The CSOOW would have told us if the forward boiler was lit off."
Let's climb down and talk to the CSOOW." No sooner had our heroes climbed down from the mast and entered the skin of the ship than a large spray of scalding water belched from the smokestack, soaking the platform where our heroes had been standing a few minutes before.
They immediately got hold of the CSOOW, who repeated that only the after plant was scheduled for light-off.
They checked with the EMO, as well as the CSOOW, this time and were told the forward plant now was secure, and it was safe for our heroes to go back aloft.