I have been in the jungle for ten days now and it has been quite a trip so far.
My working day runs from 5.30 am to 6.30 pm except Sundays we are allowed back to camp for 4.30 pm where we can entertain ourselves with an inter company football match.
We have many nationalities on the project.
Gabonese, French, American, English, South African, Dutch, Croatian, Tunisian, Pilipino, Rumanian, Congolese, Ghanaian, Cameroonian, Nigerian
Camp life is quite good because in this business you get a lot of characters and people love to tell and listen to stories so we sit out at night and have a few cold beers bullshitting the night away.
I shot some fantastic pictures so far and will be doing a lot of posting when I get back, I have befriended the HSE man a huge South African From the Muscle Bay area and hopefully will be able to get a night driving pass because there is such a lot of wild life around I should be able to get some good pictures. The problem is we have to be locked in at 7.30 as it is not safe outside the camp at night, some of the stray dogs around the camp have already gone missing probably taken by leopards or panther.
There are elephant tracks everywhere and we see they pull up and smash our temporary road signs as if in protest at what we do. It does make me a little sad to see how much we have to clear to gain access to the oil field however I do know we are only hear temporarily and nature will reclaim its ground back some day. It will be impossible to tell we where ever hear and maybe we as a species will be forgotten. There is one tree that has caught my interest in particular a huge specimen that is unfortunately doomed as when we strike the flare during plant start-up it will be killed by the radiant energy. I will record that at least some day soon. Many trees get struck by the lightening that comes with a welcome cool breeze at the same time every evening as we dink our beer and tell each other tall tales. It is like being marooned, a shipwrecked crew of pirates gathered from desperate shores consoling themselves with stories as fantastic as they are unbelievable.
Some of you may find it distasteful to read what it actually means to extract hydrocarbon from remote locations, I too would prefer is was not so but if you are reading this you are part of the problem because all that in a modern world required to produce and run a computer is based on the extraction of hydrocarbons. Very soon men and women will be putting on high efficiency thermal clothing and heading for the frozen poles to do the same, we will not stop until it becomes impossible to continue due to cost. What a sad world we occupy it is good that we as all other species are only transitory we do not deserve this earth.
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My working day runs from 5.30 am to 6.30 pm except Sundays we are allowed back to camp for 4.30 pm where we can entertain ourselves with an inter company football match.
We have many nationalities on the project.
Gabonese, French, American, English, South African, Dutch, Croatian, Tunisian, Pilipino, Rumanian, Congolese, Ghanaian, Cameroonian, Nigerian
Camp life is quite good because in this business you get a lot of characters and people love to tell and listen to stories so we sit out at night and have a few cold beers bullshitting the night away.
I shot some fantastic pictures so far and will be doing a lot of posting when I get back, I have befriended the HSE man a huge South African From the Muscle Bay area and hopefully will be able to get a night driving pass because there is such a lot of wild life around I should be able to get some good pictures. The problem is we have to be locked in at 7.30 as it is not safe outside the camp at night, some of the stray dogs around the camp have already gone missing probably taken by leopards or panther.
There are elephant tracks everywhere and we see they pull up and smash our temporary road signs as if in protest at what we do. It does make me a little sad to see how much we have to clear to gain access to the oil field however I do know we are only hear temporarily and nature will reclaim its ground back some day. It will be impossible to tell we where ever hear and maybe we as a species will be forgotten. There is one tree that has caught my interest in particular a huge specimen that is unfortunately doomed as when we strike the flare during plant start-up it will be killed by the radiant energy. I will record that at least some day soon. Many trees get struck by the lightening that comes with a welcome cool breeze at the same time every evening as we dink our beer and tell each other tall tales. It is like being marooned, a shipwrecked crew of pirates gathered from desperate shores consoling themselves with stories as fantastic as they are unbelievable.
Some of you may find it distasteful to read what it actually means to extract hydrocarbon from remote locations, I too would prefer is was not so but if you are reading this you are part of the problem because all that in a modern world required to produce and run a computer is based on the extraction of hydrocarbons. Very soon men and women will be putting on high efficiency thermal clothing and heading for the frozen poles to do the same, we will not stop until it becomes impossible to continue due to cost. What a sad world we occupy it is good that we as all other species are only transitory we do not deserve this earth.
(More to follow)