Showing posts with label helicopter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label helicopter. Show all posts
Saturday, April 18, 2015
Early Morning Wake Up Call
Was it a bird... a drone... a floatplane... an early-morning crew boat? Nothing was visible through the hatch overhead, but something close by was sending noisy vibrations through the air. What did cause the noise that sent us racing up to the pilothouse early this morning? Oh! My! Goodness! It was a small helicopter, landing on the large boat across the dock. Now that was a sight worthy of leaping out of bed just after dawn.
The tide was up, the sun was up (barely) and the wind was down; a perfect time to land I suppose, if there ever is a good time to land on such a small platform! M/V Scorpius is a large vessel, but she carries a tall tower, a crane and tons of antennae on her upper deck. That leaves just enough room for an experienced pilot to keep the rotors away from all of those obstacles when setting down. Larry is a good pilot; he's landed on Scorpius hundreds of times before, but I'm still wide-eyed at this feat. Now just imagine doing this in unsettled weather.
This morning's event reminded me of the small copter we had seen in 2013, perched atop a rock along the channel at the upper end of Smith Inlet. I still wonder "Why?"
I wonder what new surprises tomorrow will bring.
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Oliver Cove to Khutze Inlet
Day 4 59.1 nm
Taken from a distance these photos are a bit blurry, but the helilogging action was crisp and skillful!
We paused in Jackson Passage to watch a
large Vertol helicopter lift logs from a hillside logging operation and drop
them into a boomed area in the saltwater below. The chopper pilot darted
about briskly, maneuvering with pinpoint precision to lower a cable with heavy hook
into place for the hillside crew setting choker; a quick lift and release into
the chuck; repeat over and over. The booming crew kept busy retrieving and
bundling chokers for the helicopter to return to the hill.
Aha! Remember the tug with
two barges of cedar logs that we passed near Bella Bella? Now we know where they
came from, if not where they’re headed.
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