An hour’s ferry ride from the small port of Shannah on the Eastern coast of Oman lies the island of Masirah. There isn’t much on the island except for a resort, a couple gas stations, and Royal Air Forces Oman (RAFO) Masirah Island Air Base (MIAB). The little air base is the site of aContinueContinue reading “Check Your Hubris at the Door: Masirah”
Category Archives: Memoir
Check Your Hubris at the Door: Khareef
Detachment 6 had been on an auditing moratorium for over seven months when I first arrived in June, 2017. The War Reserve Materiel (WRM) Contract was in transition from WRM II to WRM III, and the contracting agency responsible for the acquisition had determined that having CORs from the Detachment conduct audits under the newContinueContinue reading “Check Your Hubris at the Door: Khareef”
The Thirty One L: One More Morning
One final morning of Duck Hunting in Minnesota. My trip home was drawing to a close, and while I had a flight out of Minneapolis later that Sunday evening, we still had time to hit the duck slough one more time. So once more my Dad and I got up before the sun rose toContinueContinue reading “The Thirty One L: One More Morning”
The Thirty One L: When Scouting is For Naught
Enjoy this continuation, in which we actually hunt ducks (and coincidentally my 50th posting here). The morning that duck season opened, the whole family loaded up and departed for Pocket Lake before any sane person had risen. We bee-lined for Pocket Lake WPA, only to arrive and find it already chock full of eager hunters, almostContinueContinue reading “The Thirty One L: When Scouting is For Naught”
Check Your Hubris at the Door: Lakeside Villa
The Royal Air Force of Oman was weirdly busy every night that week in February. Usually they had closed up shop and parked their brand new F-16 Falcon fighter jets under the sunshades by noon, maybe 1500 by the latest, and they were never active after dark. Yet here I was, on my third (orContinueContinue reading “Check Your Hubris at the Door: Lakeside Villa”