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Brookhaven National Laboratory transferred to the Paducah Site two remote-controlled demolition machines similar to this one. Paducah has one of the newly acquired machines and loaned the other to the EM cleanup site at Separations Process Research Unit in New York.
Taking part in an active environmental community is paramount which is why we not only organise our own beach cleanup events but also help out whenever we are invited to join other organisations or groups who organise events which share our goals and dreams!
washing up after a couple of days of... not washing up.
The place was totally infested by black flies, however - it was completely insane.
Old Oil Landfarm: The oil landfarm was used from 1973-1979 to biodegrade waste oils by mixing them with lime and fertilizer.
Mary Cook, councilmember for District 4, joined the group of volunteers in the morning that set out to clean the surrounding neighborhood streets of Al-Huda
Taking part in an active environmental community is paramount which is why we not only organise our own beach cleanup events but also help out whenever we are invited to join other organisations or groups who organise events which share our goals and dreams!
8/3/16 photo by Stephen Badger, Office of Communications
Staff and Conservation Jobs Corps members at Patapsco help cleanup the Avalon area after devastating flash floods rocked central Maryland on July 30, 2016.
taken during the International Coastal Cleanup. At the other side (right) of the photo is a coastline with garbage and people gathered together to clean the coast.
Cleaning up the Dominguez Channel at Artesia Transit Center. Over 14,000 volunteers took part in Coastal Cleanup Day in Los Angeles County, cleaning up beaches, parks, alleys, creeks, highways and storm drains at 69 different sites. Over 300,000 pounds of debris and recyclables were removed by the various environmental organizations, community groups, families, local businesses, faith-based organizations and students that took part. Los Angeles, California, USA
Despite the less than stellar weather, Stefani and I opted to make a two-night adventure out of the recent International Coastal Cleanup event. We spent our nights at Cape Alava in Olympic National Park. We had hoped if the weather turned wet and cold (it did) that we would be able to have a fire (fires are not allowed between Wedding Rocks and Yellow Banks along the north coast; Cape Alava is north of the Wedding Rocks). Unfortunately the beach had been picked clean and there was little to zero fuel for fire. So without a fire we would be.
Our hike out on Friday was amid showers. With camp established we set out to walk north. Upon return our rain gear gave up the ghost amid heavy showers and strong winds. Not the most fun way to end the evening.
Saturday dawned dry but required wearing of wet gear. Uncomfortable? Yes, but we warmed quickly once on the move. Our cleanup efforts were focused on a 1 to 1.5 mile stretch of coastline north of Cape Alava. With super-thick mats of kelp and seaweed lining the shores, we had our work cut out for us as we navigated the beach in search of debris.
As is typically the case during these cleanup events, the majority of what we found was plastic and styrofoam. Though there appeared less debris around Cape Alava, we quickly filled our five bags and set off to haul them back to the trailhead along 3 miles of boardwalk.
Back at the trailhead we were warmly greeted by other volunteers. Prior to making the hike back we stopped at the Lost Resort for refreshments and snacks. Back at camp, we were pleasantly surprised to discover the sunshine had dried out our tents! We made quick work of drying the remainder of our wet gear.
The evening was pleasant but with knowledge that a storm was on the way we didn't fool ourselves into thinking the dry spell would last. And last it didn't. Around midnight I awoke to the pitter-patter of rain on my tent fly. Four hours later I awoke to a cacophony of wind and waves. With high tide upon us the waves crashed hard and crashed loud. And the wind? I know not the mph force of that front that came in but I will admit I turned on my headlamp and watch wide-eyed at my tent overhead - half expecting the entirety of it to collapse. Thankfully the tent withstood the wind and the heavy rains that soon followed.
Sunday dawned wet and grew only more so. Wanting to waste little time we quickly packed and departed the coast. As you may recall, I recently had a very wet experience along the North Fork of the Skokomish River. Well, Sunday's hike out from Cape Alava was equally wet. Of particular note, were moments to minutes of torrential downpour. As all parts of self became drenched it felt a very coastal experience. I turned to Stefani. Her smile met mine. All we could do was laugh. Laugh and keep hiking.