This is nearly the other side of where millman is now. if you pan just a bit to the right (in your mind, you'll see the shipyards where the How You Get Oil story took place.) "Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin
you are the media you consume.
The ship is backed into the drydock, then precision sited to fit the hull shape built by the crew onto the dock floor, to hold the ship. When we built the rails for the oil tanker, it was windy and pissing rain so the cold ran right through you. So sweet and rusted in the sun.
Seems as if the SF Drydocks have added military ship repair lately, no comment. "Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin
Here's the historic ferry boat Eureka, where i worked most of my time at the drydock, berthed at the National Maritime Museum in Frisco.
Here's what she looked like around 1922, when but a baby.
There will be no stories about hiding from everyone at the top of the paddlewheels. (Just visualize me hanging over the side in a sling, using a half-meter drill bit on a near-meter drill, securing the cap rail to the superstructure. Wheee.) So much sweeter than an oil tanker. "Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin
