Work on the tween deck today. We took down some old (but not historic) wood shelving.
Friends of Falls of Clyde’s president, Bruce McEwan, making the termites unhappy:
Oh the joys of termite frass!
Old signage Bruce found:
Removing the shelving also opened up that particular area. It’s no longer a dark, uninviting space.
Of course, I had to have a look around. Here’s the CLIFF manufacturer’s mark on angle iron riveted to the tank bulkhead with an interesting texture around the margins of the rivets:
The ship’s original iron frames and beams are stamped MOSSEND. Anything stamped CLIFF is an addition.
I wanted to move the rest of the shelving to have a look at the surface of the bulkhead behind it. Oops.
It was heavier than it looked, so I had to abandon that idea. I had visions of me being squashed under it…not good.
The new gangway was making mournful sounds…a distinct improvement from the elephant trumpeting of last week. From inside the ship it sounded rather like humpback whale calls!
Port tank #2 illuminated by sunlight streaming through holes in the deck:
Too lazy to empty.
The Shadow of 5:
I received a lovely gift today:
Mahalo Jenny! Beautiful work.
Elsewhere in the harbor…
Two types of rat guards on Rhapsody of the Seas:
And my old friend the needlefish, cruising around looking as toothy as ever: