Just before going up to New London for middie ops a fun time a lot of people remember, we went on one of those "lets not pull in but stay out and drill" times so we swung by Charleston on the way up because we were low on steam generator chemicals. They sent a torpedo >retriever out for the delivery. We went topsoide for the inital survey, I went topside and SAEC (wicz as in wiczed it) went out with me. It was gorgeous out, windy a little rough and the sea was deep blue. I heard Crazy Bob yelling and I turned around. There's Sigmund looking at me framed in front of a huge wave about ready to wash over us.I started yelling "SHUT THE HATCH! SHUT THE HATCH!" We were pretty lucky, he shut the hatch, I took a quick bath, and we only got the inside a little wet.