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It has been a tumultuous week of many events.   No blogging however. No topic caught my attention enough to spur the muse and misogynist.  So here a few stories of mining to entertain us and prompt the responsible journalist to attention. (more…)

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A typical Vancouver Saturday:  cool, overcast, some sunny periods, and much reading.   Then after six pm a bottle of wine and an opera. Here are some of the books I dipped into today–I have been reading some for a while; some are old and should have been finished a long time ago; and some are new.  For I am a dipper, i,e., someone who picks up a book, reads part, and then picks up another to read part, as the fancy & interest turn. (more…)

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Only one things gives me great pleasure and intense enjoyment: riding my bicycle. This morning it was drizzling as I opened the front door.  Undeterred, I mounted my bike and headed out into the soft waters making the sky & sound. Click to the upper gears and speed down the road past new, cramped townhouses.  Over asphalt and cut logs, cut to make way for a new bridge.  Bounce over the gravel alongside the river and salmon spawning habitat, to the main road clogged with trucks and cars. (more…)

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Every Sunday we would go from the mine, East Geduld, where my father was a mine captain,  to my grandmother and step-grandfather for lunch.  My step-grandfather was a winder on the mines–a job that probably no longer exists.  Joe was his name and we called him Grandpa Joe.  He has tall and ginger.  He came from Ireland, courted my grandmother who ran Ma Brett’s Boarding House as a way to survive after the death of my grandfather–leaving her three children to bring up. (more…)

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This week I had reason to go back and re-read three papers I co-authored in the early 1980s.  It is surprising how far advanced we were then, and how little things have changed, or how little of what did has become standard practice. The first paper is at this link.  Rick Call was the lead on the work we describe in this paper.  He was a large buff man, with an enormous beard, a perpetual pipe, and a totally irreverent attitude towards authority.  He sent Ned Larson and me to Texas, where we sweated through the heat to get the data.  Then back to Tucson to do the calculations.  I recently reconnected with Ned who is now in Las Vegas and the grandfather of sixteen grandchildren.  He is still with the U.S. Department of Energy which he joined after working with me for five years on the UMTRA Project in Albuquerque.  He is a great engineer, as was Rick. (more…)

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The blogger muse prompted by opera & brandy demands release of mental pressure.  Thus a second posting on Mt Polley in one day.  This afternoon, I was asked what the implications of Mt Polley were to mining world-wide.  Some of the answers, unpremeditated, I gave. (more…)

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A friend accused me of being too serious of late on this blog.  So some comic relief. Last week I was updating a client’s tailings facility emergency response plan.  The Canadian Mining Association (CMA)document calls amongst other things for a statement on “Drilling and Testing.” (more…)

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