Today started like most other days that I have been on survey... Drive to the field... Set up... Shoot in... Shoot out...
L1T23 was filled with artifacts and pottery down two arms but was sparce down the others meaning we got most of it shot out before second breakfast.
After second breakfast however we were in for a little suprise.
Enter Lizzy :3
Lizzy is a desert dwelling Lizzard.
And he was the cutest thing I have ever, ever seen :3
Apart from maybe snakey.
Either way.
So cute.
Now Lizzy was no normal lizard.
He was crazy.
Magnoona as they say here.
He was pretty incistant that he was to live inside my jacket.
Or underneath the total station boxes.
Or in Karls bag.
None of these are good places for a lizard.
We managed to chase him into a hat and deposit him off in the desert.
But he was a clever one.
He came back.
We return from shooting out the rest of the transect and I almost wet myself when Lizzy shoots out from under the total station past my foot and into my jacket again.
Goddam Lizzy.
This is no place for you.
Finally we remove him from the general clothing and box area.
Suddenly a spider appears.
Lizzy is hungry.
We chase the spider towards our lizzard friend.
Lizzy obliges.
No more spider :3
This morning the moon was still out :3
And also there were really pretty cloud formations
Lizzy the lizzard!
Anywhoo. Lizard excitement over for the day we press on and pack down the total station to move transects.
All of a sudden :O
Our guard rushes over and is like OH GOD NO NO NO NO NO YOU CANT GO THERE
We are like wut.
Its a desert. wut.
After abit of a debarkle it was found that we had stumbled into the military exclusion zone.
The really really low flying chinook suddenly made sence.
We regretted waving at it.
Our guard is still abit panicky and is telling us to get out now.
In true Simon fashion he replies: Whats the worst that can happen?
Our thoughts turn to the mounted guns, artillary shelling, F16s and abrhams tanks we know are in extremely close proximity.
We try not to think about what is the worse that could happen.
Luckily we manage to shoot out the rest of the transect with no dramas and moved on quickly.
Simon and Bex went on to scope it out and us kids stayed back at the truck to sort nails and tidy.
20 minutes later we get the call to move.
I got the call to drive the truck down.
So this is the first time I have driven on the wrong side of the road.
And its in the desert.
And its the wrong side of the road.
And the wrong side of the rover.
Everything was wrong.
The policeman who escorts us was obviously not used to women driving as he looks at me points and says you? and makes driving noises.
Im like iowa! (yes)
And he starts making prayers and then laughs at me.
So I ask him: Do you not trust me?
And he says: La! La! La! La! La! (translation: no no no no no no no no no)
It was time to yallah so we started off and drove across the desert.
Despite everything feeling horribly horribly wrong it all went smoothly and we made it to the end in one piece (much to the guards suprise)
We get to the end and the guard feins suprise whilst I say various things like iowa! malish! (yes, its ok! no problem!) and he just shakes his head.
We continue for the day with another artifact heavy transect.
This density at this lower elevation from the epi-paleolithic was pretty suprising so some analysis back at base will be done to figure out this little conundrum.
Anywho.
Go to leave.
Stuck.
No movey.
No automobile.
Sand-bogged down.
Definitley NOT my fault :P
After awhile all 11 of us pile out of the van and push it up onto the roadway once more and trundle on our way.
No harm done.
The small brown smudge is a chinook. I wasnt brave enough to take photos when they were close :S
Back at base now, feeling good to be back.
Today was pretty intense.
Coming down off the adrenaline from the military zone is a thing thats happening now and sleepyness is getting more and more.
L8rz nerds.
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