It's not a primary source, but here's a bit from Bare Faced Messiah:
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The valiant attempts of the Apollo Stars and its associated dance
troupe to win the hearts and minds of the Spanish and the Portuguese
people did not meet with overwhelming success, although the political
climate did not help. There had been a military coup in Portugal
earlier in the year and the subsequent unease tended to make the
Portuguese nervous of mysterious foreign ships calling at its ports
for no apparent reason. The *Apollo* had also managed to upset the
Spaniards by mistakenly attempting to enter a major naval base at El
Firol.
The ship's real problem, however, was that its `shore story' was
wearing thin. Portuguese and Spanish port authorities were still
being told that the *Apollo* was owned by a highly successful business
consultancy firm, but all they could see was an old, rust-streaked
ship, often festooned with ragged laundry and crewed by young people
in tattered, ill-assorted uniforms. It was little wonder that
suspicions mounted about its activities and rumours took hold that the
ship was operated by the CIA.
Jim Dincalci, who had been put ashore to run a port office in
Funchal, Madeira, became alarmed by the rumours. `It seemed to be
common knowledge in Madeira that the ship was not what it was supposed
to be and most people seemed to think it was a CIA spy ship. I had
made friends on the island and had contacts in local Communist cells.
The word was that the Communists were out to get the ship next time
she arrived in Madeira. I sent telexes to LRH warning him what was
happening and advising him not come to Madeira until things had calmed
down. I was absolutely shocked to see the ship come into the harbor.'
The *Apollo* arrived in Funchal on 7 October and moored in her usual
berth. Emissaries were sent ashore to advertize a `rock festival' to
be held at the weekend, featuring the Apollo Stars. Late on the
afternoon of Wednesday, 9 October, while Mary Sue and several members
of the crew were ashore, a small crowd of young men began to gather on
the quayside. By the way they were glowering and gesticulating at the
ship, it was obvious to those on board that this was not a social
call. Soon the crowd, which was growing all the time, began chanting
`C-I-A, C-I-A, C-I-A.'
Nervous Scientologists lining the rails of the ship tried chanting
`CIA' back at the crowd, but it did nothing to lower the tension.
Then
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the first stone clanged against the *Apollo*'s hull and a bottle
smashed on the fore deck. More stones and bottles followed as the
crowd's anger spread. The crew scattered to take shelter and began
picking up the stones from the deck and throwing them back into the
crowd. In a matter of moments it became a pitched battle.
Hubbard, who was watching what was going on from the bridge, got out
a bullhorn and boomed `Communista, Communista' at the crowd. Then he
began taking photographs of the stone-throwers with a flash unit,
further inflaming their tempers. Several of the crew were hit by
flying stones, including Kima Douglas, whose jaw was broken by a large
lump of rock that hit her full in the face. On the quayside, one of
the crowd opened his trousers, waggled his penis and took a direct hit
with a well-aimed stone from the ship.
With stones and sticks and bottles flying in all directions, there
was total confusion on board the *Apollo*. Some crew members would
later describe the Commodore as being perfectly cool through the whole
incident, others said he appeared to be terrified. Whatever his
state, no one was taking charge and everyone was screaming orders. In
one part of the ship someone was trying to get together a party to
repel boarders; in another, the sea hoses were being run out and
trained on the crowd in an attempt to persuade them to disperse.
Any remaining vestige of control among the rabble-rousers vanished
when the ship turned its hoses on them. On the quayside there were
several motor-cycles belonging to members of the crew and two of the
ship's cars -- a Mini and a Fiat. All the motor-cycles were hurled
into the harbour, then both cars were pushed over the edge of the
quay, hitting the water with an enormous splash and quickly
disappearing under the surface. Meanwhile, others in the crowd
slipped the *Apollo*'s mooring-lines from the bollards and she began
to drift away from the quayside.
At this point, the Portuguese authorities belatedly appeared on the
scene to restore order. Armed militia were put on board to provide
protection, a pilot assisted with anchoring the ship in the harbour
and a launch rescued those members of the crew who had been stranded
ashore, including Mary Sue. The police demanded the film that Hubbard
had been taking during the riot and the Commodore, mighty pleased with
himself, dutifully handed over two rolls of unexposed film from
cameras he had not been using. It was nightfall before the decks had
been cleared of the broken glass and rubble.
Since it rather appeared as if the people of Madeira were no longer
interested in a rock concert featuring the Apollo Stars, the ship
sailed next day, leaving information with the harbour authorities in
Funchal that she was heading for the Cape Verde Islands, 1500 miles to
the south. She departed on a purposeful southerly course until she
was
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out of sight. She then turned west, equally purposefully, prompting
the crew to speculate with mounting excitement that the Commodore had
decided to return to the United States.
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The *Apollo* had not been in the Caribbean for long before she again
began to arouse suspicions at her various ports of call. She cruised
from the Bahamas to the West Indies to the Leeward and Windward
Islands, the Netherlands Antilles and back again and rumours of
illicit or clandestine activity followed her as tenaciously as the
seagulls. In Trinidad, a weekly tabloid newspaper speculated that the
ship was connected to the CIA and suggested that the crew was somehow
linked with the horrific Sharon Tate murders in Los Angeles. As the
American Embassy drily cabled to Washington: `The controversial yacht
*Apollo* seems to have worn out its welcome in Trinidad'.[12]
To those on board ship, it was obvious that a conspiracy was at
work. The Captain, Bill Robertson, explained that Secretary of State
Henry Kissinger, who was `one of the top SMERSH guys', had been
bringing pressure to bear and threatening to cut foreign aid to any
island that welcomed the *Apollo*.[13] It made perfect sense to a
Scientologist.
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11. Interview with Mrs Roberts
12. *Los Angeles Times*, 29 August 1978
13. Capt. Bill Roberts Debrief transcript, May 1982
14. Interview with Kemp
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