Progress

Okay, welcome back. I want to post when something significant happens, or funny, or memorable. The truth is that it seems a bit like ground hog day here. All is well though.

We are moving, but at the moment we are only moving to Mustang Ranch, aka PB Jedi. Rakasaan 6 visited the ranch last week and more or less declared that we will remain there. The boss likes to talk about momentum, which the IA seem to have harnessed. After showing them where the wood was they have learned to build (teach a man to fish... yada yada).

We don't take the credit for the momentum that the IA are on. The Iraqi Army IG visited today and were given a briefing by a well prepared Col Maraud. Apparently we don't know all about our IA counterparts.

The IA did invite us to go on a "raid" tomorrow for a suspected weapons cache. We won't be joining them which is probably for the best. The more that the IA do on their own without us the better.

PBJ is going well. Some of us are looking forward to moving out there and being on our own. There is a large sense of ownership with it. I'm personally looking forward to all the work that is to be done.

Over the last few days we had quite a few CHU's brought in. We have yet to install electricity and all of our amenities. Unfortunately we will be using wag-bags. Once again, a wag bag is a disposable container for #2. Hopefully the smoke from our burn pit will never blow our way.

Yes, I am CHU surfing in the photo above. Not safe, I know, but fun none-the-less. The top photo is of the IA's shopette. In the other photo I am pulling a semi with a flat bed out of the gravel with my handy dandy 4x4.

Nothing much exciting to report. I miss my family terribly as we all do, but the time is flying by. I'll try to post on a weekly basis in the future...

Hold down the home front...