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Naz said, "C'mon, just flash it!" I wasn't so sure.
And then I flashed it, meaning, getting it on the first try with no beta.
Beautiful sandstone sport climbing on Bachelor Party weekend; spring 2022.
#RRCCA #sandstone #rockclimbing #SendIt #OnBelay #huecos #red #sportclimbing #clipup #partywithnature
I have often regretted that I never took any photographs as momentos of past employers. This time I decided to make the effort and, on my last day at the warehouse of Messrs Damage & Sendit, slyly smuggled my camera into the building while everyone else was out at his tea break. Here I am mounted on a PPT or Powered Pallet Truck, used mainly for loading pallets onto the trailers of articulated lorries. They are great fun to use.
Damage & Sendit operate this warehouse for a well-known chain of stores ranging in size from village shops to sizeable supermarkets. Because the smaller stores have no unloading facilities and their deliveries have to be taken across the pavement and in through the front door of the shop, goods mostly go out in cages ...pallets being reserved for large stores with loading bays. The cages being assembled here were destined for stores at Thatcham and Tilehurst. The warehouse is refrigerated and divided into two chambers kept at slightly different temperatures. "Produce" (fruit, veg. and flowers) are on one side; "chill" (basically anything you would keep in a 'fridge) and meat are on the other. The orders are assembled heaviest-stuff-first to avoid damage to more delicate items. The cage directly above the forks of the PPT contains the beginning of a produce pick. Produce starts with potatoes and ends with mushrooms and flowers. On either side of it are cages containing the early part of a chill pick. Chill starts with fats and liquids and proceeds to eggs and cream cakes. Those blue and silver things made from spacesuit material are "shrouds" for keeping bananas at correct temperature during transit in refridgerated lorries.
The orange stickers on the cages are handwritten labels. Damage & Sendit's client are not wealthy, big-league players in the supermarket game and the warehouse is not over-provided with such modern conveniences as label-printing machines. Personally I was always glad of this as I enjoy any activity that involves making marks on a blank surface with some kind of writing implement. My labelling was famous for its beauty and legibility. Others were not so conscientious. Anyone who doubts the decline of handwriting, education and literacy need only look at some of the elaborately awful labelling to be found here. I forgive the difficulty of Poles or Kurds with such placenames as Penrhiwceiber or Ynysyddu, but there is no excuse for a native-born Briton who writes "Bercon" for Brecon, or "Western Ho" instead of Westward Ho!"
Long Island Hurricanes' Steven V. floating over the rock garden at Walnut Mountain in Liberty, NY during last week's NICA NY MTB race. 🗽 🚴 💨 #mtb #panshot #panshotfriday #nica #mountainbike #mtbxc #walnutmountain #canon7d
Here is my Badger. As you can see, it does slightly more damage per shot than my A.1 Ryl, thanks to the 331 damage.
What really makes Bungie hate this weapon, though, is the stacking range perks.
That one in the middle tree is Send It, which increases range, and the last one is Rangefinder, which increases the range when looking down the sights.
What this means is that, say, in the Archon Strike, as you approach the Ketch, I can safely sit up on top of that rocky crag and snipe every last one of those bastards with a scout rifle, because remember, thanks to the FLA series of scopes, an instantaneous time to target, zero ballistic drop, and a little bit of space magic, you merely have to have a pixel or two of head inside the quarter circles and it's a headshot.
It's funny watching them run around trying to find where the shots are coming from.
Rather than maintain their own warehouses and haulage fleets, many supermarkets and High Street retailers prefer to employ specialist contractors. The Tesco or Dixons lorries you see on the motorway probably belong to a "logistics" company such as Excel or Tibbett & Britten, which have "dedicated" fleets specially painted for their clients. The client supermarket is then free ...so the reasoning runs... to concentrate on its "core business". I apologise for all these dissociative inverted commas, but this is a jargon-ridden industry.
The arrangement is not necessarily good for employees. The client always has the whip-hand, and the contractor lives in terror of losing the contract. The contractor accordingly avoids making himself unpopular with the client by bringing to the client's attention anything it may not wish to hear about, especially if it involves additional expenditure. Worn out equipment is not replaced, improvements are not undertaken, repairs are not made, nothing gets better. The canteen becomes too small for the number of staff and most of them spend their lunch breaks sitting glumly in their cars. Most firms have long since ceased to provide a canteen serving freshly prepared food. Vending machines and microwave ovens are substituted.
The contractors have usually undertaken to do the job for an agreed sum. The client drip-feeds it to the contractor in monthly instalments and leaves him to spend it as required. Managers know that the best way of pleasing their superiors is to come in under budget ...i.e. to get the job done for less than the sum they've been given to do it. The saving is clear profit for the contractor. My employers, Messrs Damage & Sendit are pastmasters at this kind of wheeze. The office cleaners have been cut down from morning and afternoon to afternoon only. Saturday is a slack day and with the air of someone granting an over-generous concession against their better judgement, the firm allows its staff to go home early if the work is completed ...unpaid that is. Every week a notice goes up detailing the amount spent on employing agency staff to cover for sickness. This is a falsification since the amount saved by not paying the people who are out sick is not deducted from the figure shown. The saving made by sending everyone home three hours early every Saturday is never mentioned of course. The company tries not to award sick pay ...technically a concession rather than an entitlement... by waiting for the employee to claim it. Those who make such claims meet such a stonewall of delay and obstructiveness that they often give up and don't try again.
But still, it could be worse. Yesterday I heard of a certain "budget" supermarket which employs people on a 20-hours-per-week contract. Oh, they get 40 hours work; the other 20 is overtime. The scam is that the company need only grant half the normal holiday entitlement. But 20 hours is paid at overtime rate every week, right? Well, actually, no, just at normal time. Of course there is now a virtually botomless supply of "economic migrants" who will jump at jobs like this.
Here we see an unaccustomed state of order and tidyness outside Damage & Sendit's warehouse. Inside, our "hygiene" operative was sweeping behind the rubbish-trap metal skirtings which protect the walls from impact by forklift truck. Then I understood ...a deputation of high-ups from the client company were coming round on a tour of inspection the next day.
A little while ago I introduced you to Hugo the reach truck. Blushing and simpering in the wings while Hugo was centre stage were his no less useful siblings Elkie, Evie and Ginger. Cathleen, who is rather shy, is peeping out from from behind her sister.
Elkie and Ginger are PPTs ...Powered Pallet Trucks. Evie and Cathleen are LLOPs ...Low Level Order Pickers, popularly "lollops". PPTs lead especially strenuous lives and, like Ginger here, are often under repair. At the warehouse of Messrs Damage & Sendit they are the usual means of loading pallets onto lorries. However robustly constructed, there is nothing to save a PPT (or the operator's hip and knee joints) from the injurious effects of being constantly driven from warehouse floors onto loading ramps and off again onto the floors of lorries. They are great fun to drive, especially irresponsibly, and may be abused in various ways. For such small machines they are astonishingly powerful, and a pallet weighing half a ton or so may be simply pushed along the floor if you are too rushed to be able to pause for a few seconds and lift it. PPTs are a frequent cause of accidents in the workplace. LLOPs are, to me, comparatively uninteresting. They can carry two pallets or three cages and are used in most warehouses for assembling, or "picking" orders.
In the background of this view we see tote boxes containing old paperwork, which must be retained for six months. On the left a cage containing mail pouches ...276 of them on this occasion. This is company internal mail en route from the various branches to the company's head office in Manchester. They used to send it through the post but sumptuary considerations led to a decision to handle it "in house". "Processing" this mail is a regular weekly sideline for yours truly. You can see my warehouse gloves and clipboard on top. Well, it makes a nice break from the routine.
Meet Hugo. Hugo is a reach truck ...the electrically-powered workhorse of every modern warehouse and distribution centre. He doesn't expect to be paid, never takes tea breaks, has no holiday entitlement, won't write rude things on the walls of the staff toilets and will never join a union.
Hugo is a Lancing Linde R14, a handy piece of kit with on-board computer, heated, gas-sprung seat and all the trimmings. He was photographed (without permission) at the warehouse of my employers, Messrs Damage & Sendit, and had been parked ready for a change of batteries.
The batteries which, for safety reasons, contain acid in gel rather than liquid form, are far too heavy to be moved by unassisted muscle-power, even on rollers. They must therefore be hauled on and off the truck with winches.
Firms now tend not to number their fleets of MHE (Mechanical Handling Equipment) on the sensible basis that names are more memorable. As with hurricanes a proportion of masculine names must now be used.
This is another route that has been plaguing me for weeks. The roof problems will always be hardest for me.
La Menstruación. El Invierno. La Luna Nueva. El Gran Momento. La manifestación visible del gran cambio interior que permite a una Mujer crear Vida.
En esta fase la Sendita se viste de gala para celebrar su feminidad. Se pone todas sus alhajas y adornos.
Un gran collar de de plata y rojo con una gran gema brillante. Tres vueltas, el número mágico.
Lleva bragas y compresa.
Y es feliz.
Crucial elements of almost every summer weekend. Leavenworth, WA; summer 2021.
#trad #TradIsRad #RockClimbing #SendIt #PartyWithNature
La Preovulación. Es Primavera. La Luna está Creciente. Sendita es una niña, todavÃa no produce Óvulos, semillas de vida. Su energÃa está dispersa y fragmentada en mil colores. Le interesan las flores y la hierba. De hierba verde es su falda. En su frente una corona de flores de cuatro colores como las cuatro estaciones, cada una con tres cuentas de colores, como el número de meses que tiene cada estación y entretejidas con hierbas y hojas de dos colores, como los contrarios que definen la realidad, claro y oscuro.
En el cuello porta un collar de arcoiris y semillas de manzana, la fruta mágica y femenina. Siete semillas que guardan el potencial de lo que será y siete cuentas de colores entre cada una, los siete colores del espectro de la luz desplegado.
Sendita espera y mientras tanto disfruta y rie y baila.