Life is tough for these fellows: they now wear harnesses and get training about "doing their thing" on command. They did that in the past, but not as specific as now. We will have a poop deck with fake grass on it - but they like to do their thing on bushes. We don't have a clue how to handle that.
Another friend we can't do without is Phil Chin - a Chinese rocket engineer. In fact we were in Cape Canaveral when one of his rockets went up successfully. He, along with Emma, the skipper's daughter, was my watch mate on a trip to Hawaii and we played cut throat Scrabble getting to scores of plus or minus one. He and Robert crawl back to the stern and the dialogue between one who deals in minuscule tolerances and the other, who dealt in bandwidths, and such, is enough to send me to the front bunk with ear plugs. They are trying to design the "arm" of the auto pilot. They think they have it - and I can hardly wait to test it out - but still, have to install the thing. Phil is very verbal and extremely funny, and Robert is quiet and with a dry wit and work well with each other. The Phil and Robert show is pretty inspiring and funny.I thought you could just call Raymarine and get the stuff and put it in and take off. No way - it has been three weeks of off and on visits and confabs and drawings and test builds and options explored and options rejected. What was I thinking?
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