My wife cajoled me into a glass of Reunite Lambrusco this evening. Brought back memories of an earlier time when a magnum of Lambrusco was my lunchtime beverage. A salami sandwich and a magnum.
Kept me warm working on the Great Lakes Freighters in the wintertime. The outfit I worked for did refits, bow thrusters and coal to oil conversions and I had the wonderful job of hanging in a bosins chair suspended from a cable between the outer hull and the inner cargo holds, coating the hull plates applying this paint like preservative/water repellant with an airless sprayer by the light of a 100 watt bulb. One slip and it was a 30 foot drop to the bottom which was basically watery slime. No harness, just the chair, my sprayer the light and me.
Colder than hell in a steel coffin but the Lambrusco kept me warm. Didn't do much for the quality of work however.
I worked on the Fitzgearld btw. She was a real leaker. She had to be pumped constantly or she'd scuttle herself, pretty typical of the lakes boats in general but the Fitz was worse than most.
I remember a thruster install where we had to literally carry an entire Caterpillar Diesel engine down ladders to the lower front compartment so the roustabouts could do the install. They'd scuttle the stern so it sat in the mud of the river bottom and the bow was up out of the water and then you'd cut the hull plates for the tunnel, install the prop and powerplant....and only in the dead of winter.
Can't recollect what I made but it was fun for a young buck just back from Vietnamn.
Those were the days.............