RE: What's happening around Lincoln?2 Dec 2019 00:59
Alfa (and others),
"Didn't someone here previously say that the pressure gauges transmitted their data via satellite link up? "
Yes. (Wasn't me, though!) I reckon it was a guess, though a logical one.
Essentially, none of us here really know. Though the HH's movements have been odd, to say the least. And it doesn't matter a whit whether she's 'ROV-equipped' or not. In shallow water like that, and with current good weather conditions, a mediume-sized ROV can be deployed off the side if a supply boat no probs. Other than the thing itself and the associated control-shack, all that's required as an 'extra' is a small cherry-picker crane.
But you never know. With people like Robert Trice, Neil Platt, and Alistair Stobie at the helm, they may have sent Herman's Hermit over Lincoln and doing 'stop-starts' just to confound exactly people like ourselves who keep track of such things! :-))
Btw (completely off-topic, but just as info for EV who seems to judge the life I lead as a bit empty) and for anyone else even vaguely curious:
Back home. Cold clear night. The drive was beautiful, 93 kph on 'cruise' all the way round Bordeaux, 133 the rest of the way. Hardly had to touch the brake pedal once. Nice 'double wink' of the indicators from two or three HGV's who noticed the 'France Routes' sticker on the back of my car. Stereo on full volume, with 'Streetwalkers Live' (tip of the hat to JK who pulled my up on my mis-spelling of Leicestershire the other day), but also stuff like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WubwoP4l_YI Which of course can only be played at top volume.
Another 'btw', or PS. Does anyone either than myself look at their in-car computer and look at fuel consumption figures, comparing them with daytime 'quiet' use, and nighttime (with the lights on) 'loud' (stereo full blast, but only in places where it won't disturb people)? It's quite considerable. Maybe Greta Thumbsuck will start telling people like me to keep the noise down.
Oh, and a further PS, while I'm on a roll. An odd memory came back to me today, in that in certain parts of Scotland (where I lived for a while), to 'greet' means to whinge, cry, or generally self-centredly complain. In those places (Grampian region) a 'greeter' isn't someone who meets you when you've been travelling in First on BA, but something completely different. This, of course has nothing to do with anything, and just a passing thought. But while at the keyboard, back home , I thought I'd include it.
Sometimes (on rare occasions), life feels just great. And I don't need to get up early for the RNS. I'll wait 'till the mayhem dies down.