The Night the Dams Burst

  DAVID IRVING

  The Night the

  Dams Burst

  Focal Point Classic Edition ISBN 1–872197–3–5

  Based on three articles by the author first published in The Sunday Express, London, in May 1973. We acknowledge, Crown copyright in some documents and photographs used. Every effort has been made to trace copyright holders of other images, and they are invited to contact us at info@fpp.co.uk

  © David Irving and Parforce UK Ltd. 1973, 2011

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  A SPECIAL FOUR-PART HISTORY of the heroic RAF Bomber Command attack on the Ruhr Dams in May 1943, immortalised by the British movie The Dambusters. David Irving wrote the original account for The Sunday Express, London, in May 1973. He used official British and German documents, and interviews with the surviving airmen and with Barnes Wallis, the British scientist who invented the unique “bouncing bomb” which smashed the dams. Wallis gave him exclusive access to his private papers and diaries. The author has expanded his account with materials which have become available since then.

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  Banged Up: Survival as a Political Prisoner in 21st Century Europe

  IN PREPARATION:

  “Churchill's War”, vol. iii: “The Sundered Dream”

  Heinrich Himmler

  The night the Dams Burst

  by David Irving

  CHAPTER ONE: In which Mr Barnes Wallis fights for acceptance of his revolutionary new weapon. then sees it fail

  CHAPTER TWO: In which Mr Barnes Wallis gets the special bomb to work, and the raid begins

  CHAPTER THREE: In which the Ruhr Dams are breached

  Afterword: It was the back spin that did the trick

  Notes and Sources

  One of Britain's great commanders, Marshal of the Royal Air Force Sir Arthur Harris: above with US air force general Ira Eaker two months after the Dams Raid in 1943; below with author David Irving in 1962.

  CHAPTER ONE: In which Mr Barnes Wallis fights for acceptance of his revolutionary new weapon but then sees it fail

  “THIRTY-NINE MILE AN HOUR, I makes it,” said the plain-clothes policeman. He opened his notebook and solemnly eyed the watch in his hand.

  White-haired and timid, the driver of the small black Wolseley Ten saloon blinked at him absently from behind metal-rimmed spectacles.

  “By Jove, was I really doing that, officer? My mind must have been miles away.”

  Mr Barnes Wallis looked at his own watch. He was anxious: it was half-past eleven, and at noon he had to be at the Vickers building in Westminster. But here he was, still in Putney Vale.

  “I am on urgent business, officer – Government business. It's top secret,” he stammered.

  The policeman grunted, unimpressed. “Really?” he said, licked his thumb, and turned over a new page in his notebook.

  Wallis groaned. He knew that he was carrying a top-secret film and that he should have an armed RAF guard with him. But this morning the instructions to report to London had come too suddenly for that.

  Just two hours before, Sir Charles Craven, the Chairman and Managing Director of Vickers-Armstrong, had telephoned him at his drawing-office near Weybridge, and ordered him to come up to town at once: “The First Sea Lord wants to see your film of ‘Highball’,” he said. “The one you dropped at Chesil Beach.”

  To cap it all, just as he had been leaving the Vickers Works, the works foreman had run out and told him that a crack had been found in a Wellington bomber's spar, and it needed an urgent decision. Barnes Wallis was the famous aircraft's designer. That had delayed him for a good half hour. And now this.

  “Can I see your driving licence, Sir?”

  Wallis fumed. He was deceptively mild-mannered, slight in build, and with innocent grey-blue eyes behind those metal frames. Keeping their Lordships of the Admiralty waiting was one thing, but he dreaded the wrath of Sir Charles: Commander Sir Charles Worthington Craven was a powerful man, and Barnes Wallis had more than once fallen foul of him in his long career.

  He was nearly half an hour late when he finally stumbled into the private cinema in the Vickers company's headquarters building in Westminster, clutching the precious reel of film under one arm. Four or five admirals were standing around, shifting from one foot to another in extreme impatience. Admiral Sir Dudley Pound, the First Sea Lord, was talking to Craven, and Wallis could see that the glowering Vickers chairman was not in a benign mood towards aircraft engineers today.

  What saved Wallis from Sir Charles now was the amazing film he had brought with him.

  Onto the screen flickered a title: “Most Secret Trial Number One.” Then the camera's telescopic lens focused onto the dark shape of a Wellington bomber, flying low over the waves just off shore.

  “That is Chesil Beach,” said Barnes Wallis. “Now – watch that bulge hanging beneath the plane …”

  Wallis originally designed his bomb as a sphere. Testing was carried out from December 1942 at Chesil in Dorset. It proved prone to impact damage. Vickers produced this wooden version, dimpled like a golf ball. First tested on Saturday January 23, 1943 the wooden sphere bounced thirteen times.

  The bulge was a large black ball, about four feet six inches in diameter. It was obviously spinning backwards at high speed. A
light flashed in the cockpit, and the steel ball dropped towards the sea.

  That was when the surprises began. Not only did this strange heavy ball fall much more slowly than seemed normal, but when it struck the sea it bounced – it bounced not once but twelve, then thirteen times, with Wallis jubilantly counting each bounce out aloud. It had bounded about half a mile along the sea's surface before it finally ploughed into a wave and sank.

  “That's it!” announced Wallis. “That bomb answers most of the problems facing the Air Force today. Dropped at high altitude over Germany, it will float down much more slowly – so it can be dropped from further outside the range of specially defended targets. Used as a naval weapon, it will bounce over any of the booms and torpedo nets that the enemy uses to protect his warships at anchor – and his huge dams.”

  He chuckled, like a conjurer who has just pulled off a particularly pleasing trick. “And,” he said, “when it strikes a battleship's side, because of its back-spin, it will actually curve inwards beneath the ship's hull as it sinks – so it can be exploded just where the enemy has never bothered to put any armourplate.”

  SINKING BATTLESHIPS alone would not win the war. Wallis believed however that there was one operation that just might do that: he had been fighting for years for one massive attack to be carried out on Germany's most vital dams – a project he had dubbed “An Engineer's Way to Win the War.”

  This was typical Barnes Wallis. He was outstandingly capable of thinking up new ideas – almost all of which met with fierce opposition from officialdom: he probably preferred it that way. When Professor Sir Thomas Merton, one of Winston Churchill's leading scientists, had first been approached by Wallis with the Dambusting bomb idea, his first feeling was, This man's absolutely cracked. But, he later told the author, “after Wallis had been there for half an hour, I realised that I was talking to one of the greatest engineering geniuses of the world's history.”

  Much of Wallis's wartime genius had been applied to ball-shaped things. Once he had written to a newspaper that he could design a cricket ball which would put both sides “out” twice in a day, and would be indistinguishable from a standard ball. The Cricket Club secretaries had persuaded him in anguish not to proceed with the idea.

  What Wallis had in mind for the four-ton ball he called “Upkeep” was not cricket.

  “There are five dams in the Ruhr, gentlemen,” he told the admirals. “Without them, Germany's power-stations can't make steam, her canals will either overflow or run dry and her most vital factories will be devastated by flooding. One dam, in particular, regulates the supply of the only sulphur-free water available to the Ruhr's steelworks. Do you know, it takes over 100 tons of water to make one ton of steel? This dam, the Möhne Dam, holds back 134,000,000 tons of water…”

  He continued enthusiastically, “My staff and I have shown – we have tried it out on model dams – that even with a charge as small as 6,500 pounds of RDX explosive, we can destroy the Möhne Dam, the biggest of the five, provided that the explosion occurs in actual contact with the masonry.

  “My bouncing bomb will do just that. Just as the naval version will curve underneath the enemy's warship, so the dam-busting weapon, over seven times as heavy, will curve in towards the dam-wall as it sinks and cling to it all the way down until the charge goes off.”

  Six weeks before the raid, No. 541 Squadron brought back reconnaissance photos of the Möhne Dam

  LEFT: A snotty (sublieutenant) in World War I, Barnes Wallis was a brilliant aircraft designer in World War II and on into the space age

  The admirals had not come to listen to talk of attacking dams – they wanted to sink the German Navy, and in particular the battleship Tirpitz. If Wallis's theory was right, the bomb need be no bigger than could fit snugly into the twin-engined Mosquito bomber's bomb bay. This was just what they needed.

  After the film show, Air Marshal John Linnell, the Controller of Research and Development at the Ministry of Aircraft Production – and one of Wallis's most determined opponents – grudgingly agreed to lend him two of the precious Mosquitoes for trials of the anti-Tirpitz bomb. Furthermore, at ten o'clock on the following morning, the local boss of Vickers, Major Kilner, rang Wallis breathlessly from London: “The Admiralty have given us the go-ahead! Two hundred and fifty of the ‘Highball’ bombs are to be put in hand – top priority – at once.”

  WALLIS WAS NOT OVERJOYED. It was good news, but still only a very low rung on a tall ladder. Sinking battleships would not win wars in the way that the sudden destruction of all Germany's most important dams might.

  As he put the phone down, Wallis also realised that once the weapon had been used against the Tirpitz, all hope of surprise in using it against the dams would be lost. He had to bring immediate and equal priority to the attack on the dams, and the only way to do that was to get the Prime Minister interested.

  This in turn would mean winning Lord Cherwell, the physicist and politician who exploited his friendship with Mr Churchill to devastating effect, for the cause.

  Superficially, Cherwell and Barnes Wallis were similar: both shunned drink and tobacco, and both were extreme vegetarians. But there the similarity ended. The Prof., as Cherwell was known in Churchill's intimate circle, was ruthless in manner and Central European in aspect; Barnes Wallis was the typical English country parson's son – self-effacing and slight. Above all, Cherwell was an eminent theoretical scientist, whose career had begun in the universities of Darmstadt and Berlin, while Wallis was an engineer who had started humbly as an apprentice in a shipyard at a wage of four shillings per week.

  All in all, Wallis did not rate his chances of interesting Winston Churchill too highly. He had had a discouraging experience with Cherwell – then still Professor Lindemann – in 1940, and the last time he had called to see him he had been left waiting in an ante-room for two hours while numbers of young men wafted in and out and assured him that “their Prof.” would be back from lunch any moment now. On that occasion, Cherwell had crushed him with the words, “You know, Mr Wallis, we don't think these dams are very interesting as targets.”

  Perhaps Wallis did not know it, but the hostility was not personally directed against him, but another product of the now famous behind-the-scenes Whitehall feud between Cherwell and Sir Henry Tizard, whose position as senior scientific advisor the Prof had usurped.

  Tizard had backed the Dams Bomb project all along, and made no secret of it; he had promoted it in letters to the ministries, and to Mr Churchill himself. Above all, it was Tizard who had obtained for Wallis permission from the National Physical Laboratory at Teddington to carry out a series of spectacular model-scale experiments with two-inch steel balls catapulted down the length of the laboratory's experimental model-ship tank.

  This time, Wallis would not repeat his 1940 mistake. He wrote Lord Cherwell a letter. With the letter he sent a twenty-page report, marked secret, and complete with photographs and diagrams; working from facts provided by an officer of the Secret Service, he proved beyond doubt the importance of the five major Ruhr Dams, and explained the whole theory of the spinning bomb – its aerodynamic and hydrodynamic effects.

  Wallis had even found proof of the invention two centuries earlier of a gun able to fire round corners, using the same principle; the intrepid eighteenth-century inventor had demonstrated his weapon before an audience at the Royal Society, a body of which Lord Cherwell was now himself a prominent member.

  “Unfortunately,” explained Barnes Wallis in his letter to the professor, “the possibilities of this new weapon [the spinning bomb] against naval targets appear to have overshadowed the question of the destruction of the major German dams.” If the consequent delay in developing the four-ton dambusting weapon known as “Upkeep” lasted any longer, he said, the whole plan would have to be shelved for a year.

  “Large-scale experiments carried out against similar dams in Wales have shown that it is possible to destroy the German dams if the attack is made at a time when these ar
e full of water.” In practice that would mean May – mid-May, since the moon would also have to be full. It was now already the end of January 1943.

  His present orders were to develop within the next six weeks the anti-Tirpitz bomb, “Highball,” for the Mosquito. Given equal priority, he promised that he could do a similar job on the Dams Bomb for the Lancaster Bomber: “Two months,” was the promise that he made in his letter.

  Two days later, on February 2, 1943, he followed the letter up with a personal visit to Lord Cherwell and showed him the film of the Wellington bomber trials two weeks before.

  With sinking heart, he watched Lord Cherwell's face: no spark of enthusiasm could be seen. In fact, among the papers of the late Lord Cherwell which this author has reviewed, there is no indication that Churchill's scientific adviser took any action whatsoever after Wallis's visit.

  FOR A WHILE the “Upkeep” bomb project stagnated.

  Wallis was moving in a jungle peopled by opponents and apathetic civil servants; frequently it was impossible to tell the one from the other. David Pye, the Director of Scientific Research at the Air Ministry and also chairman of a committee that had been set up in 1940 to study the possibilities of attacking the German dams, was one of the shrewdest of Wallis's opponents – always seeming to help, without quite doing so. Later on the same day as Wallis's visit to Lord Cherwell, he was with Pye.

  Pye said: “You've got our authority to proceed with design work for the installations of the bomb and its gear in the Lancaster.” Wallis, with long experience of civil service methods, demanded: “Can I have that confirmed in writing? And I shall need a full set of the Lancaster's drawings sent down to me … ”

  “Ah, that's a different matter,” snorted Pye. “The Lancaster's one of our most secret planes, and the blueprints are not being shown to anybody.”

  Wallis sighed. He would have to pull still more strings – and he was running out of them. Besides, he needed the bombers themselves, not just the blueprints. Within a few days, all that he had been given was the vague promise of the loan of a Lancaster, but on February 19, 1943 bureaucracy dealt him another blow.