Thursday, May 14, 2015

Key West Picture Show

They teetered on the brink but kept their place as Cheyenne and I marched by toward Mallory Square. 
They are digging up Front and Whitehead Streets with a will and very large machines.
Road construction seems to be a permanent feature of life around here. I suppose we should be glad but it does get tiresome, all this home improvement.
And there's a new hotel on Duval Street. Which actually faces Eaton Street but this sign wouldn't let you know that.
I think this office used to be Prudential but now it belongs to the all encompassing Buffett empire. I find it rather startling to see this titan of corporate power on Duval Street. 
There are times when you wouldn't mind having a  small dog. But overall an older large dog is much a better companion for me.
What the story was behind this picnic I found on the curb at Mile Zero I have no idea. What a waste.
Far from the madness my front porch overlooking the canal and my boat floating there ready to go.
A great spot to hang out and read and enjoy the breeze far from the madness of Old Town.

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Alabama Jack's

My wife went to Miami without me and sent me delirious notes about stopping on Card Sound road for a late lunch. So I dug up this file photo when I was there in 2010 and actually took the time to stop...a while ago! The State of Florida now says the fifty year old bridge in the background, past the toll booth  needs some attention as it is past it's maintenance  date. So far it seems to be holdiong up fine, offering great views from its 70 foot eminence.
 
The decision to make Highway One two lanes when they revamped the 18 mile stretch means traffic can't pass very much except in two designated areas and people tend to crowd each other and get impatient as they tail gate waiting for a  chance to pass. Card Sound road is a bucolic backwater, a winding drive through the mangroves and gumbo limbo and though it takes ten minutes more to arrive in Florida City from Key Largo its a much nicer ride.
Anyway, even though I pass Alabama Jack's quite often on my way to the mainland I am usually in too much of a mental rush to stop. My wife affirmed in her message that I was doing it wrong as she and  Therese stopped on a whim at the roadside attraction and enjoyed it thoroughly. For Therese, as it is for so many visitors, it was a last island stop on her way back to reality. This is the hard core reality of the 18 Mile Stretch which in this instance was better in my direction, North, than theirs:
My wife was riding north with a friend and they decided one last piece of Keys funk was in order so they had lunch on the water. Alabama Jack's LINK
 
Alabama Jack's  keeps odd hours and they close around five o'clock so don't plan to have dinner but prices if you get here soon enough  in the day are quite reasonable.
 My wife loves smoked fish and this dish got high marks:
She is rather more gregarious than am I and I got this picture on my phone with the notation that this lady has been at the restaurant every week for forty years to indulge her love of dancing.
                   
The conch fritters are what they are known for and this plate sized fritters are actually quite good. I am not a great fan of conch but these I will order happily. As did my wife and neither of us has seen fritters this big before. Often sign is seen as a substitute for flavor but in this case, not  so. If you want conch fritters before you leave the Keys these are the ones:
Take Card Sound and when you are at the Dade County line you will see the toll booth. Alabama Jack's is just north of the booth still inside the Monroe County line and usually the parking lot is full and the road is lined with motorcycles on a day trip from Miami for some Keys  flavor. Take the time to join them.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

The Customary Customs

I have put my name on the mailing list for the new CubaKat projected ferry service to Cuba. Plans are fluid but they are hoping to start boats going to and from Cuba, possibly from Marathon later this year. They have plans also apparently to get cargo boats or car ferries in the pipeline if I have read it correctly  and that's what I really would like to see, me and a motorcycle in Cuba...fingers crossed.
However some weird stuff is happening around these projected Cuba Ferry services. US Customs has weighed in announcing a series of roadblocks as though attempting to stop ferry services to the Godless Communist island. A couple of weeks ago Customs announced that without a million dollar customs office at the ferry terminal they wouldn't sign off on international travel. Then last week they announced that ferries to and from Cuba would be boarded in mid stream for safety inspections and to make sure no illegal migrants would be on board. What I fond odd about these statements is that they are unprecedented in the Keys.
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Cruise ships land in Key West from foreign ports and disgorge thousands of visitors onto Key West docks with not a single Customs shed in sight. Sometimes inspectors ride out to the ship on the pilot  boat and start checking passports as the ship approaches the dock and ties up. Other times they board at the dock and set up tables on the ship. Occasionally they find passengers with arrest warrants and they hand them over to local police for transport to the jail on Stock Island.  A quick walk around the cruise ship docks in Key West will show no sign of permanent Customs offices anywhere. So a Cuba ferry with a few hundred passengers seems much ado about not very much by comparison. 
The odd thing about foreign entry in Key West gets even odder if you come in your own boat from Mexico or the Bahamas and I've done both. The rule is no landings by anyone on board until the boat is cleared by Customs, Immigration and Agriculture. So you find a dock (you can't come in by dinghy), call Customs and they come out to meet you from their imposing building on Simonton and Caroline and they check papers and fruits and vegetables and all that and then you are cleared to take a permanent dock or to anchor out and enjoy the town. That's when you take down your yellow "quarantine" flag. The yellow signal flag spelled the letter Q and has been traditional used to indicate the crew on a boat are in quarantine either because of infectious illness or customs clearance. Technically you are supposed to fly the flag as soon as you enter a country's waters from abroad.
But here's the thing: its all on the honor system, and based on fear that you might have been spotted by surveillance aircraft and the fact that you get a hefty fine if they catch you not checking in. And if you've been to Cuba have fun explaining that. The fact is the waters of South Florida are porous and it would take a lot more money and personnel to create a Berlin Wall down here. In fact authorities here are looking for Cuban hovel craft and Haitian migrants struggling to reach the promised land of freedom and middle aged poseurs in fiberglass pleasure craft are low on the priority list. Which makes sense. So why are Cuban ferries viewed as a threat? 
US Customs & Border Protection at Philadelphia

I view the work done by immigration and customs inspectors as thankless and unending checking miles of tired fractious tourists day after day in  long lines at airports on foot and land ports in cars and at cruise ship docks everywhere. I am giving serious consideration to the Global Entry Program where you pay a fee and fill out some forms and get speedy check in and out when traveling. I think its a smart idea and long overdue in our technological world. Harassing ferry boats because you disagree with opening up to Cuba seems somehow 19th century in its pettiness and banality. Not the attitude of a great sea power.








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.