Many centurys ago there was a city of trade specializing in Frankincense at the end of the Empty Quarter. This city had all roads leading to it. Traders from around the Persian Empire would come to trade goods and make money. Then it all was gone, sunken into the sand and buried by time. The Quaran says that the city was corrupt, and Allah swept his hand over the city and the sands washed it away. The story of Ubar was passed down from person to person to become a legend, then a myth. In 1985, the European Space Agency was taking pictures of Europe for global mapping and looking for oil reserves and noticed lines in the terrain. They sent teams to dig, and found nothing, but ancient Roman concrete. The roads made by Rome, were still seen from space. A researcher who was looking for the mythical city asked NASA to have some pictures taken of this one area in Oman, which he suspected was the location of Ubar. When the pictures came back they revealed the scars of trails and ancient roads leading to one spot. The researcher came to Oman in 1992, and started to dig. Ubar was found. We got to go there yesterday. Off the paved road and down a dirt road we arrived at the site. A friend Mark, and two other guys, Matt and Tony, came with us to check it out. It was very, very hot, 120 degrees. I took pictures and we went down to the bottom of the sink hole, but it goes even deeper than that. The real reason the city sank, was that it was built over a water well, which led into a thin aquifer chamber. Over time the chamber just collapsed and down came the city. The people explained it as the hand of God taking vengeance for corruption, but it was more like a natural disaster. Enjoy the pictures.
As a retired Air Force guy traveling the world is nothing new, but having lived in the sands of Oman my eyes have been opened to all things new and interesting. From the culture exploits to the new tastes and smells, it all leads to one thing...Adventure. Join me on this quest to see the highs and lows of life and truly understand the hidden treasure God has in store for me.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
The Trip to Ubar: The Sunken Lost City
Many centurys ago there was a city of trade specializing in Frankincense at the end of the Empty Quarter. This city had all roads leading to it. Traders from around the Persian Empire would come to trade goods and make money. Then it all was gone, sunken into the sand and buried by time. The Quaran says that the city was corrupt, and Allah swept his hand over the city and the sands washed it away. The story of Ubar was passed down from person to person to become a legend, then a myth. In 1985, the European Space Agency was taking pictures of Europe for global mapping and looking for oil reserves and noticed lines in the terrain. They sent teams to dig, and found nothing, but ancient Roman concrete. The roads made by Rome, were still seen from space. A researcher who was looking for the mythical city asked NASA to have some pictures taken of this one area in Oman, which he suspected was the location of Ubar. When the pictures came back they revealed the scars of trails and ancient roads leading to one spot. The researcher came to Oman in 1992, and started to dig. Ubar was found. We got to go there yesterday. Off the paved road and down a dirt road we arrived at the site. A friend Mark, and two other guys, Matt and Tony, came with us to check it out. It was very, very hot, 120 degrees. I took pictures and we went down to the bottom of the sink hole, but it goes even deeper than that. The real reason the city sank, was that it was built over a water well, which led into a thin aquifer chamber. Over time the chamber just collapsed and down came the city. The people explained it as the hand of God taking vengeance for corruption, but it was more like a natural disaster. Enjoy the pictures.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Kaylynn in Oman: The Adventure Begins
After the baptism, Kaylynn and I went to the Elders Quorum President's house for the confirmation and some chili. The food was good and the company was too. The spirit was there as this woman received the Holy Ghost. The man accompanying the Indian woman was her brother, and Kaylynn assumed they were husband and wife and was making comments about them getting sealed in the temple next, until she was corrected about the family relation. It was funny and Kaylynn was a little red faced.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Well, I guess as the first song on my blog states, "I am coming home." At least it looks like it is going to happen. About a week ago, I got preliminary news that the 2 year contract that Lockheed Martin had submitted to continue maintaining the aircraft (pictured to the right), was awarded to a different company. That means I am leaving here, as of right now, that may change, not sure when, or if, but it might happening. It is very frustrating doing this contract work, but I love my job and my company. I have been wanting to work for Lockheed Martin for many years. My boss has given me some options and has shared my resume with some other parts of the company. I put in for a Field Representative position at Hill AFB, Utah, so I may go home. My boss submitted me for a Deputy Director job in UAE, and says that there is work for me to head up a bid for Inspection work in Portugal. Eventually I am being tapped for the Program Manager job for Romania when that comes around late 2009.
Anyway, it is freakin' hot here. I went down to Salalah to do some errands and stopped over to in Al Mughsail and saw the huge waves and blow holes in the rocks. Kaylynn will get to see that when she gets here next week. The sky is foggy and you think it is cool outside. Nope. You are wrong it is just as hot, but humid to the point you can taste the salt in the air. Kaylynn won't be happy about that, so good thing we are only here for 2 days before we head back up to Muscat. Our whirlwind tour starts in 6 days, and I can't wait.
Today is a rest day. I am going to watch movies, eat lunch and chill out today. I have some of my guys coming back from vacation and I have a couple heading out. We have a good-bye party set for the 6th of August. This whole thing is bittersweet because I do like the team I have, unfortunately I have to send them elsewhere in the company.
