Day 2. Still tied up at the UNH dock. Easterly winds and chilly rain persist, despite the tantalizing glimpse of sun yesterday. Hark! Yon thunder booms! Conditions are disagreeable, but not altogether prohibitive. At this point, we are delayed only by some technical glitches.
As I write this correspondence from aboard the Stellwagen, I can think only of this piece of advice to relay to those green thumbs thinking of following in my wake: learn to splice cable. Due to some malfunctions, our LOPC system has become handicapped. Our only hope is to provide life-support through a live sea cable, fed over the side by hand (by an intern).
To get this rigged up, Rebecca and I are MacGyvering a cable splice with nothing but a sandwich bag, a hair drier, and two pieces of regurgitated licorice. So far so good.. but stay tuned. We may wind up short-circuiting the Gulf of Maine.
As I write this correspondence from aboard the Stellwagen, I can think only of this piece of advice to relay to those green thumbs thinking of following in my wake: learn to splice cable. Due to some malfunctions, our LOPC system has become handicapped. Our only hope is to provide life-support through a live sea cable, fed over the side by hand (by an intern).
To get this rigged up, Rebecca and I are MacGyvering a cable splice with nothing but a sandwich bag, a hair drier, and two pieces of regurgitated licorice. So far so good.. but stay tuned. We may wind up short-circuiting the Gulf of Maine.
Splice in coccoon phase.
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