We heard that a huge tanker had beached itself on our shores. Hubby and I decided to rush off and see what we could. We had heard that it was virtually on the sand and easy to get too...GREAT. It didn't turn out that way. It was a lengthy 4 km(2.5 miles) one way walk in soft sea sand, but still worth having gone. It took us 5 hours to do the entire walk.
We got stopped for 20 minutes at a stop/go with the roads being renovated. This gives new meaning to the expression " for pedaling your wares"
Mind you, both these men seemed to do well with their list of fizzy drinks, crisps, chocolates, ice creams, cigarettes etc. Imagine if out of the 50-60 cars parked every 20 minutes even just 5 bought...nice money with practically no overheads.
Finally it was our turn to go, and headed off once more. We turned off the main road onto a smaller dirt road with some large trees creating tunnels to drive through. Very pretty and cool and green.
Met this little family of Guinea fowl on the side of the road.
Passed a beautiful grassed park area with its tall palms and white reeds in the background. Perfect place for bird life....but we were onto the tanker before it got too late in the day, so we didn't stop to explore.
Finally we arrived at the beach and it seems like everyone else had the same idea.
after all its not every day a tanker ends up on the beach.
After walking down this strip of stairs, that's when we realized that the tanker was in fact a loooonnnnng way away as can be seen by the next photo which is a google map.
The white strip is the beach we walked on.
Normal footprint of a booted foot on the right, but what a strange footprint on the left??
Never seen one like that before. All the toes are separate and the soul is checkered.
The tide was already beginning to turn so we had to really walk as fast as I could manage.
That meant walking on the hard sand which sadly was littered with oil spill from the tanker.
Hopefully not too many sea creatures were damaged by this oil. My feet ended up pitch black underneath...I walked bare feet. Justin had the savvy to keep his shoes on. Mind you lucky for me my brother in law is in cooker hood cleaning, so he gave me a degreaser to use and it melted the black oil off my feet like it was nothing at all. Still here are the pictures of the mess. Justin says it felt like sticky rubbery stuff.
We passed some serious looking rocks balancing on the top of other giant rocks. Wonder how they got up there and how much water pressure it would take to topple them down?
The gap on the right hand side is all we had to pass and with the tide coming in we would have to really hurry. Once trapped on the other side.....I feared we would be a rescue case ourselves....and that's not what I do for fun.
The bulk carrier was fully laden with rice and will be assessed for salvage and efforts to prevent an environmental risks. That brings a new problem because if rice apparently gets THAT wet, it begins a toxic gassy process, so the rice has to be gotten off asap. The people naturally were the first to be rescued. You can actually see how close the tanker was to the shore.
The ship, was sailing from Cape Town, to Gabon, and is said to have run into motor mechanical problems yesterday. A tug boat, the Fairmont Glazier, was dispatched to assist and is on-scene. In 5 meter swells and gusting to 45 knot onshore Westerly winds the casualty vesse has dragged anchor and they are now lying about half a nautical mile off-shore and her anchor is currently holding.
Fog has descended further hampering the stand-by rescue operation.
While we were there, a large tug came to start doing whatever it had to do, I guess getting the men safely to shore.
Between the NSRI tug and the Titan helicopter (this is the same helicopter that my son rides to the rig in) all 19 of the crew were safely removed. Not one death thankfully. Only minor injuries were sustained to two crew members of the ship, a laceration to a hand and one with a minor ankle injury, but they do not require to go to hospital and were treated on-scene by paramedics. The newspaper report said rescue helicopter hoisted NSRI helicopter rescue swimmers onto the ships deck where they instructed crew on the procedure to be hoisted into the helicopter by winch hoist using under arm harnesses....I wondered how they communicated since the crew members were Ukranian and Filipino nationals....guesswork on my part again, I suppose that English is a universally spoken language...unless the NSRI used hand gestures??
As the mist started thickening with the tide coming in, photography got harder to do without very specialized equipment.
So that's our little piece of excitement for the long weekend.
I was thankful for the exercise because having had a cold, I have not been to boot camp and this month my sponsor cannot afford to pay for me.....so I will be joining the weight loss ladies for their exercise which I cannot comment on before having actually done it. One thing I do know, is that they do Insanity, something called Turbofire and Hip hop ab dance type exercise. What I imagine I wont enjoy is all the giggling and woo hoo party sounds. I've gotten used to Rico's quiet, business like, DO IT, attitude...and I love that. He doesn't use whoopee sounds to get us to do what we have to do. My friend has been to the weight loss group and says its loads of loud, fun and laughter, exercises. So let's see what I think of it??