Yes, I seem to be caught up with this whole business of mining gas giant's atmospheres. So here's another image along that vein. [begin science lesson] As an aside, here's an astronomy lesson I learned while making this image. I'm afraid Jeremy is right: big giant moons are unrealistic. I suppose if your world is a moon, then having the planet as a big giant object in the sky makes sense, but in this solar system at least, it doesn't match reality. Now that Pluto has been demoted, from any planet's surface (or upper atmosphere for gas giants) the only moon that looks bigger in the sky than the Earth's moon looks to us is Jupiter's moon Io, and only barely so. Most moons look much smaller - only a half dozen look half as big as the Moon. Ironically, the largest moon doesn't always the turn out to be the one that looks biggest from down below. For instance, Io, not Ganymede, looks biggest from Jupiter. From Uranus - the scene in this image - Ariel looks the biggest, and even little (and closer) Miranda looks bigger than Titania, the physically largest moon. These three moons are reflected in proper relational sizes in this image. But even here, given the "camera angle" in Bryce, the moons actual have four times the angular size than they should, had this been 100% realistic. But it's not. It's just a picture. [end science lesson] --- Gas rigs look a little weird from the outside. On top, they've got a giant dirigible for flotation. It's filled with vacuum, which doesn't make a lot of sense until you realize than nothin' is lighter than nothin'. Looks like a goofy cyclops whale, since the Emperor's logo got splatter on its nose. Meaning no disrespect... The gondola and the neck below the empty bag is where all the people live and work. Under that is the business end of the platform, the Intake, where I do all my work. The Intake sucks in the raw atmosphere, separates out the heavier gasses, and keeps the valuable ones: deuterium, helium three and xenon, liquefies them, and stores them in three long tubes for the tankers to suckle on. The ventral fin is where the engines are, but mostly we coast the jet stream in formation. It's a living. My uncle Sal got me the job. He's shop steward for Sky Miners Local 20 on this rig. And yeah, outside work would be safer if we did it with robots, or at least remotes. But we get double pay and extra paid time off for every EVA. I can thank the Union for that. And no, we don't wear any tethers. Turns out too many people were falling and smashing themselves against the hull like a meat pendulum. A couple of whacks like that and you're pretty much hamburger. The magnetic boots keep us pretty steady, and if we do fall, there's no ground. Yeah. That one blew my mind at first. But look at it this way: terminal velocity is about two hundred kph. The suit can handle the pressure down another 200 klicks or so. So you can fall for an hour - more, since the air gets thicker. And since the search and rescue - SAR - pods can fly twice the speed you fall, then you only actually fall for twice the amount of time it takes to dispatch a pod. Trust me on this, I did the math when I was falling. The on-call pod drivers have a contract guaranteed launch time of five minutes, so you shouldn't fall for more than ten. But it seems longer, let me tell you. Now, if they used robots to fly the SAR pods, you'd probably get rescued within a minute, two at the most. But SAR Pilot is a Union job. You can thank Uncle Sal for that. On second thought, forget I mentioned it.