand Aquatic Life: Plenty To See 6/21/2012 3:25 PM

Sank April 28, 1942. 73 feet over wreck. Gentile reports the wreck at 130 feet, torpedoed by U-136. Because of its huge size, the Arundo is one of the most fascinating wrecks to explore. The remains of the locomotives can be found in the sand on the starboard side, about fifty to one hundred feet forward of the propeller.

In a daring shallow water attack, a single torpedo from the U-136 tore open the starboard side of the Arundo just below the bridge and blew off the hold covers. The stricken ship heeled over to starboard and sank in only five minutes. Survivors of the attack were soon picked up by nearby vessels, but her cargo of war materiel outward bound for the campaign in North Africa never made it. That cargo included jeeps, big 10-wheeled army trucks, 2 locomotives, and 5000 cases of Canadian beer. After the war the Arundo was wire dragged and otherwise demolished, and her exact location was lost. There are several other wrecks in close proximity which have all gone under the name Arundo until the true Arundo was finally re-identified. What remains of the real Arundo is more a vast debris field than a ship, although some parts are still tall and almost recognizable. The highest parts near the bow are at about 110 ft, but the bulk of the wreck is at 120-130 ft, and the stern goes down to 140 ft at the sand. This is not a dive for the faint-hearted. You can expect a long boat ride to cold, silty, dark conditions in the Mud Hole, and the depth of this site is going to require a considerably higher level of experience and equipment than most others, and should only be attempted by those who are realistically prepared. The Arundo is also heavily fished, and offers myriad ways for the unwary diver to get entangled in the usually poor visibility. This is a two-knife double-tank decompression dive. If you are willing and able, what you will find is amazing. By way of comparison, imagine the Mohawk, but twice as big and twice as deep. Or better yet, imagine the Algol with a full cargo, exploded all over the place. I was told the bow juts up with two huge anchors still attached and is very impressive, so I got directions and set out to find it on the second dive. Well, I must have taken a wrong turn, because I went out to the end of a 300 ft wreck reel, and I never saw a bow, or an anchor, or an end to this enormous wreck. Everywhere there are large truck tires, some still mounted in eight wheel sets to double-axle truck differentials, others crated together or just lying around. Much other debris is scattered all over, and in many places the walls of the hull still stand high out of the sand. One of the locomotives lies off the wreck in the sand; the other resembles a overly long, narrow boiler. Most of the parts having rusted away. At right is a drive wheel. There is a seemingly never-ending supply of unbroken but rather ordinary one quart clear glass beer bottles for collectors of such things. These bottles are filled with the foulest looking black muck. In fact, every part of this wreck seems to be covered in filth and sediment (as if there is such a thing as a clean wreck!) and the overall conditions are rather dark and dreary, even on a good day.