I haven’t been able to update this blog as much lately because of life. Firstly, I am really enjoying my new job and the work days seem to fly by. The phone that has been a constant fixture in my hand for the last 12 years is slowly working itself free. I actually forgot to bring it with me the other day. It was awesome. I’m not on-call any more which is WONDERFUL! I can work overtime… if I want. They like network maintenance to be done around 8:30 in the morning after shift changes at the hospital. No more 2am maintenance windows! I am loving that!
We are slowly learning to be a family without my son living at home. It’s taking some adjustment. But we’re learning to heal from all last Fall and Winter’s shennanigans. He seems to be adjusting to his new home too. I actually got to have lunch with him last week when his group home showed up at the hospital cafeteria.
I am flying every week. I work late on Fridays so I go in late. I’ll take my PPG out for half hour, maybe 45 minutes and then head into work. I fly again on Saturday morning. It’s been pleasant learning a new way to fly.
But other than this there are no earth-shattering happenings, no life-altering revelations, just living a simple and slower life. Despite the slower pace of life, the days seem to fly by. But the one constant in our lives has been Christ. We have definitely felt His presence in each and every day. And each and every day we are grateful!
And with that I leave you with a few photos of my flights this past week…
California’s vast Central Valley is known for it’s fresh fruits, nuts, and vegetables. They literally are farm fresh to your table out here. But we have another harvest that is not as well known; the California dust harvest.
Fruits are still hand picked for the most part but nuts are harvested in two phases. First the shaker comes along and shakes the tree causing all the nuts to fall on the ground, then the sweeper will come along and sweep the nuts up then dump them into waiting trucks. Above we see sweepers in the orchard. Sweepers are the prime cause of poor air quality in the Valley during the late Summer and early Autmn months. However, when a farmer looks at this picture do you know what he sees? Money! 🙂 Hey everyone’s got to eat.
I think you should know that to get this photo I had to go flying in my PPG (heh, ‘had to’ go flying.) And to get airborne it took me 4 tries. This intermediate wing is just so maneuverable that I have trouble getting it stable in the air so I can take off. I think I’m gong to have to go back to my kindergarten wing for a while.
Here’s the steely-eyed airman flinging his eager craft through footless halls of air…
In other news this weekend is my daughter’s 19th birthday. One of the things she wanted to do was learn how to fire my gun. I happily obliged and took her down to the shooting range.
The first two weeks at my new job have been awesome. Well, except for that one incident where I was cleaning up VLANs on the switches in the LAB building and accidentally deleted the management VLAN so I couldn’t get to the switch any longer. Huh? What did he just say? It just means I had to take the walk of shame over to the lab building to fix what I had broken. Luckily no end-users were harmed during my cranial flatulence. I was able to fix it quickly and move on.
Yesterday I took my wife up to Lake Tahoe to beat the heat in the Big Valley. Surprise surprise everyone else had the same idea! Traffic was thick and there was no roadside parking near any of the beaches. We got out and took a walk through Incline Village but ultimately gave up trying to make it to the beach. Instead we jumped back into my trusty minivan and headed back to our favorite secret lake back down in in the Big Valley.
It took us two hours to drive back down there and we made it 45 minutes before the front gate closed. We were able to park lakeside and get our chairs out and just enjoy the peace and quiet. There were other campers along the lake but it wasn’t that crowded due to the heat. Sitting there by the lake holding hands with my wife made the work week, all the traffic, the entire day’s journey to the Sierras and back completely worth it. We both felt the peace of nature descend on us; the trees, the lake, the turtles, the ducks, all of it. We spent the time talking, and not-talking. Sometimes just sitting in silence with the one you love is so very healing and peaceful.
Even though the weekend isn’t over, that is how I will remember the week ending for us; in peace. I thank God for that peace every day. I’m thankful for the new job. I’m thankful for being able to provide for my family (even though it is His provision, not mine). I’m thankful for my family; all of them. But I am most thankful for my wife who helps me find this peace. Life without her would be chaos.
This is a posting I have been holding back for a while but now I can finally publish it. After almost 12 years of working for McClatchy Newspapers I was told that my services were no longer required. My job still needed to be done, they just didn’t want me to do it any longer. Not just myself but almost all of the Information Technology employees in the company. Only a very small staff would be kept on for institutional knowledge.
It all started on a run of the mill Tuesday. We got a meeting notice to dial into a departmental conference call. These happen periodically and we listen over the phone about all the various intiatives happening in the company. This was what most of us were expecting. What we heard was a gut punch. Instead of hearing the normal cast of management characters talking about what their groups had been doing the last month we were told that if we were on the call, then our positions were affected. Affected?? Affected by what? We were told we were being cosourced. This is the feel-good buzzword management uses to describe training someone else to do your job and then getting laid off. Further, the people that we would be training to take over our jobs would be overseas workers. Bottom line, I had to leave the company so someone from another country could have my job. Upper management put all kinds of cheeful spin on the announcement and how it was going to streamline IT and make it faster to respond and cut costs at the same time. Yeah, cutting costs was what it was all about.
At first I thought it was just my group, but in the coming days I found it was all of Information Technology; it was a bloodbath. For the first week or so we all just kind of continued on doing our jobs in a haze. No one talked about it. Gradually people began talking. “Are you affected?” “How many from your group? All of them?!” That’s when the resentment started building. And that’s when people started talking. An article appeared in Computer World magazine where some employees spoke out: Newspaper Chain Sending IT Jobs Overseas and the follow-up article: Newspaper IT Employees ‘Angry as Hell’ Over Foreign Workers It was in this second article that I learned that it wasn’t just some overseas workings in India that would be doing my job remotely, McClatchy would be hiring foreign workers who had come into the country on H1B visas to do our jobs. In fact, I am the source of the “Mad as hell” comment in the article. And I’m not alone in feeling this way. Other IT employees have spoken out in this artlce on MediaPost and also Talking New Media.
At least McClatchy was kind enough to give us four month’s notice and if we stayed until our termination dates in August, we would receive two weeks’ pay for every year of service. That is fairly generous as severence packages go. So if I stayed, I would have pay until roughly the end of October. But I’m not the kind to sit still. If I’m on a sinking ship and have the choice between staying and having a guaranteed seat in a life boat, or I could get onboard a passing ship that is not sinking, I think I’ll just get on the other ship thank you. Keep your severence pay and best of luck.
I started a job search in earnest a week after I received the news. I happened across a job posting for San Joaquin County that said they were looking for someone with Enterasys switch experience. Hey! I have Enterasys switch experience! So, on a whim, on April Fool’s day a mere 9 hours before the position was closed, I applied via the county website. I didn’t expect to hear anything from them. Two weeks later I was asked to submit some more information. I did. Then I was asked to come in for a skills assessment. This is where they basically ask me about everything that’s already on my resume. Probably to make sure I really know what’s on the resume and really do know all that stuff. I met the three member board, answered their questions and didn’t expect to hear from them again. Again, about a week later I received an email asking me to come in for an interview with the CIO (Chief Information Officer) of San Joaquin General Hospital. I went into that interview, and again met with three people. The CIO, the Infrastructure Manager, and the gentleman who had my job and was trying to transition out. This was the interview that really counted.
Before…
I spoke with them at length about my qualifications and what I did at McClatchy, told them why I was leaving, and explain the up and down trajectory of my career as laid out on my resume. Finally they were done and asked me if I had any questions. I asked them what they were really looking for, what did they want the successful candidate to actually do? With no pause, they said they needed someone who understood Enterasys switches to come in, clean up their wiring closets and be able to hit the ground running. I explained to them how what I did at McClatchy would help them with that. I was their man. I sent a “thank you” email to the CIO later with a few before and after wiring closet pictures of some of the projects I worked on over the years. (Not that I did those single-handedly, nowhere near single-handed) Within minutes I got a reply thanking me for following up with an email and was told that they felt I was the ideal candidate and would be referring me to their HR department to begin the hiring process! What a way to end a
After!
week! The day was Friday the 13th. I asked for four weeks before I would start with them; two weeks notice for my employer and then two weeks off to vacation with my family. After going through all the preliminatry testing (2 TB tests, a blood test, and a drug test) HR contacted me and we set a start date of July 11th, 2016. I was finally formally hired!
Through all of this I prayed to God. I never asked Him to get me a new job. I KNEW He would find work for me. I only asked Him to give me the wisdom to recognize the opportunities He was placing before me. I know this job is a gift from Him. I applied nine hours before the filing deadline, I don’t belive I did all that well in the skills test, but all the in-person interviews must have gone well, I mean, I got hired!
Through prayer I was able to work through all the negative emotions and see this for what it really was, a God-given opportunity for fresh working environment and a better future through better retirement benefits. Chance? Coincidence? I don’t believe in that. I believe in Providence. I believe in a loving, caring God who provides for those whom He loves. Thank you McClatchy for the work you provided to me over the years. Thank you God for arranging every job I’ve ever had.
I’ve been watching a lot of YouTube videos lately published by folks who live full time in their RVs. I enjoy dreaming about living that lifestyle and like to live it vicariously through these folks. The production value and polish they put on the videos is amazing but I have one nit to pick with several of these videlo vloggers. I have seen more than one person, and sometimes a couple, that are doing a monologe or dialog about what’s going on in their lives but you can only catch about every 5th word because the wind is blowing so hard and distorts the audio. But the folks putting the video up on YouTube just don’t seem to care whether you hear them or not. They have to know because they do a lot of post video processing and editing. I could go on but since a picture is worth a thousand words:
Growing up I was very much a TV-holic. My wife much less so but she also enjoyed TV. We let our kids watch TV while they were young. Disney and Animal Planet mostly. Then one day a commercial came on about a reality show staring New Yorkers and their pets. One scene was of a very well-built woman wearing a bikini that barely held all her parts under control. She was bending over washing her dog and they showed her body parts grinding together from all angles, barely focused on the dog. There I was with my eyes bulging and fixated on the screen when I remember my son. When I looked at him his eyes were fixated too. I grabbed the remote and turned the TV off and then proceed to call the cable company and cancel cable right then and there.
I was at a point in my life where I didn’t need to be looking at women, especially women built like the actress from the commercial. I sure didn’t want my son growing up and developing the same lust problems I did. Later that week as I was reading a magazine I looked up to see my wife reading her Bible (which she always did anyway) and to see my kids on the floor, one drawing, the other coloring in a coloring book. They never seemed to miss TV at all.
Many years later I eventually relented and we signed up wit Netflix and began watching Emergency, Mission Impossible (the 60s/70s series), Columbo, and so forth. Mostly the shows I remember watching that even when they were controversial, they never approached what we have in commercials today. And it was a great way to ease them into what they would be seeing as they went out into “the world” and have a dialog about such things. We still don’t have TV and we really don’t miss it.
I recently received this comment on post to this blog:
“We became acquainted on BCP and I’ve always kinda looked forward to seeing your posts. A parachute, really? Ha! Just kidding. When I took the 120 hour LSRM course at Rainbow aviation I got signed off to do work and annuals on those.
But that’s not the point. I broke my back in late January and am now starting to get around a little better. Life is moving on. I don’t want to be a builder. I bought a CH-701 kit and have done nothing in about 3 years. I want to start flying again before I croak or lose my mind. So, I can’t even get in a Cub type and the wife won’t stand for a tandem anyway. After lots of thought, I think I need an S-6 of some sort. You of course are the resource that comes to mind. I need to sell my 701 parts and half a dozen guitars first probably but I think I can swing $40K or so.
Sails? Conventional covering? ES? ELS? S? What? I don’t know anything. Like Sargent Shultz. It would be nice to find one registered ELSA so I can do all the work and sign offs but finding an A&P is not impossible.”
Excellent questions.
The Rans S6 is one of the bargains in aviation today. You can still buy a brand new one from the factory for far less than $100K. You can build one for less than $50K. You can buy one used for less than $40K. They are good, honest flying airplanes. They have Cub like performance and are as docile as a Cessna. Stalls are straighforward. The S6 is not prone to wing drop on either side, just a slow shudder and straight over the nose. The wings also fold on these units if you’re into that sort of thing. I NEVER folded my wings but that option is there for those who desire it. The visibilty out of the cockpit is STUNNING. You have a large windscreen, low panel, the roof is a skylight, and the doors are all clear Lexan so if you don’t paint the bottoms of the doors (as many do) you have great visibilty to the side and down. The controls are positioned very comfortably and are right where you would expect them to be. A big plus in my book was having the flap handle right next to me. The Johnson bar was easy to reach and deply or stow quickly. No need to bury your face in the instrument panel just to reach the flap bar like on the older Cessnas.
However, there are a few things you need to consider when buying or building one.
What engine?
Rotax 912S. 100 HP. Easy decision. While the plane will fly admirably on the 80HP Rotax 912, the extra 20 ponies the 912S gives you are well worth it. You will have the Cub like performance you are hoping for which can get you out of a lot of bad situations.
Dacron or regular aircraft fabric
I wouldn’t be afraid of either one. Dacron is generally tougher than standard aircraft fabric, and easier to put it. But it is transluscent, you can’t see the underlying structure of the aircraft but light will shine through Dacron. It has a somewhat shorter lifespan that traditional covering but can last every bit as long if the aircraft is hangared. I never had any problems with my dacron coverings but it does make the aircraft look “ultra-lighty” and some guys don’t like that. The benefit to using regular airraft covering is that you can paint it any color you like where the Dacron color choices and striping is limited. The drawback to regular fabric is… you have to paint it.
Nosewheel or tailwheel
Ah, this debate shall rage throughout the ages. I have only ever owned tailwheel aircraft because I enjoy the challenge that comes from flying them (or should I say, taxiing them, taking off, and landing them.) Tailwheels just look like they belong off-airport and they work very well off-airport. I love tailwheel aircraft. Having said that I would recommend a nosewheel for a couple fo reason. First, the nosewheels on these airplanes are built STOUT. You’ll be able to handle any sort of off-airport work you want (except perhaps for the ribbing you’ll get from the tailwheel pilots). But you’ll be able to land anywhere they will. Second, resale value. When I was selling my airplane I had several callers say “no thank you” when they found out it was a tailwheel. Give these airplanes can be flown in the light sport category you’ll have much better resale value when it does come time to trade up, down, or sideways on a different airplane.
So those are my impressions from building and 5 years of flying my Rans S6ES. If you have questions, let’s hear them! I love talking airplanes.
And to the gentleman who posed the original question, I’ll give you a call. 🙂
I’ve been a private pilot for about 23 years. For almost all of that time I’ve been a member of the Aircraft Owners and Pilot’s Association (AOPA). AOPA is basically a group that lobbies for rights of pilots and aircraft owners with lawmakers and also puts out a magazine on all things airplane. I’m no longer an AOPA member because they don’t represent me as an ultralight pilot but I still get their emails. Even though I’m not into general aviation any longer I still like to keep up with what’s going on out there.
Well, this morning I got an email from AOPA for a safety seminar they would be sponsoring at Moffet Field in Sunnyvale, CA. Moffet Field started out as a Navy blimp base just prior to WWII and was a Naval Air Station for years and years. The Navy has since pulled out and turned oversite of the field over to NASA as they were still flying their variant of the U-2 spy plane called the ER-2. Eventually other government agencies joined in the fun and now it’s Moffet Federal Airfield. A huge barely used airport in the heart of Silicon Valley in the San Francisco Bay Area.
It would seem the most logical way for pilots to attend a safety seminar at an airport would be to fly in. However, you can’t fly in to this big beautiful airport. You must drive there, check in at the gate, and proceed as if it were still an active military base. Which, technically it really isn’t. I mean, Google is allowed to operate their airplanes there. But not you or I.
Look, I’m sure Moffet has some great meeting facilities and the gate guards will be super friendly and helpful but to me that’s not the point. I just think that all groups that are about promoting anything with aviation and pilots specifically should plan for their events to be held at a field were pilots can fly their planes to the event. I know, in the grand scheme of things it’s probably nothing.
I just got done reading a blog post from someone claiming to be autistic. She was very eloquent in her description of how “neuro-typical” people treat her and how she acts around them. Now, I don’t know what it’s like to be autistic but I sure know what it looks like. You know, just because you’re socially inept that doesn’t mean you have autism. I mean, you could just be really annoying. You know?
I always explain autism this way, and I could be wrong but this is how I see it. Imagine you have been abducted by aliens. They come and grab you in your sleep and whisk you off to their planet. They dump you off right in the middle of their society and leave you. Now what do you do? They communicate in ways you don’t understand. They do things that make no sense to you. They get angry at everything you do because everything you do is considered wrong in their society and you are incapable of learning to do what they do. I ask again, what do you do? How do you get along? How do you react? Do you turn inward? Do you become frustrated and then angry? THIS is autism.
I don’t know whether that blogger is autistic or not. Autism is a spectrum disorder so one can be mildly or severely affected. That being said, being rebellious is not autism. You can’t start acting anti-social and then just declare yourself autistic. My son is autistic and he hates that label. I don’t look at him as autistic. He’s just my son, and he’s pretty cool.