Monday, December 28, 2009

Found Mastodon Tooth at Edisto Island






I found a sizeable mastodon tooth fragment yesterday on the beach at Edisto. That was a thrill. There are lots of Pleistocene bone and tooth fragments here. This was the biggest and most thrilling fossil find for me.

There are lots of interesting things to find on Edisto Island. On an earlier occasion I found a really nice projectile point.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Kiting at Edisto Beach






The whole family gathered at Edisto for Christmas. It was damp outside but cozy inside. We enjoyed my mother, sister, son, daughter, granddaughter, and all extant spouses. You can click any of these little pictures to enlarge them. At risk of sounding sappy religious, I felt blessed by the good loving family fellowship.


Today, the day after, it was sunny with a nice moderate breeze on the beach for kite recreation. Son James gave his Uncle Tom and Aunt Mary Garland a kite. It's a trainer kite at about a quarter scale of the type that people use to go kite boarding across the water. By practicing first with a trainer kite you can avoid those silly beginner errors with the full size version that we enjoy on You Tube where people slam into jetties or hard objects on the beach. What a hoot! Actually nobody thinks Tom and Mary will eventually start launching themselves into the sky over the water with the big kind. It just happens that the trainers are lots of fun just for dry land kite flying. James put a video of the kiting festivities on his blog.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Christmas Eve fun at Edisto Beach


We had a rather stormy Christmas Eve afternoon at the beach down the block from our Edisto house today. That was a delight to son James the windsurfer dude and granddaughter Ayla. She now stands on her little plastic boat, holds her hands out, and says, "Sheew sheew sheew".


Landing in the surf looked a little tense...at least to me it did.


I took some video. James edited it, replaced the wind noise, and put it on his blog.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Electric Radiant Slab Heated Cat House


We recently rescued a cold stray cat that was hanging around our home at Edisto Island. I wont go into the ugly details of that story but it reminded me of one of my most clever and successful inventions, the electric radiant-slab-heated cat house. This should be shared with all humankind for the benefit of our animal friends, or at least the ones we keep as pets but don't let into the house. The illustration above shows how you can build this home for your animal companion. You can of course modify this with your own ideas to fit the size of your pet. Here's what I did:

Start with a cheap plastic round garbage can of about 35 gallon capacity.
Cut the bottom off straight and square.
Cut out a circle from rigid foam insulation like you use for foundation insulation.
Sit the bottomless top half of the garbage can on it.
Cut out a circle of hardware wire and place it on the surface of the foam insulation to act as concrete reinforcing.
Stick a bunch of little galvanized finishing nails at diagonals through the hardware wire into the foam to help ensure that it is held on after the concrete is poured.
Stick a bunch of roofing nails laterally into the sides of the can an inch from the bottom to help ensure that the concrete slab attaches securely to the plastic of the can sides.
Weave in an electric bedding plant heater cable such as a six foot Gro-Quik Soil Warming Cable with integral 74 degree thermostat. Tie it to the hardware wire so it doesn't pucker up above the concrete that you are about to pour.
Mix up a bag of Redi-mix concrete, pour it in the can to about 1.5 inches deep, and let it set up for a day.
Cut a barely cat-sized hole in the side of the garbage can a couple of inches above the slab surface.

Plug it in and keep it plugged in. It is low wattage and even begins to cycle off and on after the slab warms and the thermostat starts regulating to 74 degrees. I added a thin towel for the cat to have something soft to snuggle onto but you shouldn't add a big wad that insulates the cat from the heat below.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Kite-boarding at Edisto



My son came into Edisto Island for the Christmas vacation last night. There wasn't quite enough wind for good windsurfing so he decided on his 2nd favorite water distraction, kite boarding. This is in the sound where the south fork of the Edisto river approaches the ocean. You can also see a video that I took and he edited on his blog.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

No Boeing in South Carolina Please


A new Boeing assembly plant may be coming to North Charleston, South Carolina. At least that's what everyone seems to expect and hope for. Not me. I grew up in South Carolina and was recruited to Boeing right out of Clemson University. I lived in Seattle and its surrounding communities for 38 years. I worked for Boeing for six of the early years. I shall list the ways Boeing was a bad employer and bad neighbor.

Boeing was, and still is, a boom-bust corporation. There was little stable employment for locals. During booms they recruited worldwide, bringing in droves of outsiders with the special technical skills required. During busts they laid off workers drastically, often requiring the survivors to work as much as 16 hours per week overtime because the modest overtime premium was cheaper than paying benefits for a sufficient number of workers doing 40 hour weeks.

When Boeing expanded they never did so in the same place. They went where the land was cheapest. Plants sprawled along 54 miles of the I-5 corridor from Auburn, WA to Everett, WA. They frequently transferred people along that corridor and there was never compensation for moving expense. 54 miles was considered a reasonable commute even though the traffic was usually slowed to a crawl by the glut of Boeing workers commuting in opposite directions. During my tenure at Boeing I was transferred among four Puget Sound cities, Seattle, Everett, Renton, and Kent. I was laid off twice when business slumped.

Boeing finally abandoned Seattle, its place of origin, and moved its corporate headquarters to the Midwest. This left varying reactions of shock and abandonment among the sentimentalists, to expletives of good riddance to a bad neighbor from many others.

Now Boeing might put a new 787 assembly line in North Charleston because South Carolina is so very business friendly. Indeed South Carolina solicits big corporations to come here with almost a blind religious fervor. The October 28, 2009 Charleston Post and Courier (P&C) lists these proposed goodies for Boeing:
Sales-tax break for construction materials.
Unspecified goodies similar to what was offered to Google's data storage facility
Tax exemption for aviation fuel used in test flights and transporting airplane parts
We don't know exactly what all the goodies are. The P&C says the revenue impact study released by the state board of Economic advisors was short of details but "Lewis Gossett, president of the S. C. Manufacturers Alliance said the 'state will certainly come out ahead'". Yeah, right!

South Carolinians need to wake up and be wary of this corporate giant. Otherwise our leaders will give away the store in their giddy glee. Who do we think makes up the revenue when we give all the tax breaks to business? We ordinary tax payers make it up of course. We pay the tax and we enjoy the urban sprawl and traffic jams. In South Carolina we pay both a hefty sales tax and a state income tax, and still endure underfunded schools and other public services. In Washington State they have no state income tax. They don't need one because business pays more of its fair share. Schools are better funded. This is one of the most important factors to produce higher skilled and better educated citizens and to retain and attract businesses that provide employment for higher skilled and better educated employees.

ADDENDUM OF OCT 29, 2009: Well they did it. This morning's P&C says "North Charleston won the fiercely fought battle for the 787…" Won! Ha! "Bought" is a better word. Our lawmakers paid $450 million in incentives. Boeing has to create 3,800 jobs here. The other thing we "get" is Boeing has to invest $750 million here within 7 years. Hmm, lets see, we invest $450 million and we get $750 million in seven years. That's like investing the $450 million at 7.57% interest. Hey wait a minute! They don't have to pay back $750 million in seven years. They just have to locate $750 million of their own assets here. Is this a good deal for us? Apparently I'm not the only one not falling down and foaming at the mouth in ecstasy over this sweet deal. The P&C quotes economics professor, Calvin Blackwell, of the College of Charleston as saying, "Generally this is not a very good strategy for states to employ…It's a race to the bottom: who can provide the most goodies?" Blackwell is paraphrased as saying that companies play localities off one another and that another downside is that jobs created don't necessarily go to current state residents. But, state residents are the ones who shoulder the impact to the tax base. Just how many jobs will actually go to local residents? Apparently that detail wasn't in the deal. Tim Coyle, Boeing VP in Charleston said the labor force should include a "fair amount" of employees from Charleston and from other areas. Tim, please define "fair amount".

South Carolina is about as nuts for capitalism as Michael Moore is nuts against it. I'm cool with capitalism. However, the South Carolina concept of capitalism is sort of the Latin American model, i.e. we welcome the outsiders to come in and exploit us. We beg those with the capital to come here for our business tax breaks, lax rules, cheap labor and paucity of labor unions. For Boeing we really bent over, grabbed our ankles and said, "Kick me…or whatever."

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Windsurfing the Columbia River Gorge and Bridging the Cultural Gorge

We went to the Columbia River Gorge. I sailed in it. That confers a certain amount of status since it is the premiere nukin' wind spot of the planet. Of course I sailed in an uncommonly light wind, using my longish floaty board that I can tack. I never got very far into harnesses, foot straps and carving jibes even when I was at the peak of my game about 20 years ago.

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Me

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Son James near the event center. I taught him everything I knew; then he took it from there. He has videos of the same outing taken from his water proof video camera that straps to his head.

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More James, this time at Mary Hill park about 40 miles east of the event center


When we began packing up our gear after our last evening at Mary Hill park we passed a native American family grilling their dinner. I made some cheery remarks like, "Mmmmmm, smells really good. This elicited some chuckles. Just a little later as we started loading our stuff a little girl from the family came over and invited us to join them and share their Bar B Q. I thanked her effusively and declined politely, explaining that we had to get back to Hood River. I didn't have much time to think. I figured we didn't have much to contribute and I didn't know how much they had to spare. Also dear wife had been excited all day about a restaurant in Hood River where she wanted to eat supper.

After we all got under way we each confessed that we wished we had accepted. I felt like an oaf for declining. If you only listen to the news you would think there is nothing but squabbling between native Americans and European Americans over who gets the salmon, what can't be built in native cemetaries, whether to dam a river, etc. In this un-newsworthy moment total strangers extended themselves and invited us to break bread with them because we appeared hungry. Truly for us Americans, notwithstanding diverse origins, there is much more that unites us than divides us. ...like food and family!