So the time has come again that I, Andrew, post. I realize this is why most of you follow the blog and apologize for the long delay between posts. I have been busy doing stuff, let's just leave it at that.
So as I'm sure you're all asking yourselves in your myriad of languages, "Why is Andrew, who is great, posting today? He must have something really good to say."
To which I respond my dear readers, you are correct. I have recently scaled a 80+ meter (240 ftish) turbine and have captured the event to share with you.
I shall begin on the ground.
Yes, enough of scenery let's get to the action.
|There it is. Just asking to be climbed.|
|Meh. Not that tall. But it is shiny.|
|I peed on the tree to the left of the shadow.|
This wasn't some old fashioned turbine, it was a big new sucker. It even had an elevator (not pictured because this post isn't about the people who took the elevator to the top like chickens. To you chickens who read this, bock bock.). The elevator was two person and very slow. Oh did I mention this was a race against the clock? It was. To climb the turbine it had to be off. Something about...blah blah...dismemberment...electrocution...didn't really pay that much attention. Anyhow when a turbine is turned off people are losing money. Money the university had to pay them, so the ascent must be done as quickly as possible.
That's where the climbers came in. Unable to abide by the interminable ride on the elevator, and ever aware of the ticking clock, three brave souls climbed the full 80 meters to the nacelle (the box on the top of the turbine).
|Here we see the first of the climbers, Nikolaos the Greek. The harness was cutting off blood flow to his brain. He doesn't normally look like that.|
There are unfortunately no pictures of my heroic climb up the turbine as my camera was sent up the elevator. But rest assured I climbed the full 80 meters faster and with more grace than the others, hitting my head no more than 3 times.
|This big blue thing is the generator. It is where the magic happens.|
|Oliver and Niko up top. Oliver is suffering from oxygen deprivation.|
|I think I saw something interesting?|
|I enjoy pointing in pictures. It gives me something to do.|
|Nice broad gesture here. I could be indicating the Baltic sea, or possibly the row of turbines on the horizon, but I'm not. I'm stretching.|
|The blades were pretty dang big. Skit stora in fact.|
|The nacelle was surprising spacious. Nearly the size of our first apartment. Seriously.|
|I begin my heroic descent.|
Please comment your immense satisfaction.