Archive for October 2012
These guys are coming to an end of a 12 hour shift, a quick repair on the crane and then it’s dinner, TV and bed.
The deck guys on any rig work hard, as do the cranes, without one the job would soon come to a standstill.
From passing anchor pennants down to AHV’s to moving gear around the rig, getting the drill floor ready, stacking the drill pipe, unloading supply boats, working on the BOP to readying the casing that goes in the sea bed, also general maintenance and keeping the place clean.
Don’t get me wrong, I work a 12 hour shift also, but my day consists of coffee and donuts, and a computer screen.
Just the other day I was disturbed from my solitaire by a lot of shouting, on opening my door of my air conditioned tin shack and after a quick sip of my ice cold water I said to the guys struggling with a crane lift “you guys look hot” and with that there was a lot of hand waving and shouting in Maltese. I think they were thanking me for showing my concern.
The complete crew on any rig I have been on work very hard and always make our stay as as pleasant possible.
Hey Mark, fancy going out and doing a job in the Mediterranean they said!
After the weather we have been having at home I jumped at the opportunity, Warm weather, sunshine, no rain………..not a chance!
We’ve had rain like I’ve never seen before, last night a huge lightning storm, which isn’t good for our GPS equipment, today we had to stop Anchor handling for a while because the rain was so heavy the boat couldn’t see the rig.
More lightning today,
I’m sitting in a tin box on the roof of the pilot house surrounded by antennas, the thunder is so loud my ears have popped, (I’m sure they will start to bleed soon) I need a coffee but afraid to go outside and down the steps in case I get hit by a bolt. (Lightning not a dropped object) and there is water coming in through the air vents, which I have now covered in bubble wrap and duck tape, but now I can’t breath.
I still love my job.
Took this shot last night, hand held and just kept shooting until I captured some lightning.
As some of you may know I work away from home a lot of the time, and although its always difficult to be away from my lovely wife and two great sons, today is even more difficult. You see, today is my wife’s birthday, and its a big one, now I can’t tell you how young she is, it’s not my place, and she would kill me.
However as I’m in Israel at the moment and some may of heard of the Bahai Gardens in Haifa, these gardens are absolutely beautiful, they have flowers from all over the world, some very rare, some very colourful, some that are just incredible, all of which remind me of my wife.
But this is what caught my eye on the way to the gardens, this sculpture, it’s been around for a while, it’s a bit over grown, showing signs of wear and tear, but I love it.
Happy birthday darling.
I-phone Friday comes of course from Hastings, where the wife and I spent last weekend.
First night in a nice Turkish restaurant, seat covers took a bit of getting use too.
But the Lamps were nice.
Finish the night as we started.
A walk down the Old Town the following morning.
Some cool looking shops, shame it was closed.
I think I’m off to Israel on Monday, and its to the rig with no wi-fi, so have a great weekend and i’ll post again as soon as I can.
We got another break in the weather and checked out the East Lift.
Built some ten years later than it’s sister on the West Hill, (we didn’t find the West Hill Lift until our last day) the East Hill Lift was first opened in April 1902 and carries passengers up the cliff to the picturesque glens. The East Hill Lift is the steepest funicular railway in the country with an angle of 38 degrees (1 in 2.8 gradient). There is a tank underneath the two cars that is filled with water at the top and emptied at the bottom. The original Victorian cars are still in use today.
I’m not sure if the tanks are still in use today, didn’t see any under the cars and the turn around is very quick.
Short but steep.
Great bit of Engineering.
View from the top of the Old Town, the Old Town is full of Antique/Junk shops of which we spent hours in.
Still in Hastings,
The prominent net huts on the beach in Hastings Old Town are made of clinker weather boarding and stand an average of 25 feet high. These unique wooden buildings were originally used as workshops and storage for nets, sails and ropes.
In 1934 the Borough Council restricted the area allowed for each net hut to eight square feet because of the limited space between the cliffs and the sea. To overcome this problem the fishermen built their equipment stores upwards to maximise the allowed space and constructed three stories, one above the other.
About 45 of these unique structures can still be seen today and they are considered one of Hastings most famous and internationally known landmarks. Many more were originally built but have been destroyed by strong seas during the past 150 years. The council also demolished some during the 1950’s to clear the beach area for development.
With the advent of nylon nets there was less need for workshops and the buildings main use became storage. The remaining net huts are still used for this purpose today and are regularly maintained to withstand the elements.
These net huts were just great to look at but just as nice to smell, yeah you read it right, the mixture of tar, fish and salty sea air was great.
Disclaimer: I don’t normally go around smelling building.
From a different angle, and 35mins later the sun is coming out.
5 minutes later, clear skies and some great colours.
Hope you all had a great weekend, I managed to take the wife away and spend a relaxing weekend in Hastings, we stayed in a stunning 5 star B&B called The Cloudesley in St Leonards-on-Sea, just a short walk from the old town in Hastings.
Hastings is a town and borough in the county of East Sussex on the south coast of England. The town is located 53 miles south east of London, and has an estimated population of 86,900.
In historical terms, Hastings can claim fame through its connection with the Norman conquest of England; and also because it became one of the medieval Cinque Ports. Hastings was, for centuries, an important fishing port; although nowadays much reduced, it still has the largest beach-based fishing fleet in England. The town became a watering place in the 1760s, and then, with the coming of the railway, a seaside resort.
One minute it was a beautiful sunny day, the next, dark, foggy and a strange lonely feeling to it.
As with this AHV in front of us, we find it very hard to see it at the moment, but with radar and good communications we know exactly where it is and what its up too.
Life can be like that too, one minute it’s all bright and cheery and the next minute you are plunged into total darkness and will find it very hard to see your way out. But in time the fog will lift, the sun will come out again, and things will start looking brighter again.
It’s been a very busy week, but I think I’ve caught up for now.
Here is a few shots taken with my iPhone on my travels home last week.
This is what I had to leave behind on the rig.
Over the British country side.
Looking up the Thames towards the North, you can make out Tower Bridge, the London Eye and the ‘Shard’, Europe’s tallest building.
If you have ever heard of London Gin, this is my take on it, London through a Gin.
Have a great weekend.
Here is a second shot I took just after yesterdays cruise ship post, another hand held night shot. Top right you can just make out the lights of the Bahai Gardens.
Here is the Bahai Gardens the day before,The Bahá’í Gardens in Haifa comprise a staircase of nineteen terraces extending all the way up the northern slope of Mount Carmel. The geometry of the complex is built around the axis connecting it with the City of ‘Akko, which also has great historical and sacred significance for Bahá’ís. At its heart stands the golden-domed Shrine of the Báb, which is the resting place of the Prophet-Herald of the Bahá’í Faith. I still have not walked through the gardens, but next time im in Haifa, it’s a must.
Top right in this shot is the cruise ship.