Coldest I've ever been was around 0 deg F in the Boston navy yard. There was a 30 to 40 MPH wind blowing and the cable to the officer's lounge TV antenna had been blown loose from the connector. It was on Superbowl Sunday and the duty officer had decreed that either we (electronics techs) either fix their antenna or swap the cable(in the junction box) from the crew's antenna. It was so cold up on the mast that a 100 watt soldering gun would not melt solder. We wound up having to go to the shipfitters shop and borrow a propane torch with a soldering iron head. We got it working, but the duty officer got his butt chewed on when the Captain found out about his threats, and for sending us up there to work in that kind of weather
"A day spent in the fields and woods, or on the water should not count as a day off our allotted number upon this earth."
Jerry, Kilted Old Fart.
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