Showing posts with label oil. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oil. Show all posts

Wednesday, 28 May 2014

77 Days

[The story so far....30 months ago, I migrated with my wife to the Falkland Islands, deep in the South Atlantic Ocean.  All was going swimmingly, with copious opportunities to watch penguins, orcas, seals, and exotic bird-life, not to mention enjoy the quiet social attractions of walking, dining, quizzing, etc.

Then, last November, my retina started to detach from my right eye.  An emergency evacuation and 3 operations later at the Oxford Eye Clinic, and  I was declared fit to return to the island life.  February was extremely busy for me, guiding many tourists around Stanley, the capital, and surrounding countryside.

Then, on Ash Wednesday (March 5th), the same problem recurred.  Worse, I had just renounced wine for Lent!  Another long and stressful  trip to an eye clinic, this time in Glasgow, ensued.  Luckily, my wife accompanied me this time, and I could transfer all my stress to her..... I had another 3 operations from the excellent people at Gartnavel Hospital.  The surgeon was a star, and I am now back in the Falklands with improved vision.  I was away 77 days......].

While I had been away, the Falklands had changed a bit......
But not that much!  The above photo is of a tall tower block, about the same height as the Shard in London, in Santiago, Chile, which I passed through on my return to the Falklands last week.  The Andes are a few dozen kilometres behind it.  Chile is the most earthquake-prone country in the world, so I'm not sure I would like to live in that building, but the Chilenos do build to a very high standard....
House construction, Sapper Hill
Some Chileans are probably helping build a new housing estate on the slopes of Sapper Hill on the outskirts of Stanley, (population 2,500).  About 70 houses are planned in coming months, and about 20 had appeared in the short time I had been away.  It is reasonably quick to erect kit houses.
A new suburb is appearing
 The infrastructure of roads and lighting had been completed in advance, and now the various plots were being worked on by their new owners.  Many are first-time buyers, helped by Government-backed loans.
New tarmac road, Mink Park
 Another newish development, Mink Park, is about a mile to the west of Stanley and now has a smooth tarmac road to it, instead of the potholed gravel track that I was familiar with. About 15 houses have been built here, with the golf course on one side and the harbour on the other.
The end of the tarmac.... Mink Park.
The road above carries on to the end of the harbour, past about 6 houses at Moody Brook and then over the ridge to Murrell Farm.  The grey building on the left is the old mink farm, probably a victim to the downturn in the fashion for fur coats....  Beyond it, about 2 miles away are Mt Tumbledown and Two Sisters, iconic hills which saw vicious fighting at the end of the 1982 war..  (which lasted 74 days.)
Temporary Port Facility
As well as housing, the oil industry has been gearing up to prepare for more exploration.   The photo above shows the installation of a new temporary port facility (TPF) for the oil industry.  It was towed from Louisiana in March and is being  fixed to the seabed, at the east end of the harbour.  Soon it will have a causeway to the mainland, and it will be a major hub of activity for the oil companies working out of Stanley.
The new TPF from the old FIPASS
The adjacent dock, known as FIPASS, (Falkland Islands Port And Storage System), was also a floating facility but, at 25 years old, is showing its age....
Penguins resting after a hard day entertaining the tourists.
 So, it has been quite an unusual 3-6 months for me, but  I have a lot to be grateful for.  I have my sight. The medical teams who looked after me performed, to my mind, miracles.  Friends, relatives, and even total strangers, have shown me enormous kindness and generosity.  Not to mention my long-suffering wife....
I'm a lucky man!
A cruise ship in the outer harbour, Stanley, from my bedroom.
I will try to respond to everyone who wished me well, but, if you did so, please take this as a BIG "Thank You".  Your thoughts were very much appreciated.

Hopefully, I will be able to update this blog a bit more often, now, but thanks for reading.

Peter

Friday, 21 June 2013

Liberation Day; Booming Economy; and more Rambling..

[An intermittent and personal report on life in the Falkland Islands...... This week, a stroll in the country, Liberation Day, and a booming economy.......]
Turkey vultures in town
It's now midwinter in the Southern Hemisphere.  It's snowing today, but the good news is that the days will start to get longer.  The horses have been moved to their winter grazing grounds on Stanley Common, and the vultures are moving into town, as food gets scarcer.
Snow Ghost and friends
Stanley Common  is a large open area, near the local airport, and horse-owners can graze their horses there during the winter for a nominal sum.  However, it seems that some oil drums (with oil still in them), have been dumped near the common, and this has leaked.  Investigations and clean-ups are still ongoing, but it shows that managing waste on an island, even one with as much space as this  one, can be problematical.
View across Stanley harbour.  A new port site?
If "ordinary" waste such as plastic bags and sewage are not handled well now, then there could be issues when the oil industry arrives in force with more complex challenges.  However, I suspect the oil industry is used to working in strictly controlled environments.  In fact, I know that otters are thriving around oil installations on Shetland, in the north of Scotland.
Housing boom/
Signs of  a booming economy are beginning to appear in the town of Stanley.  Houses seem to be popping up in every available spot.  "Infilling" the traditional, large gardens is a solution for the lack of space in the centre of town.   However, it is not to everyone's liking, and there is much talk about preserving the Falklands' way of life, as inevitable changes appear on the horizon.

Another sign of a healthy economy -  a recent Government budget announced a 5% pay rise for all Government employees!  And in a recent Penguin News, there were 2 pages advertising various vacancies -

Trainers (for Carpentry, Languages, IT, Hospitality),
Handymen
Legislative Drafter
Regulator
Waitresses/bar staff
Electricians
Storemen
Cleaners
Operations Managers
Nursery Nurses....
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Featureless grasslands need good navigation skills.....
As an antidote to the town, I often try to join walkers in exploring less-visited parts of East Falklands.  These walks are often on some of the huge farms, and prior permission is always sought from the landowner.  One farm I recently visited was 45,000 acres, which turned out to be much the same size as Liechtenstein, or bigger than the Channel Island of Jersey!.
White grass underfoot
So, it usually helps to go with someone with local knowledge or a good map and a GPS!  Much of the landscape can appear featureless, so navigation is often an issue.   However, on this walk we were largely following a river valley.  The main problem was the uneven white grass underfoot.   It's impossible to relax and look around, without risking putting your foot in a hole, or stepping on an ankle-turning tussock.
Cloud cover on the high hills.
Even so, some of us diverted to a ridge with panoramic views, while others stayed on the riverbanks
Whichever route was chosen, it was hard going.  At the end, my pedometer showed 5 miles, while it felt more like 15!  There are no paths to follow, and often it seems as if no-one has ever walked there before.
Nearing the finish.....
However, despite the effort, it was an enjoyable couple of hours, culminating in great sightings of the Variable Hawk.  Several of these beautiful birds were soaring above a cliff on the opposite side of the river.
A Grand Day Out!
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"Eyes.........right"
On June 14th, a large crowd gathered at the Liberation monument in Stanley,  to commemorate those men who gave their lives in liberating the Falklands 31 years ago.  Unlike the same day last year, the weather was benign, and despite the sombre aspects of the service, the sunshine lifted the spirits of the spectators.
A full set......
After the service and march-past by troops of the British Army, Navy, and Air Force, and the Falklands Islands Defence Force, everyone (yes, everyone!) was invited to a reception in the Town Hall.   This enabled locals and visitors to mingle with the troops, past and present, and chat about their experiences over a beer and some nibbles.
Mt William
Afterwards, it seemed a shame to be indoors on such a fine day, and a Public Holiday.  So, my wife and I drove a few miles out of Stanley and explored a hill called Mount Harriet, where there are still a number of graphic reminders of the battle that was fought there.  
An old Argentine machine-gun position, looking towards Mt Tumbledown.
Few of the British troops that liberated the Falklands would have enjoyed this view, as all the fighting was at night, and they were under severe shelling from Argentine guns during the day.  However, because of their actions and sacrifices, we, and others, can enjoy it now....

Peter

Monday, 15 October 2012

Marmite Scones for tea; oiled penguins from the sea!

[Continuing an occasional diary of living and working in the Falkland Islands.....]

I don't get many invitations to free food and drink, but then this week 2 arrived for the same evening!  :-(

His Excellency the Governor," requests the pleasure of the company" of my wife and I at an evening reception at Government House!!


What an honour!  We duly donned the glad rags on Wednesday, and strolled up the driveway to the large detached house which doubles as an official residence and an outpost for Foreign Office diplomats.  Inside was a throng of lucky people who had secured the honour of  being selected to this exclusive gathering.  (Only later did we discover that these receptions were held every week, and it's a mystery (to me) as to how people get invited...)
Government House, with internet connection behind.  Sky subscribers?
We mingled with passing dignitaries and yachties, teachers, dentists, military bods, and Falklanders.  We tried the delicious nibbles offered by friendly waitresses - Marmite scones are the house speciality!  But all too soon the bar was closed, and the beautiful people were moving on.  Looking for something a bit more substantial than bite-sized Marmite scones, we recalled an oil company had invited everyone (and I mean, everyone) to a presentation at the Narrows Bar, and offered free food and drink to attendees!
Meadowlark admiring our collection of dandelions.....

Wishing to learn more about the socio-economic impact of the oil industry on a tiny, remote community, (and being quite peckish), we headed to the far end of town...  The Narrows Bar is actually quite wide and long, but it faces the Narrows, the entrance to the harbour.  Sadly, though, we weren't alone in wanting to know more about the socio-economic impact of the oil industry on a tiny, remote community, and we found only a few curled sandwiches and cold pizza segments were left from the massive buffet.  :-(
Visiting yacht - Icebird.
There have a been a lot of newcomers this week.  The yacht, Icebird, moored in Stanley prior to sailing through Antarctic waters.  It has some unusual features, including heated towel rails and airconditioning!  So, if you want to visit Antarctica in a small boat, but like your creature comforts, this could be for you!
Icebird information
View from the Waterfront cafe
Also new in Stanley is the Kitchen Cafe of the Waterfront Hotel.   Not only does it have the best views in town, but some of the best savoury and sweet dishes.  Old favourites are given a new twist, so "braised duck pie" for example.  Lots of sweet and sticky things too, as you might expect.  But also many healthy salads, juices, and soups.
A small selection of cakes at the Waterfront
As I'm in training for the Stanley Triathlon (don't laugh - I'm roping in others to do the swimming and running), I avoided the sweet creations.  However, I heard on the (British Forces) radio about another tough challenge - the Ironman....   Given my experience of ironing, maybe I should give it a go?

The Mechanical Engineering Section at Camp Bastion undertook an Iron Man Challenge at the weekend. This 24hr charity challenge was raising money for 2 charities, SSAFA and Combat Stress. It was though, an Iron Man Challenge with a difference, as a team of 6 topped up the water levels, plugged in their irons, and once up to temperature, set about ironing countless items of kit. Neil Skinner spoke with one of the ‘Ironeers’, Cpl Al Marriott and event co-organiser, Sgt Lee Hind.

http://www.bfbs.com/radio/article/mes-iron-man-challenge

Some very worthy charities there, if you wish to support them.....

Another new visitor to Stanley was a rescued, oily Rockhopper penguin, Captain Bleakey.  He was found on Bleaker Island and brought in to Falklands Conservation's de-oiling facility.

After about 10 days of been washed and hand-fed a diet of succulent squid, he is ready to fly south to re-join his friends.  (Penguins cost £1 on local flights).

For more information of the work that Falklands Conservation does have a look at their website or their Facebook page. ( I'm having a problem linking to them, but it should be easy to find.)

Capn Bleakey enjoying his daily squid...
An article in the the Guardian (for which, many thanks to my kind friends who presented me with a Kindle so that I can download a daily paper!) caught my eye last week.  Six penguins in London Zoo died of malaria!  Maybe they should be left in their natural habitat?

http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2012/oct/10/six-penguins-malaria-london-zoo

Yet another batch of  newly-arrived creatures were the Magellanic or Jackass penguins.  Back from their winter feeding, and now cleaning out their burrows in preparation for raising a new family.
Magellanic penguin in his burrow

This was the view from that burrow!  Not bad, eh?

Lady Liz, Hercules and kite-surfers
We've managed to climb a few more hills.  Mount Harriet is about 5 miles west of Stanley, and is a steep climb of about 1,000 feet.  We were grateful for the added help from our Nordic Walking poles.  On the 11th June, 1982, Marines from 45 Commando (after walking 7 miles in darkness, through minefields) struggled to gain 600 metres in 6 hours, against dug-in Argentine defenders.  2 British, and 18 Argentine, troops were killed that night.  300 were captured.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Mount_Harriet
Ascending Mt Harriet from south
We could clearly see Stanley from the summit, but the British forces had to fight for 4 more days, over several more hills, before they could reach the town and its population.
Looking east from Mt Harriet.  Stanley in distance
The memorial cairn had an ammunition box with mementoes and commendations from comrades.  The views  stretched for over 30 miles.

Convoy of Rapier Missile launchers surround our car...
On returning to our car, we found the car park occupied by a convoy of heavy military vehicles, on exercise. The Argentine government has been complaining loudly about these exercises, but the locals here still have vivid memories of the last military intervention from Argentina, and are very happy to see British troops and equipment around the islands.

Peter

Sunday, 3 June 2012

JubiLiberations! Combined celebrations!


The Liberation Monument

One of the few TV programmes I manage to catch here in Stanley is that lovely dry spoof of the preparations for the London Olympics, "2012", and one episode centred round the realisation by senior planning staff that there was something else happening in London this summer - the Queen's Diamond Jubilee!

So the creative types came up with a name for the combined celebrations - "The Jubilympics!"

No shortage of bunting in Stanley, although too chilly for street parties.
 Well, here in the Falklands, we have a similar dilemma.  Not only is the Queen's Jubilee celebrated by the many loyal subjects, but it is, on June 14th, also the 30th anniversary of the Liberation of the Falklands Islands.

As this might be the last "big" anniversary to be celebrated (at least for some time), there is a lot going on, and many war veterans are re-visiting the islands this year.
 So, this weekend, we had a "Queen Night" , and, in two weeks, a Liberation Ball.
"Red, white and blue...What does it mean to you?"
 I thought the theme of the Queen Night charity ball was "Red, White and Blue" and a celebration of the Monarchy.   However, there was a lot of artistic licence allowed in the costume department, and I soon realised that I may have been one of the few men not wearing fish-net tights, a mini-skirt or a vest and dark moustache!
Patriotic thumbnails
There were prizes for the best-dressed Queen (of either sex); the overall best fancy-dress costume; and the best Freddie Mercury (of Queen fame), which many women competed in with convincing moustaches and biceps!
Boudicea and a Freddie Mercury 
Queen Bee - Best Costume award
Mystery Woman
 The Ball was held in the drill hall of the Falkland Islands Defence Force (FIDF), and a large white camouflage net was hung from the ceiling to create a cosy atmosphere.

Superman, WonderWoman and a more traditional dancer.....
 Once the delicious 3-course meal (courtesy of the Malvina House Hotel) was cleared away, people took to the dance floor to the loud music of a local band...
Some of these costumes will be back on the flagpole tomorrow!

Genuine?
On Monday, as HM Queen is lighting a beacon in London, the most southerly beacon in the world will be lit in the Falklands.  A barbecue is planned for the beach setting of the beacon.   Although there is meant to be a marquee for shelter, I feel it may still be a bit cold.  I introduced some people to Nordic Walking on the beach on Saturday and much of the sand was frozen solid!  The dunes were like ski slopes.
Two Sisters, with snow covering
 So, midwinter approaches here, and the temperatures have plummeted at night.  Many of the town's streets which go up and down the steep hill, are closed off due to ice.  I heard that the gritting lorry had three minor crashes yesterday!
It must be cold if  these guys have coats on!
I shall report back next week on the Beacon and BBQ.  If you are celebrating the Queen's Jubilee, enjoy your street party or whatever. I'm sure our old street in Teddington will be having a huge spread.

If you don't support the UK Monarchy, you could always  find a copy of "Bohemian Rhapsody" and enjoy that  Queen, instead.

Peter