“Aaron, you're pullin' pork”

Once I had reached the pigs, I tied them in short to the haul line, leaving only about ten feet of extra line. I used this to lower out the pigs as well as I could. Fortunately, they didn't need to go far. I radioed up, “Aaron, you're pullin' pork.” This had become our usual call to let the other person know that the pigs were released and ready to be hauled. I then traversed back to the left, and jumared up to Aaron as he hauled.

In this picture, I am on the right side, standing at the previous anchor, having just released the pigs. Notice that the old guy who was working on the anchors is again visible, far to the left of me. He has been joined now by his partner.