Back From First Rig

This is my desk and computers in a small shipping container called the logging unit.

I'm Backkkkk. My trip was a little shorter than expected. I was suppose to be out there for a week maybe two but drilling went well and we hit our target smoothly. If it wouldn't have been smooth I would not be happy and it would mean more work. By work I mean tracking depth and taking surveys.

I got to the site Saturday afternoon and had a brief run down of what my duties were. By midnight I was all by myself in the unit. If something did go wrong I only had to wake the manager up, but really define a problem severity that warrant's waking someone who you just met whose has just fallen asleep after a 12 hour shift. Needless to say no waking up was done and I didn't get yelled at. I think, maybe, possibly, probably I did a good job. For 12 hours I was basically in charge of running the tool and making sure it didn't die in the hole.



A brief description of my job is you have a train on tracks and it has a computer. You've told the computer to tell you the temperature outside and where exactly on the tracks it is. the train has a string attached to it so you can measure how much string is let out. I basically make sure the trains not lying and that the string length is correct. It gets a little more complicated but not much more.

A little excitement arose when some rain fell and then some hail and my manager told me there was a tornado warning. I asked him what I should do and he said sit tight. I then asked if I should go anywhere and he told me I was in the best place to be. My faith in the logging unit was not very much. So there was no tornado but there was a lot of mud. By mud I mean a few inches of thick sticky red clay. I almost kicked my boot off when it was fully laced up. Anyways that is about all that happened that I care to write down so...