Drill "Training"

It was Claud's first day of drilling in Honduras and he got a good indoctrination. First we got there and no one was there to meet us and the site was not prepared as promised. However, shortly the place was a beehive of activity with men and boys swinging machetes, hoes, and shovels to clear the area. We got ready to back the rig in place and discovered a large, 30-40 lb, rock had been dropped down the hole. It was egg-shaped and had wedged itself tightly into place about 4 or 5 feet below ground level. Our fear was that it would fall even deeper and we would have to abandon the hole.

Claud's first day was mostly spent upside down (head first) in the hole digging, prying, trying to get a line around the rock. He finally got and together it came out, but it was much worse than I'm able to convey to you. It took a gargantuan effort on the part of Claud to get this rock out.

I simply told him, "Welcome to drilling in Honduras!"