More Unique Northern Experiences
Hey Everyone
It has certainly been a long time since I posted anything. It's good to be back in Cape Dorset. It will only be six more weeks now and I will be on my way home again. I was late getting back after Christmas because I acquired a nasty inner ear infection. This infection also precipitated me to cancel my flight back into Cape Dorset twice before eventually getting here on Saturday the 12th. Many thanks to Noah and Brian for putting me up for the night on the 11th in Iqaluit. Flying in the north is truly an experience. After being in town for a couple of days I decided I would make arrangements for my PI/Easter trip home for the 10th to 23rd of March. All the proper arrangements were made. I would be leaving Cape Dorset on Friday evening the 7th on First Air. From there I would be taking a Canadian North flight from Iqaluit to Ottawa. After spending the night in Canada's capita I would then catch an early morning flight from Ottawa to Moncton and be home on the Miramichi in time for supper on the 8th of March. This is where it really gets interesting. I get an e-mail early this week advising me that Canadian North has changed its schedule. They now fly earlier on Friday starting the 18th of February and a First Air flight out on Monday, Wednesday or Friday gets you into Iqaluit too late to get to Ottawa. What a pain. After speaking to Canadian North, they have made arrangements to put me up at the Frob on Friday evening and send me out on Saturday evening aboard First Air. I will have to spend Saturday evening in Ottawa and now will get home on Sunday instead of Saturday. I guess it could be worse. Or could it?
Last evening our water pump started making the tell tale sound of not much water in the water tank. I wanted to call someone about it last night. I thought it was kind of strange. We have only run out of water once and that was early in the fall of 2006. It has never happened again. The water truck always seems to be on the go and I think we are scheduled for delivery at least 3 times a week although they seem to come more often than that.I got up early this a.m. in the hopes that they may have delivered in the night but alas they did not. I squeezed enough water out to have a quick shower and brush the chicklets. There was no way in the world I was ready for what was to come next as I arrived home this evening. The water delivery boys told my roomate that they thought the water overflow pipe was plugged and there might be a little bit of water on the crawl space floor. I didn't put much pass to it. I figured the small puddle would dry up. My roomate arrived home to find that they had pumped 3000 liters of water onto the crawl space floor. The fill pipe that is connected to the tank had become dislodged sometime over the last couple of days and the water deliveries were not even making it into the tank. They were just going into the crawl space and pouring out the floor drain. The funny thing about this, and I am not placing blame on anyone, was that the water tank only holds 2000 liters. But again, how were the guys delivering supposed to know as the cause of the accident was inside the crawl space. They couldn't see that the pipe was not connected. Actually it is quite funny. The only thing of any value down there was some toilet paper,(we all know how valuable that is in the north), a suitcase that Air Canada/First Air/Canadian North has destroyed in my travels up here, and a few books. There was some hockey gear of mine down there but it isn't exactly Hockey Hall of Fame stuff even though it is quite antiquated. Two good things about all this is:
1) It will all dry out eventually
and most importantly
2) At least it wasn't sewage
Like I said my friends, things can get very interesting up here in the north.
On a closing note, I want to congratulate Jen and all the other Nunie Nominees. Good luck in your quest. I hope the writers strike isn't affecting you all too much
Cheers
Blake
It has certainly been a long time since I posted anything. It's good to be back in Cape Dorset. It will only be six more weeks now and I will be on my way home again. I was late getting back after Christmas because I acquired a nasty inner ear infection. This infection also precipitated me to cancel my flight back into Cape Dorset twice before eventually getting here on Saturday the 12th. Many thanks to Noah and Brian for putting me up for the night on the 11th in Iqaluit. Flying in the north is truly an experience. After being in town for a couple of days I decided I would make arrangements for my PI/Easter trip home for the 10th to 23rd of March. All the proper arrangements were made. I would be leaving Cape Dorset on Friday evening the 7th on First Air. From there I would be taking a Canadian North flight from Iqaluit to Ottawa. After spending the night in Canada's capita I would then catch an early morning flight from Ottawa to Moncton and be home on the Miramichi in time for supper on the 8th of March. This is where it really gets interesting. I get an e-mail early this week advising me that Canadian North has changed its schedule. They now fly earlier on Friday starting the 18th of February and a First Air flight out on Monday, Wednesday or Friday gets you into Iqaluit too late to get to Ottawa. What a pain. After speaking to Canadian North, they have made arrangements to put me up at the Frob on Friday evening and send me out on Saturday evening aboard First Air. I will have to spend Saturday evening in Ottawa and now will get home on Sunday instead of Saturday. I guess it could be worse. Or could it?
Last evening our water pump started making the tell tale sound of not much water in the water tank. I wanted to call someone about it last night. I thought it was kind of strange. We have only run out of water once and that was early in the fall of 2006. It has never happened again. The water truck always seems to be on the go and I think we are scheduled for delivery at least 3 times a week although they seem to come more often than that.I got up early this a.m. in the hopes that they may have delivered in the night but alas they did not. I squeezed enough water out to have a quick shower and brush the chicklets. There was no way in the world I was ready for what was to come next as I arrived home this evening. The water delivery boys told my roomate that they thought the water overflow pipe was plugged and there might be a little bit of water on the crawl space floor. I didn't put much pass to it. I figured the small puddle would dry up. My roomate arrived home to find that they had pumped 3000 liters of water onto the crawl space floor. The fill pipe that is connected to the tank had become dislodged sometime over the last couple of days and the water deliveries were not even making it into the tank. They were just going into the crawl space and pouring out the floor drain. The funny thing about this, and I am not placing blame on anyone, was that the water tank only holds 2000 liters. But again, how were the guys delivering supposed to know as the cause of the accident was inside the crawl space. They couldn't see that the pipe was not connected. Actually it is quite funny. The only thing of any value down there was some toilet paper,(we all know how valuable that is in the north), a suitcase that Air Canada/First Air/Canadian North has destroyed in my travels up here, and a few books. There was some hockey gear of mine down there but it isn't exactly Hockey Hall of Fame stuff even though it is quite antiquated. Two good things about all this is:
1) It will all dry out eventually
and most importantly
2) At least it wasn't sewage
Like I said my friends, things can get very interesting up here in the north.
On a closing note, I want to congratulate Jen and all the other Nunie Nominees. Good luck in your quest. I hope the writers strike isn't affecting you all too much
Cheers
Blake
posted by Living in Cape Dorset at 7:35 PM
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