Cold War Mancation, Part One (updated)

As I mentinoed before, I took a little photo vacation last weekend with one of my closest friends. It was a trip dubbed the “Cold War Vacation” due to the nature of many of our stops. One of them was to the Ronald Reagan Minuteman Missile Historic Site, north of Cooperstown. I’d been there before, he had not. This was a great opportunity for both of us, as I have a new camera this time.

You can see more about the topside part of this historic site by reading my previous post about this facility. This time I’m just going to focus on the two capsules down below. This is the doorway to the hardened equipment building, a capsule-shaped bunker with a blast door weighing around twelve tons if I recall correctly. One guy can move it.

Generators, pumps, filters, the works. Everything required to keep things functioning down below…all hung on a suspended platform stabilized by giant gas shock absorbers.

Next we have the launch control capsule, with its own puny little 8 ton door. The doors on these capsules are only as large as is required to get equipment in and out. Unlike the front door of the capsule at the Minuteman I national historic site in South Dakota, this one is not painted with anything witty. I got to peek behind here and check this time, a luxury I didn’t have during my first trip.

The last crew to serve down here marked the occasion on their way out. My understanding of the Latin at the bottom is something along the lines of “in the care of eagles.” Those holes are where the giant pins of the blast door interface to secure the capsule.

Inside the capsule are the facilities to accommodate the crew, communicate with topside and command, and of course launch the missiles. There’s a potty even smaller than the one in your average camper as well as a single bunk.

One of two stations manned by the missileers during a shift. Notice that the chair is secured to the floor on rails, as well as the five point harness used to keep the operator in his seat in case of an anticipated attack. The men and women serving in these capsules need to be able to launch their missiles, and being knocked out of their chair would impede that.

Here’s where the shift commander would sit. I appreciate the scenery adorning the wall on the upper right, I bet it broke up the monotony a little bit. Obviously there’s no window seat!

Here’s where the serious stuff happens. Each station has one of these, where the infamous “keys” would be inserted and turned simultaneously. Funny thing about those keys…

“DO NOT DUPLICATE.” Seriously. I found this so hilarious, that a key capable of launching a nuclear weapon would have the same stamping as the key to my dorm room! Even though it should go without saying, these keys bear the warning. If you look at the toothed head of the key as well as the really interesting shape of the end and cut grooves, it’s obvious that Ace Hardware probably isn’t going to have a blank for this anyway.

On the way out of the capsule you get a look at what I’m told is dubbed “the Norwegian snowflake.” The list on the right is from the crews as they each served their last shift with this missile wing before decommission.

This site is amazing. You can get more information and listen to some relevant podcasts by clicking here for the State Historical Society’s page. If you visit, tell them you heard about the site here. I got to hang out for a while and chat with some of the staff and the site director (a former missileer and narrator of one of the SHS podcasts). It was a real treat. There’s plenty more I haven’t even described here, so you’ve got plenty of surprises awaiting.

Update: Announced yesterday was the news that this site has won an award: click here for more information.

In case you thought we missed it: Mandan’s fly-in

My favorite part of Buggies & Blues this year actually took place south of town at the Mandan Airport, where a fly-in was held in the morning with perfect weather and a great selection of airborne participants. My little boys love airplanes, so it was a real treat for them to see so many up close.

One of the stars of the show was Duggy, also the winner of Brightest Participant in my book. One other important fact about Duggy is the fact that they can go inside and have a look around, a bonus for any little kid.

I often wonder why people schedule events like this on Sunday when they could enjoy better participation on Saturdays, when people aren’t attending church in the morning. Be that as it may, we made an exception and showed up on our way to church. We just weren’t able to spend as much time as we’d like, or buy breakfast there at the airport. My little guys sure looked sharp that morning!

The techie in me had to get a shot of all the bells & whistles, of course. It must be really interesting to taxi a big tail-dragger like this considering the obstructed view when the back wheel is on the ground!

One other star of the show was a Blackhawk helicopter from the National Guard unit across the river. I spent a little while inspecting it for camera attachment locations, since I was scheduled to do some video work from one of these about a week later (which, sadly, I was too busy to perform).

This sleek border patrol helicopter was pretty cool too, and my little guys really appreciated the opportunity to sit in it. I was kept quite busy making sure they didn’t hit any buttons or switches. Even at my age those things look tempting, so imagine what it must be like for a 2 and 3 year old!

One nice thing about this event (which was not an air show, but a gathering of aircraft enthusiasts) was the ability to roam the tarmac and peruse the assortment of plains and helicopters which had assembled. From all the little private aircraft to a few experimental units, there was a lot of variety.

Turnout was great, with plenty of spectators taking in the display and having some breakfast in one of the hangars. Last year’s weather didn’t cooperate the way this year’s did, and I don’t think one could have asked for a better morning for an outdoor gathering. Even the wind was light, a plus for small aircraft such as the paraplane that was flying for a little while.

Mmmmmm…breakfast. If only it was Saturday, I could have stayed long enough to load up on some chow. Oh well…

This fly-in may not get as much publicity as the main Buggies & Blues event, but it’s definitely worth catching. Remember that next year as these events approach. Hopefully 2011 brings good weather and participation again…maybe even on a Saturday so more people can enjoy it!

Answering His Call

While on the road last weekend I spotted this truck in front of Walmart in Minot. I didn’t have time to hang around and wait for the driver, but I sure would have liked to. In this photo you can kinda see the airbrushing of the Lord Jesus Christ on the beams of the cross.

This truck is adorned with a singular message: Repent and Believe. I am counted among those who came to the saving knowledge that Jesus died to save sinners (of whom I am chief, I might add, in accordance with I Timothy 1:15). It’s encouraging to see this guy taking it to all 50 states.

Fifty states, one true story. The “Repent & Believe” at the bottom of the Virginia license plate caught my eye. Wouldn’t it be cool if we could get plates like that here? Instead we have Fargo-area liberals trying to fight personalized plates with religious themes.

You can check out this truck’s travels at hiscall888.com if you’d like. There’s a blog mentioning North Dakota stops as well as a statement of faith, something I’ve been meaning to put on this site for quite some time. Check it out!

Bismarck porkulus project comes with sign for Our Hopey-Changey™ Leader

A week or more ago I noticed that this sign had been put up in fron of the William Guy Federal Building on 3rd and Rosser. To the average citizen, even one who spends a LOT of time in this building like me, you’d never guess that there is anything going on inside aside from a new coat of that government-blue paint. But rest assured, this sign indicates that money (yours) is being spent.

Actually, I think this sign may have been required by the Obama regime, as this directive from America’s Dictator (PDF format) states very clearly. If you don’t want to load the PDF, I’ll just quote the relevant section:

“All projects which are funded by the Recovery Act shall display signage that features the Primary Emblem throughout the construction phase. The signage should be displayed in a prominent location on site. Some exclusions may apply. The Primary Emblem should not be displayed at a size less than 6 inches in diameter.”

Lest you neglect to turn all Hopey-Changey™ at the thought of your childrens’ future being squandered, the name of Our Esteemed Leader features prominently at the top of the sign. According to this PDF from the government,

“Projects funded by the American Recovery and Reinvestment Act (ARRA) will bear a newly-designed emblem. The emblem is a symbol of President Obama’s commitment to the American People to invest their tax dollars wisely to put Americans back to work.” (emphasis is mine.)

Heaven forbid that federal dollars get shoveled at anything without credit being focused on Barack Hussein Obama! Well, Mister President, I have a suggestion for your sign, a few words it’s missing (and they even left room for):

I think this says more about the project than all the rest of that sign, including the cutesy little logo at the top. The entire “stimulus” program has been a sham from the get-go, and most of that money that absolutely had to be printed at the time still hasn’t been spent yet. I imagine that will be ramping up as we approach election season, so the Democrats can use it to buy votes. Well, I don’t think too many Americans are buying that. By the way, I think I do know what part of this money was spent for:

Remember this photo of a “government fix” in the very same Federal Building? Well, the shipping tape has been removed, making this photo obsolete. There are still some nasty smears on the wall from where the adhesive was, so by no means is it completely repaired…but then again, would you expect any better?

I’d like to point out that Earl Pomeroy, Kent “Countrywide Mortgage” Conrad, and Byron “Skybox” Dorgan all voted for this stuff and think it’s pretty keen. Remember that each and every November until they’re all three civilians.

For you “birthers” out there, you might get a kick out of the fact that this sign was made using a commercial font called “Kenyan Coffee.” Maybe someone out there has a sense of humor about this tragedy…

Appropriate use of space

I had to chuckle the other day when I spotted this gem, since it thumbs its nose at an intrusive federal and state government. Apparently this space is off limits for advertising, so the owner decided to make it serve a good purpose. Declaring a Constitutionally protected right ranks right up there in my book!

Here’s a closeup of the sign along with an explanation of why the declaration is being made. Overspray issues aside, I think this is a fantastic landmark and that there should be more of this sort of thing all over North Dakota. How ’bout that Bill of Rights, eh? I think people need to be reacquainted with it and our other founding documents. You’d be surprised how many rights the state and citizens have and how few the federal government does…

Streaking at Fort Lincoln

The stars you see streaking in a cloudy stream above this blockhouse at Fort Lincoln are a part of the Milky Way Galaxy, as are we. Last night’s crisp air made for some very clear skies and brilliant stars, so some friends and I ventured off to take advantage of them in the wee hours of the morning. For them, it was the end of their day. For me, it was the end of a long photography journey which began Friday.

As you can see here, I clocked a LOT of miles collecting photos from all over eastern North Dakota. I’ve got too many to even allude to here, but you can bet they’re going to trickle out from time to time in a constant stream. Hint: the friend who accompanied me called this a Cold War Vacation. I’ll let your imagination take over from there.

Good talk, Rusty

Just think…at one time this fella probably sat in a showroom or on a lot with a shiny coat of paint, just waiting to get out in the field and dig in (pun intented). Now it’s more of an ornament, but a testament to labor done. I’m not sure about the green hub on the axle, though.

Fallen Farm Friday

Half barn, half house? The very distinctive shape (shapes?) of this house had me jamming on the breaks and whipping around for a quick photo. The part of the house on the left looks like a barn, yet the front makes it look like it collided with a house at some point. The peaks of the roof are like an architectural cherry on top.

This building sits stoically along the road to Fort Ransom, boarded up and tucked into the trees. Spotting such a Fallen Farm building was like stumbling on a hidden photographic treasure!

Just in time

This is the first year that I’ve been able to enjoy a State Parks vehicle pass in my truck. Don’t ask me why it’s taken this long…I can’t explain it. In any case, I’ve got one now, and plan on putting it to good use yet this year! For instance, this recent bolt up to the blockhouses at Fort Abraham Lincoln. I got there just in time to catch the fleeting sunset.

Some of the tourists there looked amused as I rolled up in the Monster Truck™, grabbed my tripod and camera bag, and ran out into the middle of the forts to get the right angle. Later, as I was wrapping up, a couple walked by and asked how the sunset turned out. Thankfully, as you can see for yourself, it turned out just fine.

A shot of the twins

I took a ride on the Fort Lincoln Trolley this weekend with my lovely bride, and the trolley operator told us about a pair of twin fawns that have been spotted (pun intended) around the tracks from time to time. I was out at Fort Lincoln since then and saw them for myself around dusk, playing around and walking with their mom. They didn’t seem to be alarmed by my presence and gave me plenty of opportunities to photograph them before bounding off into the trees.