CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
On the Sea Floor – At the Cable Repeater
The time had finally come. This was why we were here. This was the payoff. Ham, Jack and I stood around the Dive Consol discussing the forthcoming excursion. I laid out for them how the Halibut was placed.
“We’re anchored parallel to the cable pointing west, and about fifty feet south – down-current,” I explained. “The repeater is about sixty feet or so aft of the Can.” I looked at Ham.
He said, “Everybody suits up, but Ski will remain dry. He says he’s okay, but I want more time for his stomach to stabilize before he gets in the water.” Ham checked his clipboard. Let’s keep Harry in the outer lock, which puts Bill and Jer in the water.”
“We’re going to observe with the Basketball,” I added, “but I want to make sure the guys s
