CREATIONS BY DUGIE

Norman "Dugie" Russell
Restoring the Artifacts
My faithful tender
"Tora".  She was
always concerned
when I went under.  
When I came up her
tail would almost
come off from
wagging so hard.
Two Revere spikes jutting out of the rocks.  Tucked in
beside the bottom spike is a brass belt buckle.  It came
from the uniform of a member of the N.Y. Navy Militia.  
I only found two in my days of diving the New
Hampshire.   I sold one and kept the other.  If there is
anyone out there who might have pictures or articles on
the New Hampshire or the N.Y. Navy Militia, I would
love to hear from you.  I loaned out many pictures and
information years ago, never to be seen again.
The left corner of the
buckle was melted
away, but I think it
gives the piece more
character.
Artifacts encased in
sea cement.  You can
see a Revere spike
protruding from one
of the clusters.
Square-headed
decking nails,
round-headed
sheeting nails, and of
course, the Revere
spike.  On the right
are clusters of sea
cement waiting to be
explored.
I put this picture in because this was one of my most
prolific dives on the New Hampshire.  I got
twenty-two spikes that day.  I lost hundreds of slides
in a flood, but I just couldn't throw this one out.  A
handful from the same dive.
A few spoons
cleaned up.
These spikes, and pieces of spikes, have been
partially cleaned.  Look at the bottom spike, the
middle spike that has melted, and the top right
spike that has also melted and compare them after
restoration side by side.
A trunnel pin with
washer.
The washers in the
lower right were used
to hold the trunnel
pins in place after
the pins were driven
into the timbers.
I leave the wood and
pins as I found them,
if people want it that
way.
My collection of
trunnel pins.  Look
at the "L" shaped
pin, lower left.  
You will see it
cleaned up in a
subsequent photo.
The trunnel pin I am
holding weighs 32
pounds, is 1.4 inches
wide and is 46 inches
long.  It held two  
timbers together,
each one
twenty-three inches
wide.  I'm keeping it
for old times sake.
I had hundreds of them.  It was dirty, dusty,
stunk to high heaven and it took forever.  Then
the light went on.  I had an idea!!  Let my kids do
it!!  This didn't go over well.  If it was today, I
would be in jail.  (Something to do with the child
labor laws)  
Forty years ago, I
cleaned each nail, pin
and spike on a wire
wheel, one at a time.
One day someone said, "Dugie, why don't you
get a tumbler?"  I did...and I felt like the guy
who invented the wheel.  I could clean and
polish a couple hundred items while I was
sleeping.  I'm still looking for a way to do the
large pins, but I don't have a sand blaster!!!
An unfinished
candle holder.
A piece of copper
sheeting with the old
and refurbished nails.
Finished candle holders.
A matched pair
turned from a  
Revere trunnel pin.
An assortment of bullets
recovered from the
wreck.  A friend of mine
was hammering out
some sea cement  
underwater one day and
inadvertently fired one
of the live bullets.  His
ears  stopped ringing
four days later.
These are what I call 'Nuggets'.  They consist of copper and bronze, and
sometimes a mixture of both.  They were formed when pools of molten
bronze or copper fell through the cracks in the hull as the ship burnt, then
cooled when they hit the cold water.  Check out the spike.  Half of it was
cleaned with a combination of ketchup, lemon juice and Tabasco sauce.  The
combination works great.  A quick swipe with Wrights Polish and they look
like new.  The only problem is my shop smells like Pancho Villas' kitchen.
2 cannons turned from
a large trunnel pin like
the one in the photo.
These four Revere spikes clearly show the "U.S."
Stamped in them to indicate the approval of the
U.S. Navy Bureau of ships.  What some people
don't know is that they are also marked "U.S." four
times under the head of the spike.  They were
pounded into the ship, went through two fires and
bashed onto Graves Island by waves, which is why
I have never seen the perfect spike with all five
stamps intact.
A smaller cannon with  
a piece of bronze,
frozen in time.