We were down south this weekend, out in Karlskrona's archipelago. This is where a local fisherman one morning some 30 years ago happened to notice a massive whiskey-class Soviet submarine aground and stuck on the rocky Swedish shore. The famous Whiskey on the Rocks incident.
The fisherman called the coast guard. When the coast guard got around to believing him, a ten-day international drama ensued on how the nuclear sub had gotten there and if/how it would leave. The submarine's driver said he was lost. He thought he was in Poland. Apparently the sub was stuck for 18 hours before finally being spotted. During that time, it revved its huge engines and desperately tried to wiggle back into water. Panicking and running out of options, I wonder if the crew ever thought: let's just get out and push.