Monday, June 30, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Sue's Views
Well I sent this to Mom, Dad, and Aimee, and they said I needed to blog this. This is the southeast wall of the mine I'm working at for the summer. You can't even see the bottom of the pit here, but if you stacked two sears towers one on top of the other it still wouldn't come to the crest of the pit. Part of my job is to check pumping/monitoring wells throughout the mine, and some of them are wayyyy out on the edge of the pit, and its pretty incredible to look out over it. In this picture you can see the crusher (right in the middle) that crushes the mined rock to about the size of a basketball and smaller. Its then transported via conveyor 5 miles and through a mountain to the concentrator in copperton. The conveyor is so long, when they stop crushing rock it takes 45 minutes to completely clear the conveyor. Also, you can see haul trucks and shovels in a few places. The haul trucks I believe are 340 tons (max-- filled with rock I believe...), and the shovels have scoops that fill up those trucks in about 3 scoops, so they're pretty big too... Its all pretty amazing, and if any of you happen to pass though salt lake this summer I'll have to give you a tour and take you to the visitors center! Thats about it! Gotta go! Love you all!!!
-Walter B.
Enough of the fruit posts!
Saturday, June 28, 2008
The Winners?
Yes, these could have been the best figs there, since these would have been the only figs there if we had not slept in and missed the 9:30 entry time at the Marathon Fruit Festival. Not being on time, it's a Keys thing, and we weren't all that excited about the contest. To be perfectly honest, our figs do not have the sweetest taste. They certainly don't resemble the figs in a fig newton, except for the crunch, and that is what I like the least about a fig newton. Now our pineapple was another story. We ate it the healthiest way last night, cut up and plain. It was delicious, just as sweet or sweeter than Dole in a can in heavy syrup. It could have competed with the winners at the fruit festival for taste, but they were bigger, probably because they were grown in the ground, not in a pot like our was. I promise this is my last fruit post for at least a week.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
I Made It!
Yes, it's me coming home after my first solo trip on my motorized bike to the gym. We both have motors now, and we have been riding around together for a week or so and I have been building up confidence for a trip on my own, and today was the day. The gym is about 4 miles away, and I put on my good luck riding shirt to keep the sun off my arms, sunscreen, sunglasses, helmet, CELL PHONE, and as you can see I made it back in one piece! I had a few things to get used to, like remember to check the gas, and sometimes when I pulled the cord to start it, my rear end would hit the on switch and turn it to off and I couldn't figure out why it wouldn't start, but now, I think I've mastered it. I'd say that the trip took less than a quarter of a tank of gas, which is about a half a cup, and my top speed may have been 15 or 20 mph. It took me about 20 minutes instead of 10. It was nice cruising over the causeway, and the bridge over Vaca Cut. I was reluctant to put a motor on my beloved Trek, but when I want, I can lift the motor and use pedal power. That's when "Mean Green" turns back into "Serene Green", and I can hear the birds and myself sing.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Here's a picture from our feast on Monday night, my roommate had a few friends from college stay at the house I'm living in for the summer before they all went to the bluegrass festival in Telluride, Colorado. We had spaghetti with vegan "meat"balls (actually pretty good) and a really good red sauce, with chicken, bread, and (something called) a salad. It was the first time since I was home that I had a really good home cooked meal. As you can see, we also have a really cool, solid, wood table, which I really like.
I also should admit, I'm living with three girls. No, this isn't the start of a mormon lifestyle, but when I was looking for a place I really didn't want to end up in the same situation I was in last summer. I decided to take my time looking for a place and really find a situation I was comfortable with. The rent is cheap, the house is a huge 100 year old mansion with all hardwood floors, and the girls are three of the least girliest girls I know. Two of them work for an outdoor recreation programs for adults with disabilities and troubled children, so they're usually busy on backpacking trips. So far its a lot of fun, and I've met a lot of new people the past few weeks.
I've had a good start to work. I've been busy on a training schedule where I rotate mapping with the geologists, monitoring slopes with the geotech engineers, and monitoring inclinometers, extensometers, and wells with the hydrology technician. I like it so far, and my boss has told me they'll be pretty flexible with a project for me to work on. So far I'm more interested in the hydrogeology side of things. They monitor wells to get porosities of the various types of rock around the mine, and use that to calculate pore pressure in the walls, which is a major factor in slope stability. They use wells to draw out water and de-pressurize the walls. In a mine as HUGE as Bingham Canyon, its very important to take out as many factors as you can that may contribute to a failure. I never really saw hydrology as something I'd get involved with, but I kinda like it so far.
Thats enough blabbering from me! More later! Better leave room for the next post! Love you all!
-Walter B.
Friday, June 20, 2008
SUMMER IS HERE
Monday, June 16, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
The Best!
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Sue's Views
Thursday, June 12, 2008
NEWSFLASH: Michigander tries to murder AC unit
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
old school
Anyway, it's a nice way to go. I got in to Anchorage in time for dinner and left after dinner on Sunday night. Sure beats a 6 hour drive each way.
I blogged some pictures from the weekend on my blog. Saturday we went to the motorcycle shop, Thunderbird Falls, Eklutna Lake, Moose's Tooth(!) and Indiana Jones! Sunday we tried to walk through the tunnel to Whittier but got some bad information ("yeah, show up any time before 3:30!" but the last bus left the parking area at 3). Anyway, it was pretty down there too.
After the fun weekend I've been keeping busy around here with work and stuff... the usual. Went out for groceries yesterday and loaded up the panniers. Work has been frustrating/challenging lately. We're upgrading our drafting software and it's slow going trying to learn to do things a different way and trying to make sure things show up the way we want (not easy when I don't even know what they're supposed to look like at this firm!).
Not much else is new... I better find some dinner. Much love, Nubhtars!
Aimee
Book Review
I just finished reading Escape by Carolyn Jessop. This book details her life in as a member of the Fundamentalist Church of the Latter Day Saints, and how she escaped with 8 children from her polygamist relationship with her husband, Merril Jessop. It was unbelievable to me how so many people could live in the 21st century sheltered from society, and continue to survive under the strict rule of this cult. I know there are a lot of disfunctional families around, but the dynamics of 5 wives and 30 children living under one roof was really unbelievable. After reading her account I realize how hard it would be to give up everything you were taught, and start all over in the real world. I wouldn't recommend carrying this under your arm if you were living in Utah, but I think it is a real eye-opener, and an interesting read.
Sue's Views
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Answer
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Saturday, June 7, 2008
The "Goods" delivered!
A great poem (from the New Yorker)
to be in michigan. The right hand of America
waving from maps or the left
pressing into clay a mold to take home
from kindergarten to mother. I lived in Michigan
forty-three years. The state bird
is a chained factory gate. The state flower
is Lake Superior, which sounds egotistical
though it is merely cold and deep as truth.
A Midwesterner can use the word "truth,"
can sincerely use the word "sincere."
In truth the midwest is not mid or west.
When I go back to Michigan I drive through Ohio.
There is off I-75 in Ohio a mosque, so life
goes corn corn mosque, I wave at Islam,
which we're not getting along with
on account of the Towers as I pass.
Then Ohio goes corn corn corn
billboard, goodbye, Islam. You never forget
how to be from Michigan when you're from Michigan.
It's like riding a bike of ice and fly fishing.
The Upper Peninsula is a spare state
in case Michigan goes flat. I live now
in Virginia, which has no backup plan
but is named the same as my mother,
I live in my mother again, which is creepy
but so is what the skin under my chin is doing,
suddenly there's a pouch like marsupials
are needed. The state joy is spring.
"Osiris, we beseech thee, rise and give us baseball"
is how we might sound were we Egyptian in April,
when February hasn't ended. February
is thirteen months long in Michigan.
We are a people who by February
want to kill the sky for being so gray
and angry at us. "What did we do?"
is the state motto. There's a day in May
when we're all tumblers, gymnastics
is everywhere, and daffodils are asked
by young men to be their wives. When a man elopes
with a daffodil, you know where he's from.
In this way I have given you a primer.
Let us all be from somewhere.
Let us tell each other everything we can.
-Bob Hicok (New Yorker, May 19, 2008)
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Too good to be true!
Old Bike, New Motor
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Sue's Views
Well it was the "Blessing of the Bikes" weekend in Hillman recently. It almost looks like Joe Thill showed up, but he went to some other town where they had a benefit for a rider who lost his son(?). I don't know what came over me, but on Sunday, are you sitting down?, I WENT TO CHURCH! Yes it's true. I went to the church I've wanted to try for three years now. It was great! It's called Word of Life Baptist church in Alpena. Our new neighbors go there. I knew a lot of other people from the bank that also go there. They do a lot of singing so it's uplifting, fresh and new. The minister was good. I'll probably be back. I couldn't wait to tell you that I "took the plunge". (No pun intended) Ron was working at the property. Well it looks like we have another night of hockey. I'd better get out my Red Wings flag out and put in on my car. "We want the cup!"