Sunday, June 15, 2008

Flotsam illustrated

This first picture* clearly illustrates the volume of debris that we contend with at this marina. I should mention that I woke up the other day and on the previous evening there was only half as much. Yes it showed up overnight. (That is not to mention the pile of stuff that got hung up on the docks just up forward of the Bowie's bow.)

*The white thing in the top right corner is a set of wind chimes, with the stern of the light ship on the left side.

In behind these chimes is a barge that the Mad Canadian brought in to resurface which now looks close to being done. The problem there is yet another dock under construction beside it and all this is jamming up against my freshly painted hull. Oh and there is all the stuff that has become wedged under the space between the pontoons on the catamaran. OYI!

How much time do you think would it take to clear all this stuff out? Guesses anyone? Whose responsibility is it to do so? Legally speaking it is actually against the law to take it without a salvage license. However, any call to any salvage guy to take it would be ignored. It is pollution pure and simple and with the freshet running as hard as it is often the smallest of logs is a real chore to manoeuver. Largely it is all the small bits of twigs and bark that is the hardest to contend with. It is an omni-present, on-going assault.

In past years we've tried to put out wayward boom sticks** to deflect the bulk of the material but it it doesn't prevent it from wedging under the boom sticks anyway. We've got a bit of an open channel between shore and the docks to push the stuff through and certainly can do so if there isn't a freaking half constructed dock in the way. You also have to wait to be at just below the top of the falling tide or you can't push this stuff under the ramp and get it out. If you don't time it just right it hangs up on the mud flats just past us and it all comes back in when the tide comes up again. It is so unbelievably labour intensive it isn't funny.

** These are the large heavy logs that make the frame work of a log boom which become part of the flotsam.

I just want to prevent this from happening. But in reality I just can't. We can't. Stuff will happen. Anyone's guess to how long this log actually is however. Gee it sure is a nice piece of wood and what a lovely bunch of two x fours it would make. Wish I had a portable sawmill...

This came through the dock a couple of weeks ago but tonight was the first chance I've had to see it. Chances are there is a nice and juicy root ball attached to it too. It looks to be nicely sawed off on the business end you see here.

I don't know why I feel that I should be always out there pushing the stuff through and the other people who moor their boat though certainly don't feel as inclined. But I feel as though I have to be vigilant about it. I really, really don't like it when boats sink. S.E.P. - someone else's problem. I am exhausted from caring and I can't do it anymore and I am but a humble human who pales in the strength and endurance of Mother Nature. It is the responsibility of the leaseholder to do so and well, that isn't us.

I can't be so magnanimous any longer. WE can't. It is costing us everything and at the end of the day nobody gives a shit. Certainly not the Port Authority. Certainly not the landlord.

1 comment:

Jamie said...

Wow, that is a seriously impressive amount of wonder you're tired all the time! You're right, you can't do it all yourself, so ease up on yourself, lady-o.

Still waiting (slightly impatiently) to hear the stories of who's moving where and when and why...In the meantime, please don't kill yourself moving the stuff around, a'ight?