This reminds me of back in the days I'd be checking the gear oil in the head of a windmill , I'd tie off the fan with a very heavy rope no matter if it was dead calm or a slight breeze because once you stepped up and onto the platform the wind would pick up .
Or it would suddenly change direction and the rope helped keep you safe until you could top off the gear oil and get back to the ladder below the platform then reach up and pull the slip knot releasing the fan to turn with the wind direction .
I'd also wear a safety belt with a rope tied to it to wrap around the tower while I was up there as a precaution as safety is no accident !
Some things you can't be too safe. I have worked up to about 350 high. I was angry because we were slogging about a half mile through mud from where they made us park every day and there was a big empty parking lot almost right under where I was working. I finally realized it was a flat roof on a one or two story building!
They use six way harness now but when I started racing I was one of the few to use a five way harness. Besides belt and shoulder harness there was a strap that came up between your legs. Guys said not no but hell no, they would rather slide down than have the belt catch them there. That wasn't how it worked though, it held all the other belts in place so they couldn't ride up.
One day my car wouldn't handle for crap. I knew something was wrong, couldn't figure out what. I got to the point I would go out a few laps, come in, kick a tire, go out again. I was the head wrench on my car as well as driver but I was stumped. More than a little annoyed too. I jumped back in the car yet again. Went out and dropped into turn one hard. Flew to the right, hard! Fortunately I had built a full height wind tunnel in the right side of that car and while I couldn't reach any pedals like brake or clutch, I could hang on to the steering wheel for dear life. Without that, might have been a fatality. Moron forgot to put on my seat belts that time out. I normally strapped in so tight I was part of the car and made no effort to fight G forces with muscle.
I was at the half mile asphalt track at Jackson Mississippi when there was a fatality. Guy went off the track and into the woods. For some reason he took his safety belts off while still at speed. Rumor had it that Dale Earnhardt had the habit of doing that sometimes, might have contributed to what killed him.
I worked partners with Jerry for several years in the plants. We even traveled together. We were working a job where if your head was over six feet off the ground or floor you had to be tied off. We were working on two little projects about a hundred yards apart in a very noisy unit. Came time to take a break I went to find Jerry. He was hanging around half choked by his belt and pissed enough to bite nails. His feet were about two inches off of the platform where he was working! He was working about six feet in the air and the ladder went out from under him. Lucky I came when I did because the harness had rode up and it and the tethering rope were half suffocating him.
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