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Sunday, March 28, 2010

The world is turnin'

Our recent sojourn to the Oregon Coast found us in Neskowin. This is a darling place, tucked in on the north side of the big rock known as Cascade Head, interesting if for no other reason than the ocean is taking it back. We've watched the beach there recede over the last quarter-century, and regardless of what one thinks about global warming, it's pretty clear that our great-grandchildren will listen to tales of Neskowin with the detached bemusement of people who never knew it.

The surf was its beautiful self, but not without the little bits of blue plastic and other garbage that remind us of our impact on the planet. Some of what's washed up is gross, but there are a few interesting items here and there. What do you think of these -- lightweight metal, two inches in diameter, one embossed with the number 23, the other with no apparent number? I'd like to think I found something, but the Mrs. figures it's nothing:


Comments (6)

Medallions off the side of the first Air Jordons.

They are discarded spending caps that were dumped in the ocean, despite having paid the recycling service to deal with them.

My old Ford has some similar looking caps about that same size that snap in place to cover the ends of the axles, apparently to keep grease from leaking out of the bearings. So, the same system could have been used on many types of machinery.

Get rid of them right away, they are caps to radioactive biohazard waste containers.

Get out the geiger counter. My father retired now for almost 20 years, spent 40 years in mainly Pacific Rim coastal and ocean areas, as a merchant marine. He married my Asian step-mother, who is a wonderful cook of Korean and Japanese seafood dishes. I asked my dad when I was a young teenager, why he wouldn't eat the seafood. His words haunted me. He said, "If you saw what I saw, you wouldn't eat it either."

These "caps" ar quite obviously marking tags from treated transmission poles. How could anyone not know this?




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