Friday, April 5, 2013

Arriving in South Dakota or Planes Pheasants Problems and Parties


I always like Airports. Something about them just makes you feel more connected with the world. Maybe it’s the eclectic group of people you meet there. Or maybe it’s the way they tell you to keep tracking of your bags in seven different languages.

The flights were mostly routine, the only thing of note was a conversation with a Crown University Baseball player. Short summary of that conversation follows.
“Don’t go to Crown.”

Aberdeen Airport looks identical to the Powel International Airport. Besides servicing only one plane at a time, Aberdeen has the same interior design style.  All wood paneling and hunting ads dominated the walls. Met Jarrett at the gate and headed out. It took two hours to drive from Aberdeen to the hunting lodge in Zell. Two hours of cornfields and frozen ponds.

 We arrived at the Lodge a little past midnight. After a short talk with some of the other techs there, I went to bed. Woke up again at 5 to head out to Brookings, home of the South Dakota State Jackrabbits and two hours away, which by South Dakota standards, is just down the road. This state is vast and empty.  Internet is thirty minutes away.

On the drive over we saw geese tornados. If you have never seen one, they are an amazing site.  The geese circle around a landing spot and slowly descend down to the ground forming a black funnel or tornado like shape. I have never seen that many birds in one place as once. Sometimes, the migrating flocks are large enough to cover the sky.

We rolled up to Brookings around 8/830 and headed into the SDSU campus. The drive went by a lot faster than it would have in Michigan. South Dakota has speed limits 10 mph faster than back home. It’s kind of great to cruise down streets at 70. I had to redo some paperwork and take some tests. Turns out that I am still working for the USGS with this job, and as such I have already done most of the paperwork. Yay.




Once that was done, Jarrett and I spent the rest of the day trying to get the equipment we needed for the field season. This involved a lot of walking around the SDSU campus talking to one professor after another trying to see who was using what equipment and who was not. It was very much like the worst parts of a fetch quest.

We had planned on only staying in Brookings for the day, but it took so long that we ended up spending the night.  It was OK though, for I got to enjoy some fine South Dakotan parties. Turns out one of the grad students had just defended their thesis and to celebrate there was a party. SDSU house parties are very much the same as Ann Arbor ones. Fun people and fun times all around.

The next day I went back to the farm house to run the ATVs and make sure they were working properly. The only problem with that plan was that the farm door was frozen. It took me nearly the entire day to unthaw the ground around it and remove the ice keeping the door shut.  I summoned the strength of my French Canadian Ancestors and chipped away at the ice breaking away enough of it to open the doors.  My work wasn’t finished after that though. The first ATV I could get out without problem, the second though, the second was more of a problem

The barn is used by both the Fisheries and the Wildlife departments, which means that there were boats upon boats filling the place up and, most importantly, blocking the second ATV. It was like playing the some weird game of Tetris, trying to fit the ATV around the boats.

After that I left for the Lodge, leaving Jarrett to get ready for a wedding. Back at the lodge we spent the next two days fishing and hunting geese. I caught two carp. It was a good day. We went out to the only bar in town, “Terry’s” for dollar pints and free popcorn. Really  can’t complain about that deal.

There is one thing that is not so cool about this trip. Turns out that the closest 3D theater (i.e. the only theater that shows Jurassic Park) is three hours away.  Booo that. Booo. Now I need to find an excuse to take my government vehicle all the way to Sioux Falls.

Now I am back in Brookings, getting ready for my ATV training course in the morning.  This should be exciting

-Me

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