A city destroyed: The Halifax Explosion, 100 years later in 360-degrees

That December morning is crisp and clear, you know, those kinds of mornings. Halifax is full of life. People go to factories and stores. The children walk to school. It's a pretty busy

city

. The First World War is still raging and Halifax is an important center and far from danger. at least that's what everyone thought moments after dawn there in the navigation channel the SS Mont Blanc is arriving the plan is for it to join a convoy of ships bound for France on board there are explosives destined for the allies at the same time that the SS FEMA is preparing to come into port from a bait we are anchored overnight also is on an urgent mission bring green to Belgium the war there had left people literally starving across the hall right there a big belgian relief signal that is supposed to act as a signal for the german submarines not to attack, but the emo doesn't even make it to the open ocean out of nowhere a steamship hurriedly cuts the emo's path the pilots agree to cross the right side to avoid a collision that probably seemed sensible but they were breaking navigation rules and the email is now in the path of oncoming traffic remember the freighter Mont Blanc is moving cautiously between two crowded ferries in these In busy waters there is no way for passengers to notice that the nearby ship is packed with explosives.

Normally, a ship like this would carry a flag warning of her dangerous cargo, but it's wartime, a warning flag would simply invite a torpedo attack, so there isn't one. Email that is still on the wrong shipping route is suddenly faced with a tugboat that tows it too long. Cole bar jism, the quick-thinking captain of the tug, turns towards Halifax, but it's too late, he's a little stuck, he can't correct his course, which means now is the worst. right in the path of those explosives Mrs. Mom Blog the captain saw the danger immediately you see by law this is the moment when both must reverse their engines but they don't know it the Montblanc knows he has the right of way and is staying on course , the emo indicates that it won't, you'll probably be very scared, the two captains turned off their engines, but momentum keeps the ships moving forward, so imagine this, the Montblanc can't turn to the right, if it does, it could run aground all.

Instead, the ship could explode, the captain makes the only decision left: steer the Montblanc toward Halifax right in front of the emo and listen to this, which is the sound of the emo engines subtly going into reverse. , too late, although the ship ends up turning. into place and breaks into the side of a Mont Blanc, the cut is 3 meters away, opening several barrels of flammable benzoyl that spill all over the deck and down the side lines against the metal, creating Sparks and fires immediately begin to crawl across the Mont Blanc heavy explosive deck. The captain knows how bad this could be and orders his crew to abandon ship as they flee, rowing furiously toward the Dartmouth shore.

Those crew members salute. and they shout at the nearby boats they are just trying to warn everyone not to run away, no one seems to understand their warnings maybe it is the wind and the distance and the panic maybe it is because they are shouting in French quite dramatic scene the boat on fire the crowd begins to gather to run to the port to look the firefighters appear they have no idea What the model is carrying below deck, one compartment contains gun cotton, another two are filled with tea and tea and are stored everywhere is something called acid Picric, which is an extremely dangerous chemical used in the warheads of artillery shells, is even more powerful than TNT, basically Mont Blanc. a massive bomb waiting to explode 904 a.m. happens in an instant all buildings within a 800 meter radius are

destroyed

one thousand six hundred people die immediately nine thousand are injured the acrid smell of smoke and explosives suffocates the

city

all these

years

later

the Halifax

explosion

remains one of the worst disasters in Canadian history, all those losses from small movements, small decisions on a clear December day