Lost in the Ozzy Desert

A picture of a girl on an oil rig in the Plains of Despair, and occasionally at home with her dog.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Tuesday......cheap date day....

Went to the movies, twice. Tim Burtons "The Corpse Bride", very good. I must admit I'm a bit of a burton fan. Also saw Pride and Predjudice. I was a little dissapointed. It was still good, but I'm still in love with
Colin Firth's Mr Darcy in the BBC series.

Discovered yesterday I left my portable DVD player, Brand new camera and all my disks with photos and especially the well data from the last job in the back seat of the car at moomba. Bugga! to say the least!

Work has still not told me if I'm going to Perth tomorrow, so........ do I pick up trippi or not. Sigh.
The place is too quiet without him.

New plants are still alive. Ground, tiles and slab of concrete near house have subsided some, due to the tap somehow squirting water off in all strange directions for a week and a half. Live and learn. A little bit of plumbers tape has fixed all the leaks so far, and I've reduced the time it's watering the garden.

Going to visit girlfriend and her new bub tonight. After neighbours of course! Sad I know.....then I might go and visit trippi and Irene. let her know whats going on, well, all that I know so far anyway. God I hate it when work leaves you hanging.... Sigh moan bitch etc etc.....I'm buggered!

Monday, November 28, 2005

my favourite photo.....

Sal, Cole and me. This was taken at a wedding of a good friend recently. There will be some more wedding photos posted when I can figure out how to do more than one at a time.

I love this photo because, well, I actually look ok.
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Sunday, November 27, 2005

Doing what he does best....

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and introducing Trippi.....

Trippitaka is his full name. I just call him Trippi for short.

If you hadn't already noticed, I've found a program that helps me post photo's. There's no stopping me now - other than a flat battery in my camera!

Trippi was born on the 4th of July, 2001. So that makes him 4 and a half almost.

Don't quite know what I'd do without him. He went on a bit of an adventure the other day. My mates fence blew down in a storm, and Trippi and Bella (my mates 2 yr old german shepherd) went on a bit of an adventure. My mate found them just as a council worker was loading them up into a van. Lucky! Trippi is registered though, so barring him getting hit by a car (god forbid), I would have gotten him back eventually.

God I miss him when I'm out here. The company man bought his dog out here. Max was his name, and he was a red heeler pup. Went rounding up and biting everyone. Sadly Max bit the visiting Safety Officer, and unfortunately he had to go. Max that is, not the safety officer. (we all think Max was an excellent judge of character.)

The company man has a budgie now. The budgies name is Chookie. Chookie hasn't bitten anyone yet that I know of. Although try explaining that one to the safety officer.

Safety officer to injured worker "so, what were you doing at the time of your injury?"

Injured worker: "I was trying to pat the budgie!" Posted by Picasa

Damn my large arse!

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That window's looking damn small.

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Huet course photos...what to expect.....

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ouch!

typing is damn hard at the moment cos yesterday morning I went arse up. landed on my wrist. I'm ok, nothing broken except my pride. got some nasty swelling and a few really nice bruises.

The worst part of it was filling in the friggin paperwork. Dammit. I figured there are alot of bones in there and I'd better fill out the appropriate forms to cover my arse.

I fall over all the time, but I've never actually done any damage till now. I'm lying, done my ankles in but that was a few years ago.

Woe is me........sob.....

I'm actually rambling cos I've not really got anything interesting to say.

I've been practicing holding my breath for the Huet corse.

I can comfortable hold it for 35 seconds. I think you have to hold it for 15 seconds while they roll the cage over, before you can start to escape. I hope I don't take longer than 15 seconds to escape, otherwise I'm in big trouble.

Anyway, wrist is hurtin, gotta go take a disco nap.

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Look at what I'm doing next.....

.... I'm so excited!

Just hope my ass fits thru the window.... Hmmnn....

I'm doing it cos I'm going to work on Barrow Island some time soon. Apparently they chopper you out there. I was pretty excited about that, I envisioned a tropical paradise, untill I looked it up on the net. Doesn't look that tropical or paradisic. Oh well, it will keep me busy till I go to work offshore.


Helicopter Underwater Escape Training



The Helicopter Underwater Escape Training course (AKA the HUET), is known throughout the offshore industry as either a day off work spent by the pool, or an opportunity for sadistic employers to attempt to drown their thankless staff by strapping them into a metal can and plunging them upside down into two meters of water.

Government regulations and Health, Safety, and the Environment (HSE) departments, mean that most companies will require their staff to undertake a HUET before they can take the chopper ride out to an offshore platform or vessel. There are exceptions to this, most notably if you are expected to take only one single journey in a year -- or if it's really important. Most companies will recognise a valid HUET for one or two years.

The HUET course generally consists of two parts, the helicopter escape and the SOLAS (Safety Of Life At Sea), performed in no particular order, over the course of one or two days. Some providers also include a course in basic fire fighting and escape from a smoke filled room.

Part 1: The HUET

The TheoryWe start with two hours of theory. You learn about picking your primary exit and selecting a secondary exit (in case the guy next to your primary exit weighs 300lbs). You learn how to brace for impact and what to do when the helicopter hits the water. There's demonstrations of how the door and window emergency exits work and explanations as to what will likely happen should the rotor's jesus pin fail. There's generally an exam to make sure you've not been asleep, but either way the practical will wake you right up.
The PracticeJust how scary the human washing machine is, depends a lot on the following points: Are you a weak swimmer? Are you claustrophobic? Do you get disoriented easily? If you answered yes to any of these questions you'll want to wear a rubber lined wetsuit. The idea of the HUET is to prepare you for an unexpected plunge into the ocean while you're in a helicopter, so the practical part of the course attempts to simulate just that. They construct a mock-up helicopter with a variety of seating and exit configurations but with the back of the 'helicopter' left open, just in case. Each training provider will have a different mock-up, from a simple box which instructors manually manoeuvre, to fully automatic systems that can control the speed of rolls as well as any pitch or lateral movement.

You start easy, suspended above the water you practice your brace position and pop your nearest exit. The next step is more exciting, you get lowered in to the water slowly (buckled in of course), until you've been fully submerged for about 5 seconds. Then you find and pop your exit, unbuckle your harness, and make your escape. So far so good, as long as you are a comfortable swimmer. Now the fun starts. Next dip is an inversion, essentially a simulation of the helo landing on, and then rolling in to the sea. So rather than being gently lowered in you're rolled under water, so depending on where you're sitting you might be upside down or side-on when your head goes under. Then of course you have to orient yourself, find and pop your exit, unbuckle your harness, and escape -- while holding your breath, upside down, and underwater.
To keep things interesting you have to switch seats for each ditch. After you've experienced the plunge and inversion they mix things up by not telling you which it will be, nor which way it will roll. Then they'll 'block' one side of the craft so you have to use your secondary exit. Then for the real men you do the inversion, using only your secondary exit, blindfolded.

If this all sounds like a dangerous way to spend an afternoon, you may have a point. But living in the century of litigation means your safety is well looked after. There are three scuba divers around the helicopter at all times, and they're more than willing to yank you out should you get confused, panic, or if your harness gets stuck.

Part 2: SOLAS

Far less exciting, but possibly even more useful is the SOLAS class. It teaches you how to survive being stranded at sea until the rescue chopper arrives to whisk you to safety. Generally includes life raft familiarisation, how to keep warm while in the water, survival strokes, entering water from height, and how to get winched up into a helicopter.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

home delivery.....at rig???

Well kids, I've just been on the phone with the receptionist at LeCornu. Our furniture and carpet specialists. Unfortunately they need some phone answering specialists. Although the receptionist did her upmost best and was extremely polite, no matter what she did, the bastards down in "after sales" wouldn't pick up their extention phone.

So I'm eagerly waiting by the satellite phone here at work. They will ring me back (before 12 noon- cos thats when I knock off). It only cost's about $5 per minute to call here. Hmmnnn....
I'm sure they can afford it.

I'm getting a new bed. A really big new bed. A bed so large, that when it arrives, I will go " oh shit - I didn't realise it was so big!"

Hmmnn..... nice :)

Only problem is ....... I knew I would be at work the day it got delivered. No worries. Asked a good friend to house sit that day and take care of my home delivery. However, the day before I left for work, I got a letter saying there was some problem and my delivery was delayed because they hadn't made the bed yet. It said they would contact me to arrange another delivery date.

The strange thing is, 2 days before I came to work (and the day before I received the letter in the first place), I actually rang to check the approximate time of delivery because my house sitting mate had kids to pick up after school. I also wanted to see if I could change the delivery date. The kind lady on the end of the phone told me it was too late, because my goods had already been picked up by the delivery guys, awaiting delivery to my house.

Now, how can my bed that hasn't been made, get picked up by the delivery guys????

Monday, November 21, 2005

moomba

This is a pretty photo I found of Moomba on the web.

We don't get to stay in the nice permanent camp.

At the moment I am approximately 3 hours north east.

Yehar. Finally got a picture to work. I think the pictures I've been trying to post have just been too big.

Will try for some shots next hitch. Discovered the little battery symbol that comes up on my shiny new camera means that the battery is low. Duh... Unfortunately dum dum didn't bring the charger.......sigh.

I just remembered....

...that I went to the movies with a friend from work when I was home. We saw "Wolf Creek".

My mate wanted to support the good old Aussie Film Industry etc.....

Well, I drove 3 hours from Moomba Airport to the rig with my doors locked, and didn't stop at Innamincka for an ice cream!

Dammit, why did they have to make a horror movie so damn real, right where I work?

I'm looking at our truckies a little differently now.

Sigh.

It's going to take a little bit of time to calm my nerves.

Saturday, November 19, 2005

I'm back - at work....

Hey there, long time no write..... I've been a lazy lazy blogger.

Finally had two weeks at home. Not much exciting happened. Couple of nights out, couple of days on the couch recovering. You know how it goes.

One thing of note was that I finally got to see Thirsty Merc perform live at the Adelaide Uni Bar.
Absolutely fabulous (if we ignore the girl in front, dancing awkwardly backwards using her elbows. She got an elbow or three from me, that's for sure!)

My good mate Sal got a T-shirt signed by all four of the band. How envious am I.......That'll teach me. Dammit! But I'm glad for her, and I was just on the other side of the glass window, having a real close up perve on the band while they were signing. Magic!

Planted a garden. Well, my black thumb of death's version of a garden anyway. Even set up an automatic watering system for while I'm away. ( If you can call three green soaker hoses all joined up to a dodgy cheap tap timer from BIG W a watering system.

I'm envisioning coming home to a lush green garden. Well, at least the weeds will be thriving. Knowing my luck I will drown the little green babies. Hmmnn.......just as well I didn't get round to naming them whilst playing relaxing music to feed their souls. Shouldn't get too attatched.



On the photo front.......brought out my camera this hitch, plus all the funcky attatchments so I can upload to my work computer. Only one problem....didn't bring the driver that runs the whole show. Bugger. Hmmnnn.......

On another note, got some pretty groovy pictures of the Gawler flood. I happened to choose that day to walk the dog and return some videos. Unfortunately I couldn't cross the pedestrian bridge cos it was SUBMERGED!!!! I've never seen anything quite like it.

Oh well, back to work. Hopefully my next entry wont take quite so long coming as this one did.

Fly and be free.
Cat.