Moving on

Monday, February 27, 2006

A Brief Visit to Lincs

I am still in Spalding, and among a thousand and one tasks I had to get done, I managed to get a few hours off to visit Dandan and see a huge chunk of his photos. They were really good, I loved them and even coped with viewing them in Dandan's bedroom. It was a nice afternoon, thnx Dandan... and Anne too.
While I was there, he snapped a picture of me. So I thought I would put it up here for a few days. beware... this posting is liable to be deleted..

Ok.. done for now
byeee

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

THE SENILITY PRAYER

Grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked anyway,
the good fortune to run into the ones I do,
and the eyesight to tell the difference

Sunday, February 19, 2006

Life and Dosbarth Cymraeg

I was chatting to a friend online a couple of nights ago and he was saying that he had enjoyed all Dandan's holiday travel stuff... but what was happening to me?
Not a lot, is the simple answer.
I seem to have settled into a routine of care for Mum, usually late mornings/afternoons and up to about 8 or 9pm. I cook meals, try to clean their house, deal with all Mum's more personal requirements and visit Dad in his care home. This is 7 days a week. I loose track of when a weekend happens, or rather, they are the most boring times as no Doctor visits, no nurses call and no appointments for anything. Mum is awaiting a brief trip into hospital to have a problem with her arm sorted. She had a scare a week or two back when she had a very heavy nose bleed, we spent a night in Ysbyty Gwynedd (Bangor Hospital) then. Dad has settled in to his care home, although he wants to come back home to a place he can't remember very well now. He is being assessed for dementia, but at 87 there is not much that can be done.
My brother is there for the night times and the mornings, but neither of us get much time to have our own lives. I am just more pushy than he is..
I am now still going to my Welsh classes. I have had 4 so far and I am learning a huge amount, and not just the weird lingo. I am the dunce of the class, and I think every teacher ought to be put in this position. I am not just being modest, I really am a long way behind everyone in my Welsh class. But, I am not ashamed of that. Most of the other students have lived in Wales for years, some are married to Welsh spouses. They usually work in Welsh speaking environments. I got here in June and only hear Welsh on Radio Cymru when I remember to switch it on. I can't say place names, I couldn't even say the Welsh for "please" at first. All basics to the rest on the course.
One lady on my course is pregnant and its odd to think her baby will be fluent before she is...
The Welsh class has given me an outlet, a day to escape, this happens on a Thursday and I am exhausted after being there from 9:15 to 15:00.
I am hoping to get back to Spalding next week. Nothing is certain as I am in the hands of the medical profession with my parents. But as I have a 'half term' holiday from my dosbarth Cymraeg, I am hoping to get there. I need to see Dandan's pix anyway.
My camera has hardly been used in months, so there is nothing to illustrate all this. Maybe I should photograph my Welsh class? Old Pix on Flickr
But, I will say that I am sort of settling into life on an island off the mainland of Wales. It has its good points, although I am still frustrated by the "Amser Cymraeg" that confronts me every time I try to get things done.
I had my car serviced and MOT'd this week. As it's only 3yrs old, I expected very little trouble. I had to have a new tyre, but that was all. I took the car in at 10:30 on a Wednesday and was expecting to pick it up at the end of the day. When they phoned at 5 and said it wasn't quite finished and that they needed it for an extra day. I was amazed. We argued. In the end I got a Citroen Saxa for the evening and the next day to go to Welsh classes. But the garage had just expected that I would be happy to extend my car's stay with them.. "Amser Cymraeg!"
I just have to accept all this now...

Monday, February 13, 2006

Dandan's Amazing pix

Welcome Home!!!
Dandan and Mrs Dandan are now home and are busy sorting out photos and sent just a few for me to put on my blog. I have been trying to sort out where they are all taken, with Dan's help... so here goes..
This is just a selection of photos and Dandan promises me some more if I can get back to Spalding soon.
I have put these pix up here as small as I could, for those of you still struggling on dial up. But please click to enlarge all the pix. They are all so beautiful, its worth it.

The above is Ushuaia, Argentina. In my ignorance I had to look this one up.

Sugar Loaf mountain, Rio
Beagle Channel
Falkland Islands
Falkland Islands


Approaching Milford Sound

New Zealand


Need I say that this is Sydney?
Sydney, but can you spot our intrepid explorers themselves?
Bora Bora
Tonga
Tahiti
Pitcairn Island
Ushuaia
The most southern point of South America, the memorial to lost mariners." A most moving place"

King penguins in the Falklands
Whale
Easter Island
Easter Island

Saturday, February 04, 2006

Dandan again

9 PM. Friday 3rd Feb Wind force three, sea calm, 25 degrees c. Been a reasonable day with occasional showers

It’s all happening here. At 2 O’clock this afternoon Artemis turned around and headed back the way she had come,

The captain came on the PA system to inform us, that a member of his crew had a life threatening condition; he was therefore heading for a rendezvous with a French navy helicopter, 120 miles off the coast of Martinique. Although the ship has extensive medical facilities, including Doctors, nurses and designated rooms and can cope with most things until the next port. The captain asked if there was a practicing obstetrician aboard, luckily there was. She confirmed, the young lady had an ectopic pregnancy and was in need of urgent help, beyond that available on Artemis.

So we speed through the night at 21.5 knots our top speed. The transfer is expected at 3 o’clock tomorrow morning. We do not have a landing pad here, so it will be a winch job, the rear of the ship has been shut down and people moved from a number of cabins, In case of accidents. Should be quite a spectacular show, let’s hope all goes well.

Unfortunately this incident necessitates a change of schedule; we will not go to the Azores, as planned, but straight back to Southampton. Tough, as long as the young lady is ok who cares? Although true to form some of our intrepid, self centred old dears are already whinging, they must have ectopic brains. And I could hazard a guess where they are located.

Barbados this is a proper Caribbean island, Steel bands, cricket, great beaches those on the Caribbean side have white sand, warm shallow waters coconut palms, water sports and bars, perfect holiday places, for all ages, including the rich and famous

.On the Atlantic seaboard, the swell that has rolled unhindered for over a thousand miles, crashes onto the rocky and yellow sanded coast. A Mecca for surfers and body boarders, the young and active thrive here; you can almost smell the adrenalin and testosterone.

We spent a glorious day touring right round the island, four of us in a people carrier, air con working flat out, Visited Sandy Lane Hotel and Golf Course. Rather nice actually, Accommodation cost from $2,700 to $25,000 US a night, so I suppose it is entitled to be.

Close by was the oldest church in Barbados, being decked out with the most exquisite arrangements of flowers and tropical fruits ready for Saturdays service where there neighbour, Sir Cliff Richard was singing his gospel songs as he regularly does, He appears well liked and respected and takes this his local church very seriously, giving generously of his time free of charge.

Stopped a couple of times for a cold beer and a meal, walked on idyllic beaches, Anne paddled, browsed souvenir shops, spent some pennies and generally loved it.

We visited the Kennington oval in Bridgetown scene of so many West Indian triumphs. now being turned into a modern 30,000 seated stadium in time for next years cricket world cup, Stopped at another stadium just down the road, Barbados were playing Jamaica and Brian Lara was batting, could see the fielders between the stands, oh for another day would have gone in. Time however beat us, a smashing way to finish as we head for the ship.

Barbados, magic go there when you can.

Funny thing! Anne and I have always said we know we are on holiday when we hear Bob Marley sing, here as elsewhere, there is plenty of Marley memorabilia on show, but throughout this entire journey, nowhere a Marley song, strange. We missed him..

Nine days of Atlantic Ocean, Southampton and home, can’t wait.


So has it been worthwhile? Yes. Would I do it again? Not without changes.

Will tell you of the helicopter rendezvous tomorrow, and give the above some more thought and perhaps expand on it at a later date.

Saturday 4th Feb. 9AM. raining again, Anne not happy, 27 degrees C, wind force 5, moderate swell. We are 3416 miles from Southampton and back on track

Helicopter arrived on the button, at 3 o’clock, went on deck, very dark, all we could see was the helicopters navigation lights and a searchlight This was superb flying, windy conditions, warm with rain squalls, made life difficult. Plus Artemis has a steel cable running down from the mast, to the back rail, effectively cutting the rear deck in half. The ship did not stop as the helicopter manoeuvred into position and an airman was lowered aboard, he then rode with the patient and somebody else,(the young ladies parents were aboard) as they were successfully winched up and into the helicopter, brave and skilled men these medics, well done the French navy and the crew of Artemis isn’t half bad, strange they had a drill and rehearsed this (without the copter of course) just three days ago

Have a good weekend all, may do one more email next week, we shall see

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Dandan - The Panama Canal and More

The Panama Canal and More

Tues 31 Jan 26 degrees C 10.30 pm. mostly clear and fine with odd isolated rain shower, wind force 4.moderate breeze. Sea has a 10ft swell. Calmest it has been for some time. Speed 19 knots we have been on Curacao. Today and will be ashore for the next two days, but I wanted to get the Panama Canal down while it is fresh in my mind. So Anne is asleep as I type and at my speed it will be a late night.

I left you on the 27th to go to a barbecue, was very nice, had a burger and a small piece of chicken. For those who seem to relish emailing me about my diet, no I have not stuck to it and yes I have put the weight back on, yes I am a fat pig, but what else can you do on sea days, with the weather we have been having.

Friday after the barbecue the sea and weather got up and all that night, plus the following day and night were bad, Our cabin is at the end of the amidships section lengthwise and bang in the middle height wise, this has seemed to play to our advantage as the people in the bow and stern sections, particularly the bow have had it rough. Whereas although we have had our moments, by and large it has been ok.

Sunday the 29th dawned misty, but calm, turned into a nice morning, then filled in and clouded over as we travelled, through the canal, once again a challenge to all the photographers located at the front of the ship, ten hours on your feet in that situation is hard work, but worth it.

Panama Canal

An engineering masterpiece, low tech and high tech. solutions, coordinated efficiency, visually spellbinding and spectacular, all these and more, come together and astonish, as you progress through this tribute to the amalgam of the resourcefulness of man and the basic laws of nature.

It seems incredible that two of these basic rules. The law of gravity, and the fact, that water will all ways find its own level, Enables these huge man made locks to fill or empty and in so doing, lift a 45000 ton cruise ship up and over a mountain ridge and across the 40 miles separating the Atlantic and Pacific oceans. Whilst at the same time generating the hydro electric power to run the project.

Each passage through the locks requires 52 million gallon of fresh water from the lake at the top to be fed by gravity through the system.

Built by the Americans with mainly Caribbean labour, after the French had twice failed abysmally, it was, despite being the largest project attempted up to then, brought in ahead of time at a total cost of £350 million dollars. Astonishingly it was not engineering know-how, important as that was, that was the key, but the ability to control the mosquito born diseases, malaria and yellow fever which had decimated the French workforces. Spraying pesticides, draining swamps and marshes, whilst installing sewage and water systems, eradicated these diseases inside two years and cleared the way for the engineers to triumph. Drawing on the skills gained building the railways across there own mountainous land.

Engineering masterpiece, obviously so, and a wonder of the world at its completion, and all driven by gravity.

Low tech, two men in a boat row the tow cables out to the team of cable handlers on board each ship, along with local pilots (some ships need up to five pilots,) no ship can move, until the captain signs responsibility for the navigation of the ship through the canal, over to these guys. At each pair of locks (there are three pairs at either end of the canal), a wooden arrow is turned, its point directing the pilots to which ever lock the ship has been allocated.

High tech, computers schedule the ships through, large ships singly by day and small ships, several at a time, by night, thereby maximising lock usage, and controlling water wastage. Each ship is pulled through the locks by so called mules, locomotives running on a cog railway line, along the lock sides. These mules located either side, are so efficient as to be able to manoeuvre ships through (the one ahead of us had two foot clearance either side) without hitting the sides and damaging ship or lock.

Coordinated efficiency, ships are processed through the system, lock to lock by the controllers and mule drivers located ashore, the pilots on the bridge and cable handlers on the deck.

A constant programme of drilling, exploding charges and dredging away the debris and silt, keeps the canal clear although it is still subject to landslide. Studies are underway, exploring the feasibility of fitting extra locks, alongside the existing pairs as the demands on the canal continue to grow. This, despite the growth in super ships, that cannot go through, because of there size. However the majority of ships can and travelling through saves an average of 7000 miles and twenty days sailing per trip

The largest ship to go through? A Princess line cruise ship. The cost, $250,000 U.S. Booked and paid a year in advance, as are all cruise liners, guaranteeing them priority scheduling and no waiting in line, as general shipping has too

Coming from the Atlantic, on reaching the first lock you are attached to your mules, pulled, lifted and guided through until you clear the first three pairs of locks, then travel 23 miles through the lake, created by the damming of the river, past islands which are in reality, the tops of flooded hills. The lake narrows down to a channel cut through the mountains for nine miles, this was the bad bit, crossing the rock and shale of the continental divide, bedevilled by landslides, The rocks still carry the marks of chisels, plainly visible from the ship, as is the massive amount of pinning, stark evidence of the volatility of these materials. Although the channel is down to 500ft or 150 metres wide at this point, the freshwater lake itself has grown to cover some 166 square miles, all this 85ft above sea level. A nature reserve, it is home to many kinds of wildlife. We saw pelican, vultures, cormorants and four American crocodiles. The latter calmly watching the progress of the ships from the security of the bank side trees.

You now enter the first of the last three locks, pulled and guided as before by mules, you are lowered and emerge in another lake, you cross the one and a half miles to the final two locks, enter and drop down to sea level, disembark the pilot and proceed under the impressive bridge of the Americas and on out into the pacific.

We of course, did it the other way round, but the map I am using as an aid memoir is drawn this way, consequently I took the easy option.

The Atlantic welcomed us with big 13ft swell and high winds as we cleared the canal. With wind, current and swell all against us the captain had to reduce speed, making for a late arrival in Curacao. Fortunately the weather was mixed today, mostly bright with local showers as we set off to explore.

Curacao

A pleasant little place with brightly painted houses, dotted all over the hillside and a river running in to the port from the sea, again lined with bright, red, yellow and blue houses along its banks. Until recently cruise ships sailed up here and moored in the middle of town, now however, a new jetty has been built out into the sea and we moored there.

The islands two main functions in life seem to be, as a fuel bunker for ships, consequently there are many oil installations. Oil and gas holders and tall chimneys abound, making it a much more industrial island than most. It is part of the Dutch Antilles and as such is has a tie up and agreement with the common market. This provides its other purpose in life as a duty free port, supposedly offering very cheap prices on high cost items. As we were not in the market for these (no sign of my lens here either) we didn’t partake. Instead had a tour of the island, took some photos, and got some bits for the family. Then sat, had a beer and a burgher and watched the world go bye.

That’s it up to date, will return to this on 3rd Feb. as we start our long slog to the Azores after leaving Barbados

Regards Anne and Cliff



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