well not to many posts about commercial diving here, but i did have the pleasure of spending several evenings with one of the diving pioneers, hugh "dan" wilson, while he had one of his sail boats docked a few slips away from where i worked several years ago.
When the boat i worked on, was in town, i would drive down and do daily maintenance to it like a 7-4 job.
So hugh was this cantankerous older fella, who arrived over a weekend, i hadn't worked. I usually got down to the dock around 0600-0630 so i could throw a line in the water. I caught him scowling in my direction, and i said "'mornin!".
"what are you doin?". i had my pole in hand......"playing canasta". I was giggling. Geeze he didn't even smile, he said
"what do you know about canasta?". i said "more than you do about fishin". I was still giggling. He said
"you don't know anything!".
wow, i thought, he was gonna be tough. anyway, i walked over there to see what all the junk he had on the boat, dock and all over the place. I asked what he was doing and he told me he dove the spot before he tied his boat up there. He explained all the junk that was in the water in and around there, which i knew about, the clean up crew that were supposed to remove all the debris from a boat that sank and sat there for years, didn't do a very good job.
So after quite of few days of working around each other, and him always finishing with "you don't know anything"... I just decided to say when i was leaving for the day " i know, i don't know anything", and he started to say good morning, and good bye, on a regular basis.
So he asked me if i did any "side work", which was impressive question for such a perfect experienced round the world solo sailor (to ask me). I told him "not really" i'm spent enough after working all day, but asked him what he had in mind. He told me he was going to sell the boat and it could use my touch. I was a cool sailboat, about +/- 60' or so, custom teak interior...etc..
I said i could help out with that. So i said i would start the next day (friday) on it when i got through with the boat i worked on. He said
"ok good, don't bring anything, i have everything,...... " and i gave him the look of
beer? he continued
"i have all you need, don't bring anything.
ok friday, well i go over there after workin and step aboard and he and his dog are waiting in the cockpit. He showed me the boat and told me what he wanted done, and i started to ask about supplies (that he had everything of). I said "do you have ___" he said "no". I said "well do you have blah blah blah" ..."no" and that went on for a few more items. I finally said " well do you have a cold beer?" he took off to get me a
down payment and seal the deal. So we sat in the cockpit and i told him "i will start early tomorrow, with what i need to do the job"
"fine!".
He had beers from all over, i drank from quite of few countries, that was fun, he told a story behind every kind of beer. He was drinking the same kind while i rotated. I think he was drinking a busch na. I didn't say anything, and just figured he didn't want the alcohol and stay on his toes. Nope, he started with a story about a beer with the na on it from another country ( i can't remember which one ) was a really good beer! (and the na meant something..) then he was pointing at the na on the american beer telling me all about it... Wtf? I didn't know anything anyway. I was getting a good buzz by now, and we were actually laughing about stuff, but he wasn't getting a buzz. Then i seen that scowl again,..he looked at me and i said, that
that na meant "non-alcoholic" and burst out laughing.... He admitted he didn't know why nothing was
hitting him.
I mean this boat was custom,... He had a custom teak rack built to hold 8 rechargeable battery packs for a cordless screw gun. He also had custom bits to fit the sail winch so he didn't have to hand crank in case he needed to be furled quickly. We constantly talked about all kind of ideas and little inventions of things, and knew without saying, which ones were more complimentary.
The second day after working around on his boat, we
both enjoyed beers, yeah good 'ole alcoholanated pbr's. (i had to bring those if you already didn't figure).
He talked more in depth about diving and salvage. What a fricken cool book i was talking to! He talked about every kind of wreck you could think of, and gave me a copy of one of his lectures he did on scapa flow. We also talked about the bombing of the uss cole, and how he thought the bomber knew the schematics of the ship, and the relevance of water depth, and on and on and so on........
Trying not to bore you, i was away for a couple of years and tried to look him up when i came back, i found out he died. I still get tears thinking about him.
What an honor to know him and get
complimented by him.
"they broke the mold on you..." ( never heard that till then ).
I used the word
cantankerous earlier, but i knew that wasn't him, it was all just
screen out element. and i never would have taking the
job. but i also knew that it's not
work when you like what your doing.
Thanks hugh.
on friday, november 18, 2011, the santa barbara maritime museum (sbmm) will host a reception to unveil its newest permanent exhibit, purisima..............celebrate the opening of this new exhibit and help to honor diving pioneer, hugh “dan” wilson...........read more here.
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