Fun Opportunity

I was recently afforded an outstanding opportunity. I was invited to go to the shooting range with a German Army team that is stationed near us.

I've had the opportunity to shoot a couple of the weapons that the Germans use in the past; however this was the first time I was able to shoot from such a variety. I shot the G-36 rifle, P-8 pistol, MG 3 and MG 4 machine guns, a machine pistol, a grenade launcher and a M-82 .50 caliber sniper rifle.

The machine guns were a treat to shoot. They are very smooth, with almost no recoil. The MG-3 has not been changed in 60 years. It is that well built and efficient. The MG-4 almost looks like a rifle. It can fire over 500 rounds per minute and it a dream to use.

There were 5 Americans there, including myself. We set up a little shooting competition with the Germans. We used their rifles and they used our M-4 rifles. While I shot pretty well, we ultimately lost with an overall score of 129-111. It was fun. While the G-36 is heavier than our M-4 rifles, it is very easy to shoot and the optical sights make aiming very easy.

Lastly, I was able to shoot a couple of rounds through the M-82 sniper rifle. This was a dream come true for me. I've always been interested in getting an opportunity to shoot this rifle. It is amazing to think about a man fired weapon using a .50 cal bullet and being able to accurately hit a target 1 mile away. It has a muzzle velocity of 3900 ft/sec. At that speed, a target would get hit over 1.5 seconds after the bullet was fired 1 mile distant. A target would be hit before the sound reached it. Of course that would not much matter because if anyone was hit with a bullet that large they would be torn in half. A .50 caliber bullet is 1/2 inch in diameter.

As you could probably tell, it snowed some recently. Mostly in the mountains. What we got did not stay around long. It made a pretty site though. I'm sure that the beauty will be lost on me as it gets colder and my thoughts focus on just staying warm! Soon though, I'll be with my family for some Leave time. I can't wait for that! I haven't seen my wife and daughter since July 22nd. It's a long time....

While we were there, the Afghan Army decided to show up. We still don't really know what they were doing. They just landed a helicopter right there next to us. Not sure why because the area we were in was very, very large. They had miles of space in which to land, but they chose the spot next to us. Once they landed, a platoon (about 20 soldiers) got out and formed a perimeter around the helicopter. The Helicopter then took off; leaving the men there.

We decided to ignore them and we continued to shoot. Being mindful, of course, of weapons safety. We could only hope that they were being safety minded as well. After about 10 minutes the Helicopter returned and the soldiers boarded the aircraft. The helicopter left and we did not see them again. Probably just some maneuvers of some kind.

I mentioned in a previous submission that I went to the embassy in Kabul to process my renewal of my passport. Well it's ready and I'm in Kabul now to pick it up. I'll write more later about how this trip went.

Take care......

Getting colder here.....Starting to snow some....

Hello,
I know that it’s been a while since my last post. There have been some big decisions since then and I allowed myself to get distracted and ‘otherwise motivated’. However, my wife has since wisely reminded me, these accounts are primarily motivated by my daughter. I want to give her something tangible to have so she can understand what I did and why I was gone so much during the early part of her life.

There’s been quite a bit that has passed since I last wrote. To begin, I’ll let you all know that I’ve decided to leave the Navy when my tour of duty is completed here in Afghanistan. There are several reasons for this move. Some are professional and others are personal. In any case, I feel that it’s better for my family and for myself to seek another line of work. I am leaning toward something in consulting or project management. My wife would prefer us to live in the Maryland/D.C. area. I've always liked it there, so I have no problems with that.

This is a HUGE paradigm shift for me. I have served in the Navy in one form or another for 18 years. I have never known another line of work in my adult life. I was 17 when I joined the Navy. I had to ask my parents for permission to join. My life has changed considerably since then. I’ve been to over 2 dozen countries, learned another language, gotten married, had a child, received undergraduate and graduate degrees, etc. I am not ashamed to say that it scares me sometimes to consider the weight of the changes to come in the next year. However, I take strength from the fact that I have a great partner in my wife.
As for my experiences in Afghanistan, there have been changes here as well. I’ve traveled some, people have transferred, new people have come in and sadly, some have died…

Since my last ‘discussion’ with you all, I have been able to travel to Kabul. I had to go to the American Embassy to process my passport renewal. That was “Planes, Trains and Automobiles” experience. Just joking, but it was interesting. I had tried to get this process completed via the military for a while, but I wasn’t able to travel for quite a while. The normal process for getting a passport application processed is through a military office at Bagram Air Field. It’s the largest base in Afghanistan. However; for some reason the process takes 6-8 weeks through that office. I did some research and discovered that there is a Navy Senior Chief stationed at the Embassy in Kabul. After a phone call to him, I learned that through the Embassy I could get my application processed in 8-11 days. This was a much more preferable solution. So, I tagged along with a group that was leaving here for Kabul. Turned out that the group included the ARSIC-N Commander. He’s in charge of all of Northern Afghanistan in connection with Task Force Phoenix.
We rode in a convoy from our camp to a German camp , Marmal, that is about 30 km away. Given the state of the roads in Afghanistan, this trip took us about 1 hour and 10 minutes. Once in Marmal, we were given assignments in tents to sleep overnight. Our flight wasn’t to leave until the next morning. I took the opportunity to have some pizza, a rare opportunity I assure you. The next morning, we boarded a German military flight to Kabul International Airport. Not sure it’s a good thing to be at a place with the initials KIA. Actually it’s a very secure place. Where we were was an ISAF compound. ISAF is short for International Security Assistance Force. It’s the NATO mission to do train the Afghan Police and Army. Anyway, once at KIA, I was able to ‘hitch’ a ride with the ARSIC-N Commander and his Personal Security Detachment to camp Phoenix. I had to stay the night at Phoenix while waiting for a ride to the Embassy. I say ‘ride’, but transportation is not as easy as it sounds. Rides consist, in most cases, of 3 armored Humvees and weapons at the ready.

The next day, I was informed that my 09:00 ‘ride’ to the embassy was postponed until the afternoon around 13:00. That ride finally happened about 17:00. I finally arrived, after a couple of detours, at the embassy around 18:30. I was very thankful for the Navy at that point because the Senior Chief was willing to wait for me. My actual business only took me about 10 minutes. Sort of anti-climactic really, given the efforts it took for me to get there.

Getting into the Embassy struck me as personally interesting. I’ve been to Embassies before and security was always very obvious. It was here as well; however there was one difference this time. In the past, I had to give up my cell phone and ID card and go through a baggage check and metal detector. So, here I was this time, standing before the security guards. I was wearing my uniform, body armor, helmet, 9mm pistol (loaded), and M-4 rifle (loaded). I was asked to turn in my cell phone and ID card at the desk and to go through the metal detector. Now, I thought that funny. I asked the guard if I had to turn over my weapons and armor as well. He said “no”, I was able to keep those items. Then I asked him, “Care to guess what might be metallic?” He didn’t have a sense of humor….

Once I was completed with the embassy business, I needed to get a ride back to KIA. My ‘ride’ wasn’t able to hang around for me, so I was left to my own resources. The Senior Chief said that he could get me to another camp that was close to the Embassy, but he couldn’t get me to KIA. Maybe from the other camp I could get to KIA. The camp he took me to is called EGGERS. That was an interesting ride as well. Every time I’ve traveled in Afghanistan it was always in armored Humvees in a multi-vehicle convoy. So, here it was, around 19:00 and dark and we hop into an armored SUV (Suburban) by ourselves and drive about a mile to the other camp. Of course, we had our weapons and body armor on. Funny enough, he dropped me off just outside the gate of the other camp. I get out of the SUV, on the street. It was all perfectly safe, but it was my first time ‘outside’ of a camp of any sort. I previously had only entered and exited a vehicle from inside a camp after going through gates, blast deflectors and security checks. Now, here I was just walking up to a gate as I would any base in the U.S. With the added exception, of course, that I was armored up and with loaded weapons.

After some asking around, I was able to get myself into a transient building and secured myself a bed to sleep for the night. In the morning, I was to see if I could beg, borrow, or steal a ride to the airport. This was completely based on pure luck. There is an office at Camp Eggers where people are supposed to report to when they are planning a convoy off the camp. The problem is that at Camp Eggers, there are so many different entities (U.N., ISAF, American, Personal Security Detachments, etc.) that not everyone has to submit a travel report. Just asking at this office who might be leaving for the airport is precarious. Just because the office says that no one is going to the airport isn’t exactly always true. I, incidentally, was told exactly that. No one had reported a planned trip to the airport. So, I spent the morning walking around to different offices and asking for a ride if they happened to be going to the airport. After about 3 hours with no success, I decided to take a coffee break. They had a commercial coffee shop, the Green Bean. While I was sitting there drinking my coffee and reading a book, I overheard an Air Force Captain on his cell phone telling someone that he would be ‘there’ at 11:30 to pick ‘him’ up. Once he was finished with the call, I introduced myself and asked him if he was going to the airport. He replied in the affirmative. I asked if I could ‘hitch’ a ride and he was happy to oblige. My luck had taken a turn for the good!

Once I arrived at the airport, I went to the passenger terminal and asked if there were any ISAF flights going to Marmal. I fully expected to have to spend the night, maybe two, at the airport. Happily, I learned that they were preparing to board a flight to Marmal in about 5 minutes and I could get a seat. I gathered my stuff and walked right onto the plane! After about an hour flight, I arrived at the German camp and walked into the passenger terminal. I immediately ran into a Special Forces guy I knew who asked me if I needed a ride to Camp Spann. Of course, I said yes. He told me they weren’t leaving until the next day, but they had their own American Special Forces compound and I could stay there. So, I stayed there and came back to Camp Spann the following day.

Many of the Navy personnel that I worked with when I came here have since gone home. In the office I work in, I was the only one that wasn’t in their group. They all came here together. So now I am learning to work with a new group of Navy Officers. They seem like a good, hard-working group. I always leave my opinions open with new personnel until they have had an opportunity to settle in and get into the ‘job’. I don’t foresee any issues with them, though.

I wrote last time that we were having issues with our internet. We’ve since gotten a new system; however, the capability is much reduced. We lost all of our laptop drops and we now only have 8 computers supplied for almost 400 people. Given the time differences between here and the United States, it is difficult to find time to use them. Fortunately, I have been granted the opportunity to use the internet connection that the Germans use. This gives me the opportunity to use Skype with my wife and daughter. I love to have the ability to see my daughter and witness the changes in her on a regular basis. This wasn’t even a spark of an idea/possibility when I first joined the Navy. The internet didn’t even exist and cell phones were just becoming available and mostly not for the ‘common folk’. The Germans afford me this courtesy because my wife is German as is my daughter. This is their way of supporting a fellow German. I’m grateful for the opportunity. Of course I have to pay for this service, but it is more than worth it. To make the most of it, I only use it to use Skype. Anything else would become too expensive anyway. It’s about $5.00 an hour.

I try not to think about the time I have left here. It would make the time seem to go by slower. I do think about the time I have left until I get to go on leave for two weeks. I can’t say in this forum when that is for security reasons, but I am close!

Recently there was a suicide bomber attack at an Afghanistan Police Station in the North of Afghanistan. I can talk about this now because it’s been weeks since the event and it’s out there in the public. Two men, American soldiers, died. I knew one of them. I only knew him in passing. We were not close by any means, but it doesn’t change the fact that I have those few memories, however brief, of a man that I recognized who is now no longer with us. He was a husband and a father. I am truly sad for the loss of his family. He believed in the mission here and he truly wanted to help the Afghan people. He wasn’t here for glory or even to hunt terrorists. His motivation was to help those people here improve their futures and that of their children. I just wanted to make it known that he will be missed, even by those that only knew him in passing.

That is all I have for now. I thank you all for reading my ramblings…

Until next time…

Still here....fighting the ground-hog day syndrome

Hello,

I know it's been a while since I've updated everyone on my progress here. It's been a busy 3 weeks.....

I'm fairly settled into the 'Camp Mayor' job here, but I'm constantly being bombarded by requests, mini-crises, plans for construction and repair. Let's see.....in the past three weeks I have supervised the movement of around 110 people who were leaving afghanistan, and the 110 people who were replacing them, created a base defense plan, in the process of creating the training of a new fire fighting team, planning the construction of a base expansion, winterization of the current B-huts, repairs of generators, water storage and our defensive perimeter. Add onto that the constant movement of military and contractor personnel visiting; it's been a bit busy.

The Army tends to look at you weird when you talk to them about fire safety, prevention and response. The problem that we have here is that the Afghans cut their paint to make a gallon go farther. Makes sense until you realize that they 'cut' their paint with fuel. Sometimes with diesel fuel and sometimes with gasoline. So, what you end up with is living within a matchstick. So, as a Sailor, I have a particular sensitivity about fire. So, I've come up with a team of Navy sailors, chiefs and myself to be a fire response team. I say fire response because if a b-hut catches fire, unless there is someone in it, we will not enter the space. In fact, we won't even put out the fire. It takes about 10 mins for a b-hut to burn to the point of being unsalvageable. So, our SOP is to just make certain that the b-huts around it do not catch fire.

Winterization is the other issue. Before I reported here, there was a contract put into place to install insulation in the B-huts. My only issue with the contract is that the contract requires insulation in the floors. Now, my natural inclination for winterization would be to put insulation in the ceiling. But, the contract is finalized and the best I can do is see if I can get spare insulation, if possible, to put into the ceilings. We'll see.

Another project is to install sidewalks throughout the camp. This is a cool project. We currently walk on gravel which is usually about 6 inches deep. Great for working out my calves! Sidewalks make sense. Hopefully, the winter will not set in early, because the time frame for getting this done is closing quickly.

Working with our general services contractor is a constant battle. They do good work and they are fairly responsive. The problem with them is proper time estimates for repairs. They are overeager, so they always give me short repair times. Then, invariably, they have to extend their time requirements in the middle of a job. I tend to have to tell them how much time they have and it's usually longer than they originally tell me. I default to the rule of three's. I give them up to three times more time than they tell me it will take. It works most of the time.

Sorry about not having pictures. I've attempted several times to get pics of the sandstorms that are constantly coming through here. However; I haven't been able to capture any decent pics of these storms. It's difficult, I've found to accurately capture the feel of a sandstorm.

Anywho...time to herd the cats.....

Work....work....work....

I promised you some pictures and here they are! Sorry, it took me a while to get them. Everyday is a new issue and a new solution.

One of those issues was getting all of the personnel on this camp accounted for. There was not a very good job done about this before. So, when I was charged with supervising housing, I decided to do something about it. It took me about two weeks, but I finally finished. It is difficult because people like to move around on their own and change things about their rooms without telling anyone. I came up with a solution to that. Anyone, now, who moves without my permission has to move out of their room and move into an open-bay barracks. Like those that I lived in when going through training. No room, no lockers, no space to themselves. I'll give them about a week and then move them back to their original assignments. Haven't had any complaints from those above me yet.

Another problem was that I was moved into a real rat trap of a b-hut when I got here. At the same time, I was 'assailed' by these government contractors about being promised one of the new buildings for their sleeping quarters. Well, they were 'promised' by this Command Sargent Major, who is a blow-hard and doesn't have the authority to promise anything. Well, I corrected the problem. I moved into the new building and found another one for them. You've seen pics of my room when I first got here. I've included some of my new space. I made some improvements. I had a wall locker built and a bed. I built a desk myself and a door for the room. I actually feel like I have some illusion of privacy.

I had to leave the camp the other day to escort a dump truck full of sand to the camp. So, I took the time while walking out there to take some other pictures. This whole place looks like this. I know, it's a little barren. Nothing modern out here.

I had to participate in a convoy today. We had to go out to a German base on the other side of Mazar-e Sharif. It took us about 1 1/2 hours. Still amazing to see how they live. I know that they have no choice, but still a stark reminder that we have it pretty good.

I'm getting more involved with things around here. I'm supervising the expansion of the camp. Basically taking over a part of the camp that was previously separate and belonged to some special forces guys. We had to renovate all of the b-huts for people coming in. Some were turned into offices. We also have started a winterization plan. The buildings here were built very poorly and do not have much, if any, insulation. The newer ones are much better, but the old ones need a lot of work. Should be able to get it done before it gets cold here. Hard to imagine it ever being cold here!

I get to talk with my wife and daughter most days via SKYPE. I even got my parents to get a webcam. Really helps to keep the morale up. I got a couple of packages the other day. Even though I have the internet, it's still cool to get mail the 'old fashioned' way. I received a pillow, some sheets and a few other things I needed.

Anyway, I have to get going. I have more work to do. Take care all. Let me know if you like what I have to say or if I can tell you anything else. I'll talk about what I'm allowed to.

Later!

Week 1 - complete...

Hello all!

Well, the first week is completed. Sometimes I think that my job will be more like hearding cats than anything else. Dealing with camp bearthing and services is definitely proving to be a challenge if only just on my patience. :) It's not really that bad. I just have about 18 different projects or problems going on at once.

I'm still getting a handle on bearthing assignments. People are supposed to come to my office for permission to move bearthings or change their bearthing configurations in any way. Of course, getting this concept through to the Army is a bit difficult. Then there are the issues with broken items like doors, showers, sinks, toilets, windows.....and the list goes on. Oddly enough, the females have been giving me the most issues lately. Several power outages in the female bearthings due to plugging in 110v appliances into 220v sockets. Then someone kicked out a drain pipe to a sink in the female latrine (head). Shower head was busted. Little things.

I can tell right away that trash is going to be a problem. Too many people; civilian, military and local nationals alike are leaving trash all over the place. Mostly it's water bottles. I might have to hire a local just to walk around cleaning up. I would hate to have to do that, but I can't be everywhere at once.

All in all, this job is very manageable. Just like any job I've done, division officer and department head, there are are always varying personalities to deal with. Resource management, both with people and materials. The biggest variable here is the weather. Dust storms, wind, glaring heat. From what I understand it gets so cold here that some days no work at all gets done. Well, we'll see.

Today and yesterday, I've spent my time rearranging the office space to accomodate two more desks. Problem I cam across was with the LAN. Apparently, the Army has their computer network set up to lock out a LAN connection any time the cable is unplugged. Well, I didn't know that and all of the computers had to be unplugged for the move. Now, we have to get the Army to open up the ports. I'm not suprised to have learned that the Army has kept control of their network at camp Phoenix in Kabul. So we have to wait for their civilian contractors to 'get around' to fixing the ports remotely. I hope to have the computers back up tomorrow. ***fingers crossed***.

Well, I'm going to get going. I hope to have some more pictures for you on the next post.

Take care.

Getting settled in

Well, I've begun my first full week here and I'm getting settled in my new job. It's proving, as expected to be quite the challenge. Not only do we have new construction in planning and some in progress, I have to work with the million maintenance issues that come up daily.

I have to apologize for not having any new pictures for you on this installment. We've had a dust storm these past few days and it's been impossible to take any pictures.

Every day I meet with someone new that I have to coordinate with to do my work. I have a wood shop foreman (a second class petty officer) that works for me and there is a civilian contractor that I meet with to get repairs completed. I feel like I am constantly filling up his e-mail with my never ending service orders.

Currently, one of my major projects is to organize billeting. Apparently, people have spread out over the different buildings and that really isn't ideal for accountability. Therefore; I am reorganizing the billeting plan and verifying where people are actually residing. Once that is complete I can consolidate personnel and I'll also know accurately what available space I have. This should make it easier to plan for visitors and the occasional surge of personnel when people arrive to replace others.

Well, sorry this is shorter than usual, but I have many things to track and complete for today. To my family and friends: I love you all and I hope that this finds you well. Be safe.

Two words: DUSTY AND HOT!!

Greetings from Camp MIKE SPANN. I've only been here about 4 days and I'm still working on getting acclimated. The average temp, so I'm told, has been aroundn 120 degrees. I've saw the thermometer yesterday reach 125. Getting motivated in that temperature to go outside is difficult at best. However; there's always work to be done and it isn't going away just because it's hot outside.

My job here apparently will be as the Camp Mayor. Realistically, I'll be a public works manager. There are a couple of other officers here who have been overseeing the project on the camp as well as the other two FOBs and the ANA camp SHAHEEN adjacent to Camp MIKE SPANN. So, I'll be taking over the projects and services for this camp so they can effectively mannage their own projects. It seems like it'll be a challenge and I like a challenge.

When you aren't in a sandstorm (almost never), you can get a really nice view of the mountain range near our camp. I had very brief window of opportunity where I could see the mountains a little, so I took a picture to share with you all. It really is a nice view when you can see it. Problem is, most mornings are quite windy and all you see is a heavy haze of dust. One would think that when the wind blows then you could get a respite from the heat. No such luck. Imagine the heat you feel when you open an oven to check on your dinner. Now imagine that you are in that oven. The last couple of days, even the locals were saying that it was very hot. If they are saying that, then you know it's hot!


I took some photos of the camp and the B-hut that I'm living in. A B-hut is not much more that a wooden structure with some plywood partitions to create the illusion a separate rooms. There are airconditioners and heaters inside, but they only help mitigate the temperatures. It never really gets cool in the summer nor warm in the winter. I'm really going to appreciate the cold weather sleeping 'system' that I was issued back in FT Riley. This picture is of the B-hut that I'm in.

Luckily, we are allowed to modify our spaces for our own confort and needs. In one of the pictures you can see that there is a metal bunk bed in my space. Every single little movement causes that thing to squeek in such a way that it wakes me up. Not very conducive to getting a good nights rest, to say the least. I also have a metal locker, which I may or may not get rid of. It's nice to have a place to store items and clothes but it's very rusty and not very stable. So, I have a plan to take out the bed and build myself a raised platform for my bed. I'm planning on building it perpendicular to the space against wall. I'll build in doors that I can lock with a clasp underneath the bed. Then I can have some storage. I am also planning on putting in some shelves for books, toiletries and pictures. This plan should allow me some extra storage space while at the same time opening up some floor space. I've also considered buying some local carpets to put down on the floor. There isn't a door in our spaces in the B-hut, but I can put up a curtain. I'll probably use my poncho for that. Try to create the illusion of privacy anyway.

I'm really happy to say that the internet connection here seems fairly stable. Most days I've been able to use a program called SKYPE to talk with my wife via a PC-to-PC connection. This allows for a video and audio connection that is fairly good. It is amazing to think about the changes in communication that have come about in the past 18 years that I've been in the Navy.

When I first came in, I was stationed on a submarine and the only mail opportunities were 'snail mail' when we pulled into a port. That could be anywhere from 2 weeks to 2 months. There were times when guys would receive a letter at home that they had sent themselves while underway. The internet came about in force while I was in college in '94. Even then it was mainly between colleges. I know that it was in place well before then, but it wasn't mainstream until then. Internet capability was available on my first ship as an officer in 1999, but the bandwidth was so limited to make it unusable while underway. We had phone service underway (sailor phone) with AT&T, but a $20 phone card would last about 10 minutes. When I came to my first department head tour, I had a phone in my stateroom and internet capability that worked fairly well underway. Now, I'm in the north of Afghanistan, which is the 4th poorest country in the world and I'm able to speak with my wife over the internet in real-time and with video.

Well, I've gone on long enough for now. I'll do my best to keep you up to date. If any of my friends and family want to chat with my on SKYPE, send my an e-mail or comment on here and I'll give you my SKYPE user name.

Take care,