Showing posts with label Aberdeen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aberdeen. Show all posts

2011 Can't Do It Anymore

I have been to Emerald Downs five times.  The first time was great.  I loved watching the horses in the paddock and following them to the track.  I even placed a few bets and visited the gift shop.  



The second time  I fell in love with a black mare named "She's All Silk".  I had particularly noticed her because she reminded me very much of a horse I loved dearly in my childhood (a black Thoroughbred steeplechaser named Gilda).  As she walked to the track she turned and looked at me, right into my eyes.  A few minutes later she was dead.  It literally made me sick to my stomach and after seeing how insignificant the incident seemed to the public, I left.

She's All Silk
The third time was good, it was a somewhat cloudy day and I did not stay too long.  No one died that day, at least not while I was there.

The fourth time i saw a beautiful gray horse go down after the finish line. He actually fell over from exhaustion.  I thought I was seeing another fatality.  This happened where everyone was watching.  A few people were concerned.  Then, miracle of miracles, he got up and walked into the ambulance.  Apparently he was okay.

Gray horse down and then back up

The fifth time was yesterday (Sunday) when I saw "Shesawalkingbeauty" die.  She was close to the lead and she stumbled and was pulled up.  Apparently she broke her sesamoids and now she is dead too.

ShesAWalkingBeauty

I go to Emerald Downs because I love horses and it breaks my heart to be away from them.  I love watching them before they are saddled, their silly tongues hanging over the bit, their smell, their big eyes, their nostrils flaring, their beautiful silky coats, the never-ending variety of colors.  The nobility and elegance of these beautiful creatures is unlike anything else on earth.  But as much as I love them, I can't bear to see the tragedies.  I just don't think I can do it anymore.




2011 Scientology

Seattle Scientology Life Improvement Center
In September 2011, I was in Seattle and had some time to waste.  As I walked down the sidewalk, a young man invited me in to the Scientology Life Improvement Center to take a free personality test.  I said sure, because I love that kind of thing.  I had no idea it would take over 2 hours. It was intense.  


Where the test was taken
When I was done, a nice young black man went over the results with me.  They were frightening.  They nailed me exactly, so much so that it was creepy.  

He wanted to do an intense and detailed interview, but I said I had to go, that I needed to meet someone (which was true; I was going to see Mariano Rivera of the NY Yankees at a hotel down the street LOL).  I got out of there pronto.  It scared me because they seemed to know me so well, maybe they could have convinced me to sign up.  

The test is available online

After I got home I did a lot of research on Scientology.  I had heard of it, of course, mostly because of Tom Cruise.  I have to admit, I was intrigued.  But common sense won out, thank goodness.

2009 January 20

What I remember most about Barack Obama's inauguration was what a wonderful celebration it was.    I had never really seen anything like it before.  Everyone was so happy, you couldn't help but be hopeful.  It was a fantastic day.

The oath of office
The "We are One" concert was amazing too.


Performers and acts

2007 Aliens Implants

Most of my childhood (and adulthood for that matter) was spent in a dentist's chair.  By 2007, I had had enough and I decided that I was just going to have all my teeth pulled and get dentures.
I found a great dentist in Aberdeen, Dr. Tomlinson.  I had typed a great many of his reports, and he sounded exactly like one of the vets on the TV show "Emergency Vets".  I was totally shocked when I met him, because he looked nothing like that vet!  


Marc Tomlinson, DDS
On March 16, the morning of the procedure I went to his office early and he gave me the anesthesia.  It was interesting, because at the same time he was pulling out teeth, he was inserting microchips into the sockets.  He would give his nurse a special look and she would go retrieve the next chip and hand it to him.  At times, other people were in the room, but they were very strange looking indeed.  In fact, they were semi-transparent; I could see through them.  They appeared to be supervising, because even though they never said anything, Dr T would nod or respond to them.



It was quite entertaining at first but then I started to worry.  What are they implanting?  Are they cameras?  That would make no sense.  They must be microphones.  Weird.  Or maybe something I couldn't even understand!  What if they were time-release capsules that were going to turn me into an alien spy?

By the time the procedure was over, I was quite concerned.  Just to be on the safe side, I decided not to say anything to anyone because you never know.

When I went back for my checkup a week later, I laughingly said to Dr. Tomlinson, "I know about those things you implanted, you know."  I fully expected him to laugh it off and tell me it was the anesthesia.  Instead, he shook his head and said "Darn it.  We hate that.  You must be resistant to anesthetic.  You'll forget about it soon enough".  

I'm still not totally convinced that I don't have implants in my gums.

When I went to the dentist in New Jersey, he gave me laughing gas, and I saw horses galloping outside his office window, but not aliens and implants.

1980 Goats and Dancing Dervish

When I lived in Vernon, Texas, husband #2, Jim, and I decided we wanted to get some goats to keep my horse Sugar company.  He contacted Carter McGregor, a rancher who had bought some of his paintings.  Carter was a very well known horseman.  He said he had herds of goats, and of course we could have as many as we wanted.  


Not long after that, we went to the McGregor Ranch.  He took us out to the pasture where there were literally hundreds of goats roaming around, and told us to pick a couple.  We decided on a black nanny goat and a chocolate brown billy goat.  A couple of Carter's hands caught them and loaded them into the back of the pickup and the deal was done.  They were put in our horse trailer and we were taken on a tour of the ranch house.


It was amazing.  But the thing that really captivated me was a painting of the great Thoroughbred, Native Dancer.  When I asked Carter about it, he said he had something to show me.  We went out to the barn and he took me to a stall where a beautiful white horse was munching hay.  "That's Dancing Dervish", he said, "Native Dancer is his dad"  I was in awe, I got goosebumps, and I actually petted him.  I petted a son of Native Dancer.  When we went back to the house, Beth McGregor and Jim talked about art and paintings, but Carter and I talked about horses.  


Many years later, around 2007, I went to the local eye doctor in Aberdeen, Washington and for some reason, we started talking about horses.  He told me had a couple of racehorses and asked if I ever went to Emerald Downs, the track about 60 miles away.  I said that yes, I had gone many times.  Then I told him about the beautiful white race horse I had met so many years ago, Dancing Dervish.  He stared at me and said "Could you repeat that?"  I told him again that many years ago in Texas, I had met a beautiful white racehorse, a son of Native Dancer, named Dancing Dervish.  He shook his head and said, "It always amazes me what a small world it is.  I have a horse who is the grandson of Dancing Dervish".



2006 On Board F/V Starbound

I went to Seattle with the intention of finding some of the fishing boats from Deadliest Catch.  I decided the best plan to find them was to just drive onto whatever docks I could.  They were not at Fisherman's Terminal, so I knew there were probably getting some kind of maintenance done.  Most of the area between the locks and salmon bay is commercial fishing stuff, parts places, dry-docks, etc.  So I just started going down access roads, even though most of they say, private, no trespassing, etc.  (My mother taught me well).  I went down onto a couple of and saw some boats, but no names I recognized.  Then I went down one so I could try to get a good picture of Starbound.  

Funny, there were guys everywhere.  They were lifting a boat onto a dry dock using the same sling system they use to pick up a horse!  Anyway, there I was in my little red Neon, and no one ever questioned me.  Maybe because my license plate is "alb8ros" (albatross) they thought I had something to do with fish, although I do believe the boat in "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" was a whaling ship.  I did get a shot of Starbound, but then decided maybe I should just drive down that dock and get a closer look, since no one seemed to care.  

I went back and drove down, and just pulled in beside all the other vehicles there.  Two men were standing around talking and working on a car.  One had on a shirt that said "F/V Starbound" on the back.  I started talking to him, telling him how this boat had always intrigued me, and could I take a picture of it?  He said, "How would you like a tour?"  I babbled something like "are you serious?"  

It turned he was Mike, the Chief Engineer, and he is the one in charge of the whole thing, everything except driving it and marketing the fish.  I was stunned.  

So on I went.  Of course my first thoughts were 1) why am I wearing these stupid shoes because all the stairs were very narrow either metal grids or just metal, and 2) please don't let me have a panic attack or hurt myself.

He took me everywhere; we even went to the engine room.   'That’s my baby' he said.  It’s a 5000 HP diesel that only runs the propellers.  Everything else on the ship is run by other motors (or engines).  There is one whole room full of electric panels, I think about 12.  They make their own water, 10,000 gallons a day.  The bilge pump ducts are about 18" in diameter.  He was explaining all this stuff to me, and I just couldn't take it all in.  They have a whole machine shop in there, plus a big workshop. He said they can make about any part they need.  Oh, and the parts room is better than Napa.  I noticed 2 rat traps and he said "We have never had mice before, but we do now", so I told him he needed a cat. 

He couldn't take me down to see where they process the fish, unfortunately, because they were painting.  But he did show me their incredible cooling system; I guess it's pretty innovative.  The fish are cleaned as soon as they get in there, then they are filleted, and the fillets go one way and the scraps go another.  Then they are passed over metal slabs that are cooled by freon and as the fish pass over them, they are instantly frozen.  The fillets are sold that way, and the scraps go into other items.  Some is minced and some is surimi, which has a big market in Japan.  It's used as an ingredient in a lot of things.  Same with the minced fish.

Then we went to the crew cabins, not bad at all.  Each had 2 sets of bunks, a desk and dresser for each, a bathroom with toilet, sink, and shower, dark blue carpet, light blue walls, light color wood stain, steel fixtures, and yes, there is a toilet seat cover.  There are portholes in all but the smallest interior ones (bet those are for the newbies).  When they are in full crew out at sea, there are between 150 and 165 people on board and they work rotations, 16 hours on, 8 hours off, 24 hours a day.   They are at sea for 12-14 days at a time.  

And the galley!  Wow.  It is huge, all stainless steel appliances, with a big salad bar in the middle, incredible.  They have a day chef and assistant and a night chef and assistant.   They serve in 3 shifts 4 times daily, I.e. day chef has 3 shifts at am and noon, night chef has 3 shifts at pm and middle of the night.  The dining room was huge,  (way bigger than the hospital where I work!).   There was also had some recreational type stuff, VCRs, etc.  

He took me out on the deck to see the winches that pull up the nets (which are about 60' by 10').  They drop them down then they spread out and catch the pollock, then the winches pull them up.  There are 2 types, one is up high and one is on the deck, can't remember which pulls first then they switch over.  Everything is automated.  Just the size of those winches freaked me out.  He said one net of fish averages around 50 tons.  I said "Tons, as in 2000 lbs?"  "Yup" he said, "That's about one catch".  By my figuring that comes to 100,000 lbs of fish.

Then we went up to the bridge.  Absolutely unbelievable.  It was glass all around, 360 degrees.  And in the center was like a giant center area surrounded by computers.  I counted 6.  A couple are navigational; a couple are systems on the ship, just amazing.  There is a chart table (even though there were no charts on it.  It is all computerized, but they still have the chart table covered in tan leather.  Facing the front under the windows the whole width of the bridge was a console with 2 steering wheels (but you call them something else), and a bunch of instruments, like a 747!!!!   You can see down on deck from front and back.  In the back, there were a lot of controls and things to control the winches, etc.  Even though they are computer controlled, there are manual controls as well.  He said it only takes 1 crew member to run the whole thing; they have one person on watch once they are at sea. 


While I was there, an alarm went off.  He said they go off on an average of every 40 minutes while they are at sea because the computers are so sensitive.  Usually it's just something to check and override.  He said that once they broke down and had to be towed back to Seattle.  I said, "Yes I read the Coast Guard report about that, was it in 2001?"  He just scratched his head and said "Well, yes, I guess it was."

Mike told me that they are headed out on Friday June 2.  I am bummed.  I have to work.

So then I left, and now I feel like I am a member of the crew!  When I told the security guard that I had to work the day they are leaving, he asked if I could come back a couple of days before.  I told him I could come Wednesday 5/31 or Thursday 6/1.  He told me I should because they will be loading everything up, food, etc., and the crew members will be coming. He said when they are do that they have tons of food for everyone, sort of as a sendoff.  He told me I definitely needed to come!  So I am going to try to go Thursday 6/1.

When I left I was still in a state of shock.   I could not believe that I was able to go on Starbound.  How crazy is that.  Mike was so amazingly nice.  And that ship is so clean.  I kept saying, everything is so clean and he kept saying, “No when we are in dock it's so dirty because we are working on stuff.  You should see it when we go out to sea, it really is clean.  That’s the way the owners want it, they want the cleanest ship on the Bering Sea“.   Apparently, the owners have a couple of other fishing boats, and it is a family business .  They should be really proud of that boat.   I had no idea how massive everything would be.  I bet working on a fish processor down in the hull of a ship in the middle of the Bering Sea would be a nightmare job, but on a ship like that, it would be bearable.  I know the money is great.  He said they have crew who have stayed with them for years!  He said "I think it was built in 1990, that means I’ve have been on it 15 years."  I said, "Actually no, it was built in 1989".  He thought that was hysterical.  He said "I think it is about 230 long".  I said "Actually no it's 240".  When we got off, he said to the security guy "She knows more about this damned ship than I do and it's been my baby for 15 years!"