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MEDs
It alternately feels like Monday and Friday today, depending on the minute. The last three days I was in Vancouver taking my Marine Emergency Duties (MED) course. Yesterday wore me out; hence feeling like Friday. Today was my first day at work for the week; hence feeling like Monday.
Day one of the MED (Monday) was pretty boring. We did watch some good movies in class, but it was a zillion hours of sitting in a stuffy (yet cold) classroom. I learned important things pertaining to cargo ships. Not so much for tall ships, but oh well. Highlight of the day: Taking the Sea Bus over to North Van for the first time. Day two (Tuesday) was pretty fun. Anna drove me out to Maple Ridge to the Justice Institute. We had no idea it was quite so far out, so it was a bit out of her way. But, we did get to hang out and chat for an hour and bit which was lots of fun. After spending the morning in the classroom, we went outside in the afternoon and donned fire gear (I wish I had thought to bring my camera – we wore the helmets, the gloves, the jackets, the boots… pretty much everything firefighters wear!) then went out to start, then put out some fires. Basically, we used dry chem, foam, and CO2 fire extinguishers, but it was pretty neat. I’ve never used a fire extinguisher before. Lots of fun. Day three (Wednesday) I got up early because I wanted to catch an earlier sea bus over than I had on Monday. Alas, my wishes were thwarted by a “Disruption between Edmunds and Royal Oak Stations.” All trains were stopped and I sat/stood in the station at Patterson for 20 minutes. Meanwhile, people kept piling on until it was barely possible to inhale. I just hope that disruption on the line in Vancouver doesn’t mean the same thing it does in Montreal… So I ended up getting on the same sea bus I had taken Monday morning and therefore got to class 5 min late, but they hadn’t started yet. Most of Wednesday was spent in the pool. First we had to swim far too many lengths of the pool wearing coveralls. Yes, coveralls. I almost died. Matters were not helped by the fact that the guys all beat me out there and took the small sizes, so all that was left for me was a size 42. I think I probably should have had a 36; it was HUGE. Then, we had to put on PFDs and drag each other up and down the pool, first with our hands and then with our feet. Yay for dexterous toes. Then it was into the life raft – those big white pods you see on boats? We got to blow one up and jump in and out of i, drag each other in and out (mostly in) and flip them over. That was probably the most fun. Then we used a sling harness like helicopters have to haul each other out of the pool. That was lots of fun until the rope got stuck in the pulley when one of the guys was in it, dangling above water. Fortunately, he was able to slide out, but it took a good few minutes to get the rope to release. The last thing we did was put on survival suits and jump into the pool. The key is to hold out the hood a bit so the air all squishes out and your feet don’t bob up in the air. The problem is, when all the air squeezes out, you feel like you are in a vacuum pack and I was somewhat surprised I could still breathe. After two lengths like that, it was back up on the pool deck where we took the suits off. Done! Or so I thought, but no, then it was time to throw the suits in the pool and put them on in the water. It was actually much easier than I thought, and I was still able to swim two more laps. Getting out of the pool, however, was a whole other matter. Somehow, about 60 litres of water accumulated in each leg and combined to make it very difficult to get out of the pool. But I survived, and have now completed all my SALTS job requirements!
The end of the MED course… but not the end of the day. There was another girl from Victoria in the class and she offered to give me a ride to/from the ferry. We were hoping to make the 3:00 sailing, but we just missed the sea bus and then it took us a hour and a half to get out there through traffic. So we got to the ferry at about 3:45 and found out that the 5:00 was full and had to wait until the 7:00. Three and a half stinking hours at the ferry terminal. The market they have there is great. For the first half an hour. After that, it was random talking about whatever came to mind for three hours, and then another hour and a half on the ferry. I didn’t get home until after 10 and by then, was completely spent.
Today, on the other hand, was great fun (except for the hands shriveling up because of excess amounts of dish washing). We took the boat out this morning to check the compass and see what its deviation is this year and so we spent a half hour to an hour turning in circles just south of Victoria. I was down below doing the afore mentioned dishes for most of it, but I did stay up on deck until we reached the breakwater and came back up as we entered the harbour to help with the fenders. I’ve never sailed on the Grace before and while we were not sailing, we were underway which is still more than I’ve ever done. Only three more days of work, 5 days total until our first trip!
In the Shipyard
A Ring of Endless Light
Here endeth my first week of work. Last week was great; we spent four days doing an Old Testament survey and talking about our relationship with Creation and how we can convey it to the trainees. It was also a great way to spend time with the rest of the crew not on the boat.
Today was the first day in the shipyard! I spend the morning in the galley (actually, I spent the whole day in the galley…) exploring. Sarah taught me how to light the stove and it began to get warmer in there. First, I had to find the galley. Not locate it, but find it underneath all of the things which managed to accumulate over the winter. There is a new cabin being built in the hold, so there are lots of tools and miscelaneous other things lying all over in the hold and galley. Then, there was cleaning of the counter tops. Next I had to sand the rail around all of my counters in preparation for oiling this afternoon. After lunch, it was cleaning out cupboards and investigating what is in the galley. I found a binder of info and notes from previous seasons and offshores (!!!) which will be a HUGE help! Bring on the season!
Last night was nice and still. I went to bed early but woke up around midnight/1am and couldn’t go back to sleep right away. I decided to walk down to the waterway and take some pictures… becuase I do that kind of thing and it is only about 50m down to a little wooden, covered platform that juts out over the water. I spent about half an hour out there enjoying the silence… well, the silence broken by ducks making lots of noise. My favourite surprise when looking at the photos when I got back in was a heron standing in the water which I couldn’t actually see when I was out there.
Here is the Bay Street Bridge in time exposure. You can see the Johnson St Bridge in the background. This is the one with my heron standing in the reflections from the bridge!
You know you’re from Victoria when…
…you walk to the grocery store in your Lululemon hoodie, capris, and Birkenstock sandals with your re-usable shopping bag under your arm. In February.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I have become one with the city…
Photo Journal
I finally uploaded pictures from the last week onto my computer. In celebration of being back in Victoria for one week, here’s a glimpse of what I’ve been up to for the last week or so:
February 1, Nicole came over from Victoria and we took in the Canucks-Oilers game at GM Place. Unlike the previous Canucks games Dad and I have been to, the Canucks actually won.
Vespa, however, was less than impressed with all the noise and was pretty excited when we left to go home (on the skytrain).
And there is a fab view out of the windows… this is a little fuzzy, but we can see all the way to Mt. Doug and, looking the other way, the Empress
These last two are not my pictures… they are off of the S.A.L.T.S. website. The first is none other than the Pacific Grace. This is the one I’ll be sailing on this year. The second is the Pacific Swift. People familiar with my sailing history will remember my fond tales of her. It is the Swift that I have sailed on for every trip I have taken with S.A.L.T.S. since my first trip in October 1999. And, incidentally, if you need a job starting, say, next week, and want to be a part of a wonderful organization like S.A.L.T.S., give me a shout because we need another cook. Not only would you get to sail, but you would get to sail on the Swift (and she is so much more the pirate-looking ship of the two, complete with a mini cannon!) for a good 4 months or so. Yes, you know you want to…!Ever feel like you know something or have something to say that is earth-shattering but no one else knows/cares about?
Unrelated joke of the day:
How do you introduce a hamburger?
“Meat Patty”
This one never gets old… or at least it hasn’t since I heard it 2 weeks ago…
Spring has Sprung…
Spring is here in Victoria! I know that may be hard for those of you in the -1 billion degree temperatures in the rest of the country, but, despite the rain or clouds (both of which are absent today), it has been a gorgeous 10 degrees all week. Whether it is the warm weather, or the cayenne pills I’ve been taking to increase circulation, or a combination of the two, I haven’t been cold in ages; I walked home from downtown this morning with my jacket over my arm and have even stopped wearing mittens, which for me, as those of you who know me well will attest to, is a minor miracle. And to further prove that spring is indeed here, I saw, perched on a tree along the waterway this morning, a hummingbird! I stopped and watched it sit on a branch for about a minute or two before it flew off. It was a brilliant green and when it flew away, its head flashed a vivid red. Truly beautiful.
This is the view from our living room – the Selkirk Trestle bridge of the Galloping Goose trail.
Religion in China | When opium can be benign
I wasn’t going to post today because every day for a week is borderline obsessive; but the recent Economist has an interesting article on religion in China. I’ll have to read it again later and decide whether I think it is entirely accurate, but first glance is not too far off.













