Monday, May 11, 2015

Hurricane Hunters in Marathon

 They came to the Keys for the first time on Friday and people lined up to take a look inside the aircraft that fly into hurricanes.
The big gray Hercules aircraft belonged to the 53rd Weather Reconnaissance Squadron based in Biloxi Mississippi and operated by volunteers of the Air National Guard. They operate ten of these aircraft flying into weather systems in the Gulf, Pacific and the Atlantic as needed to measure wind speeds and air pressure in hurricanes.
The interiors of these aircraft are spartan and the fact they are capable of flying for thirteen hours doesn't mean the planes are designed with comfort in mind. 
The WC 130 has been in continuous production for forty years and part of its success is due to its adaptability. The interior is designed to accommodate what are, essentially, modular interiors.  
 The underwing fuel tanks enable it to fly for extended periods:
The padding on the walls cover all the various and assorted attachment points for any kind of equipment that may be used.
The line of folks I was in was dotted with several veterans of various stripes and the militart hardware brought a gleam to their eyes.
The old dude in front of me seemed rather surprised when the meteorologist on board, Nicole Mitchell, here seen in her Facebook photo, told him she worked for the Al Jazeera network. I found her very informative so much so I failed to get her picture hence the borrowed image of the All American Blonde working for a ...foreign ...network. Social confusion is amusing to watch.
Her work station is this extraordinary collection of electronics which in point of fact is simply a modular unit installed on a pallet and easily lifted out of the aircraft as needed. Nearby she has a metal tube that sticks out under the aircraft for launching the weather collection devices known as dropsondes used to measure air temperature pressure and wind speed inside the storms.
It's amazing stuff, old fashioned looking, robust with no concession to consumer taste or market attractiveness of the equipment. And as you can see here mounted on tiny wheels that slot into the pallet guides on the floor. Mitchell explained the aircraft  can be adapted for use as "ordinary" military aircraft, but other Hercules aircraft cannot be adapted to serve this special role as weather aircraft, owing to their specialized equipment.
 The pilots have a relatively large cabin to work in, compared to commercial airliners but they don't seem to get any perks either in the area of comfort or ergonomics:
It's amazing to see what electronics really look like in a world where taste and fashion have no place. Strongly built easy to trace and service and replace their wiring looks like this:
 The planes were part of NOAA's hurricane awareness drive as June 1st marks the official start of the Atlantic Hurricane Season,  however no one told Tropical Storm Ana and that weather pattern has been dumping rain and wind on the Carolinas just a tad bit early...but don't listen when people mumble about how awful the rest of hurricane season is going to be. Every years is a crap shoot it seems and whatever will be will be. Which is to say we may get mashed or someone else may but no one knows that far ahead.


Alongside the military they also had a civilian jet on display, designed to fly 9 miles in the air and pass over the top of weather systems. The Gulfstream 4 was too noisy to air condition and the temperatures were such it was no open to the public.
 Mechanic Angel demonstrated the sonde drop from the tube under this aircraft, explaining it flies for about twenty minutes after they drop it, sending weather information to a satellite.
The jet uses up to $17,000 of fuel to fly up to 4,000 miles while dropping these sondes which check the atmosphere every couple of seconds during their seven minute  drop under a parachute.
These civilian planes fly all over the Eastern seaboard from their base at McDill Airforce base in Tampa. And they see some pretty odd stuff. Angel showed us  a phone picture of the top of a hurricane a  ball of puffy cotton wool with a big blue circle in the middle marking the eye of a hurricane.
Apparently the art of flying a plane into a storm started in World War Two when British flyers training in Texas wondered why the Americans were packing up and preparing to flee their airbase in the face of an oncoming storm. Those were I suppose testosterone laced days because the Texas flyers got in a plane and flew into the hurricane to see what would happen. They survived and replicated the experiment later to prove the point.
Nowadays they fly into storms pretty much as a matter of course and in winter  they fly into those storms too. 
Hurricane season can be a nuisance even though generally these planes give enough warning as part of the preparedness network, so the storms themselves don't have to cause any loss of life with proper preparations in a First World country with adequate building codes and easy evacuation routes. Personally I would rather live through hurricanes than earthquakes or tornadoes or floods. But unfortunately sometimes we have no choice, at least hurricanes give warning thanks in part to these planes.



Sunday, May 10, 2015

Changing The Vespa Wheel

Pride they say comes before a fall so I keep my fingers crossed and in the humblest possible way let me say my experiment with restoring an old Vespa to daily service seems to be working out quite well. So much so I have ridden it enough to wear out the rear tire.
It's 3500 miles I haven't ridden the Triumph which I am now only using intermittently to keep the mileage down. Besides, having worn out a tire on the old Vespa, instead of taking it in to the shop and paying $60 for labor I changed the tire myself. Check out how cool this is. 
 First you order a replacement tire from Amazon at $33.00 with free delivery. Three days later you get a Serbian(!) made S83 by Michelin. In the meantime you have exchanged the worn out rear with the spare tire so you aren't running on a bald tire. When the new tire arrives you remove the spare: 
 And take the old bald tire off the rim. The rim is bolted together so all you have to do is take off five nuts and then stick a screw driver into the edge to break the bead.
You can try using your clown shows to break the bead on the wider half of the rim but the flat blade screwdriver is the back up option.
 Then you stick the thin half of the rim inside the new tire and inner tube, and carefully stick the other half of the rim on top and bolt the two halves back together. The system is actually idiot proof as there is no direction of rotation on the S83 tire and the rims only go back together one way. Very brilliant.
To get the rear wheel off I bought this nifty jack stand from another Vespa enthusiast who made them in his workshop and advertised them online for $25. Beautifully simple and effective. The stand travels in the glove box along with the three way box wrench that is designed to work as a spark plug wrench and tire  removal kit all in one. Dead easy!
The T shaped box wrench undoes the wheel from the hub, splits the rims and loosens the spare wheel from it's carrier. That, the jack stand and a six inch screwdriver just in case are all you need for the job.
The fully inflated rear wheel is a bit of a bugger to get out once it is off the hub. It takes practice and you have to remove the rear mudguard to get it out without leaning the scooter over. Some people just lean the scooter on it's side to take the rear wheel off.
I dare say the spare could be installed in 15  minutes if one had a  bit of practice and were in a rush to get somewhere. I took about an hour to bugger about and get the job done.
 Now all I have to do is wear the spikes off the brand new rubber. Easily done.
 No tire irons were hurt, or even used, in this job. Very nice.

Saturday, May 9, 2015

A Few Pretty Pictures

An early morning walk with Cheyenne generated these pictures as daylight returned to Front Street in Key West.
Hand made souvenirs of some indeterminate type:

I don't suppose they have thought about this too much but if it were truly the ultimate adventure the patrons would have no chance of seeing their homes again. But this occurs to me as I am too literal.
 It was a nice morning. Too bad you weren't there, you would have liked it.

Friday, May 8, 2015

Sun Rise With Cheyenne


A  few photos  from a bridge  walk I took with my sidekick.





The cause of the trouble, satisfied.

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Bistro Sole

Arrival in Key West before dark, a crowd at Sandy's, but we are going to eat across the street, my wife and I with an out of town friend.
There was a female singer and guitar player at Bistro Sole who set the perfect tone, gentle music, loud enough to be audible but not too loud to impair conversation, good musical selection, I'd have enjoyed listening to her without the food.
 Ed and Marilyn are going back home to Maryland so it was a farewell dinner for another six months.
 None of us were familiar with Bistro Sole and their new menu and new attention to detail. Apparently the place has gone through a revamp and is, in its present incarnation first rate. Like the fries we ordered for a shared appetizer, duck fat decadence.
Therese, my wife and I all had the Portuguese pork and mussel dish which was really quite good. Therese, the international traveler has had the dish in Portugal and pronounced the Key West version excellent.  My wife and I shared a bowl and it was quite filling, big chunks of pork, lots  of clams and a delicious tomato broth that was delightfully free of salt flavoring.
We had a couple of bottles of Sangiovese red wine, which at $28 a bottle was quite a good deal. Ed had escargot which he enjoyed though I view snails as a vehicle to eat melted butter and garlic which is not supposed to be the point. His wife had the vegetarian plate and it looked really good, unlike the usual grilled vegetable apology restaurants offer vegetarians. Marilyn isn't actually a vegetarian but she wanted vegetables and got a great selection.
Bistro Sole did not get rave reviews when it opened but apparently they changed a few things and this place is really quite excellent now.  On a cool breezy evening we were there it was wonderful sitting out and they allow dogs in the outside courtyard which I didn't know so Cheyenne stayed home.
We did have a rather expansive meal, I have to say and we shared two desserts, passing them round the table, my wife was in the chocolate pecan pie crowd.
 Marilyn and I were on the side of the angels, which is to say to wanted, and got, a banana chocolate chip bread pudding, as soggy and gooey as you might imagine and utterly delicious.
The loo startled me just a bit with this stranger hanging around checking me out as I unloaded a fair bit of wine and water under her supercilious gaze. 
In the height of summer, and we will be back this place is that good, air conditioned dining will be available here:

It was dark by the time we got outside and gathered our senses prior to the forty minute drive home. The octogenarian Ed led his younger wife off on their bicycles pedaling vigorously back to their Old Town home.
 Sandy's was still drawing a crowd, an oasis of light under the ink black sky.
 A memorable night, a happy send off to all the non residents going home.