Baku The bus had no air conditioning

The bus had no air conditioning, so eleven men in various stages of ‘hangover-ness’ sweated through the traffic on their way to Baku, airport.

Outside a sun-blasted city- one could not believe that winter had really only ended a week ago, there is no spring here and precious little autumn either- sped by.

Brown hairy arms hung leisurely out of car windows, as the drivers navigated their mud spattered white Lada’s, through the traffic at breakneck speed and sudden screeching stops.

Sweat rolled down my chest as I tiredly read my book, but it was incapable of holding my attention.

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Baku Driving through the fog to the airport in Baku.

We dove through the winter fog that silvered and made indistinct the familiar tumbledown, Soviet era, dock buildings and cranes of Baku.

The heavy clawing smell of crude oil, ever present in the city, became almost overpowering, as we passed the refinery at the docks, where oil literally dripped down the perimeter walls onto the road outside. 

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Baku Turkmenistan.

Turkmenistan

From 2005 to 2016 I worked in the Caspian Sea state of Azerbaijan.

The company that I worked for were based in Baku the capital, but I would normally spend my six weeks at work on a diving vessel offshore from there.

On occasion, our employer would be required to provide personnel for short jobs in Turkmenistan, which is directly across the Caspian Sea from Baku.

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Baku Going home from Baku.

From March 2003 to September 2015, once every four weeks, I got to go home for a month on leave.

Most of my time in Azerbaijan was spent in the Caspian Sea, on a big red boat called the DSV Akademic Tofiq Ismayilov, operating out of Baku. DSV is an acronym for Diving Support Vessel, and that’s exactly what it did, everything on board was directed at supporting the saturation diving efforts of various companies over that period, but mainly McDermott’s.

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A Cruise to the Azores!

A Short Story by Jim Nelson!

For many years I worked in the underwater end of the offshore oil and gas industry.

As a diver I worked on the construction and inspection of oil field structures in the Indian Ocean, the Persian Gulf, the Red Sea, the Mediterranean, the North Sea, the Atlantic and the Gulf of Mexico.

In 1997 following a decompression accident in the Arabian Gulf I switched to the remote underwater intervention by means of ROV’s (remotely operated vehicles) which were becoming popular at that time. These machines took over many of the inspection and light construction jobs which had been the preserve of divers.

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Idrotec Job on DSV Favignana in Civitavecchia Italy, December 2006

Job on DSV Favignana in Civitavecchia Italy, December 2006.

In November 2006 while at home on leave from Baku, Idrotec,  the company who had given me a start in the ROV business , contacted me with an offer of two weeks work in Italy.

They had trusted me enough to employ me in Mexico and then Egypt eight years previously, when I was  a total  trainee.  Okay, while I was very grateful to them, they had always been notoriously slow payers, so I suggested if they really wanted me, that they go through my agent

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