I'm attaching a map to today's post of Homer Bast's diary. He refers to Point Bolo often, you should be able to see it is the northern most point of the invasion beaches. The Yolo was anchored in the northern region of the invasion area for the most part.
The work and fighting continue.
May 10, 1945
Between sunset and sunrise the crew went to GQ seven times and by the clock seven and one half hours. Numerous bogeys were recorded at two miles and upward. Indeed, 20 planes in 11 raids approached from the north. As the bogeys converged over Bolo the shore batteries fired. No hits were made by either side. If the ships in the anchorage fire, their volume of AA is terrific. Those who have been in the European theatre are amazed at the cone of AA that turns the sky into a stream of red and black. As a plane is hit and falls in a blackening stream of smoke, it generally explodes upon hitting the ocean. It burns fiercely for a few seconds and then is gone.
I made reveille and after breakfast worked on the action report and supply statistics for the better part of the day. Late this afternoon the reefer ship USS Bridge arrived and Yolo got underway to anchor beside her. Our brood was close by. Getting underway is an involved and sometimes amusing operation. All vessels alongside are cast off; the small boat men climb in their craft and the barge people stand clear. Booms are taken in and ships' boats hoisted. This day two LCTs, numerous pontoon barges and 30 LCVPs followed in our wake. Crews line the rails of the ships as Yolo passes, and they besiege us with questions.
