There is a lot of talk about the wind industry these days, the pros and the cons, the need and the impact. However there isn’t much said about the life of the wind tech.
Most of the jobs in the wind industry involve travel. The men and women who work on the towers are gone from home for six weeks at a time and spend most of their life in hotels separated from friends and family. The work is hot, dirty, and hard, but it is a wonderful job. My husband loves his job. In troubleshooting the breakdowns it has enough puzzles that it keeps his mind busy and the job itself has enough danger that it keeps him on his toes. Don’t get me wrong, there are plenty of safety procedures in place. It is one of the safest jobs in the energies field, but still when you’re walking around on top of a 300+ ft tower there is an element of danger that thrills the adventurer.
So I thought I’d share some photos my husband took while at work. It’s sights that only the tower monkeys get to see. Yes I just called my husband a tower monkey. It’s a nickname in the industry, tower climbing grease monkey, and we shortened it to tower monkey.
I was sitting in the dining room looking across the room at the painting on the living room wall. Man in Golden Helmet.
In front of me was my son’s chalkboard easel. And I thought oh what the hey, I’ll try and draw it.
Well this is what I ended up with…
It was kinda far across the room.
Not too bad I guess for a no talent ding dong. Guess sometimes ya gotta just go with whim.
A tri-color wash at a brushless car wash.
I don’t remember car washes being this trippy when I was a kid.
I have to say, it beats using a bucket and rag.
Montana is on fire. Over 40 of the 56 counties are on fire. Where we live is completely surrounded by fires. We are not in direct danger but the smoke is really affecting everything.
The sky’s are orange and gray making everything look alien. It’s so thick you can see the sun without protection.
This picture is not doctored in any way. This is actually the sun and sky at 11 am.
The air is thick and hard to breath. Air alerts are out warning limiting exposure.
There has been coatings of ash on everything. Even inside ash is getting everywhere.
Then the wind came.
It was scary fast wind. The temperature dropped from the high 70s to the mid 40s. It actually snowed up in the mountains.
It blew the smoky haze away and for one day we have had blue sky.
It’s slowly starting to get hazy again now as the fires keep burning.
Hopefully soon we’ll get some relief. Pray the fires go out.
What could have become of this unique species? Where did it live?
All questions that will remain unanswered.
Found in an antique store in Great Falls, Montana.
(Yes I know I’m crazy, lol)
Spring is finally working its magic! I hope with all these flowers we will get a lovely fruit crop this year!
I’m not sure what these are by they are everywhere in my yard!
And we can’t forget the dandelion invasion!
Long ago in a town not far from nowhere, there once were three friends. Frank, Adriana, and Aaron. We were much like the Three Musketeers, the Three Amigos, or the Three Blind Mice. We partied together, philosophized together and drank more coffee than was probably healthy.
I don’t remember whose idea it was or even why we started but one night there was a painters tarp tacked up on the wall of the questionable trailer house we spent most of our time in. House paint appeared and we started to paint.
I apologize for the quality of the pictures. I have been lugging this thing around for 20 years.
Frank took the left side.
I took the middle.
Aaron took the right side.
Here are some close ups. Still not great on the the photos. Sorry.
My sun and whale.
My cat and dragon.
Frank’s Thistle and Rose.
We had to move out of the trailer before we could finish it and never got back to it. Frank and I married and Aaron is our son’s Godfather. We all still dabble in art except for Aaron who is professional at it. He is a graphic designer and a photographer. Here is his site if you want to see more. Aaron Villescas