Where the Time Patrol Ended Up This Particular Day 1972: Bigfoot, ALIVE!

Black Tuesday finalExcerpt from Time Patrol: Black Tuesday

Andes Mountains, Argentina, 1972. 29 October– where Moms has to make sure some of the Andes plane crash survivors, actually survice.

Moms had done a lot of hunting in her time, but she’d never seen a track like this. Large, over six inches wide by sixteen inches long. Almost human shaped, but different. “What made that? What did we shoot?” Moms asked.

“A monster,” Correa said. “We did not kill it, as you could tell. It has gone off to nurse its wounds. It has had many names, in many lands. Yeti in the Himalayas. Abominable Snowman. Sasquatch. Bigfoot. Ts’emekwes among the Native Americans of the Pacific Northwest. Here in the Amazon and Andes it has been called Mono Grande, or Large Monkey.” He shrugged. “I prefer Yeti. Much simpler.” He slid the FN FAL rifle onto his shoulder. He coughed, hard, for several moments, turning partly away from Moms and bending over.

“Are you all right?”

“A touch of the flu,” Correa said, straightening up. “Nothing to worry about.”

bigfoot-faceMoms didn’t care for the cold. Early in her career she’d served in a special ops unit that was oriented toward Winter Warfare training. That meant she was prepared, which was both a good thing and a bad thing. It was good that she knew what she was doing here at 13,000 feet in the Andes in the middle of the fall.

It was bad in that she’d learn to hate being cold.

It is 1972. According to Coordinated Universal Time (UTC), this is the longest year ever, with two leap seconds added. The Nightstalkers close a Rift near Hoover Dam. Nick Ut takes his Pulitzer Prize winning photo of a naked 9-year-old Vietnamese girl running after being bombed by napalm. A Japanese soldier is discovered hiding on Guam, 28 years after the end of World War II. A Serbian flight attendant survives a fall of 33,000 feet in the tail section of a plane that explodes mid-flight. The Godfather is released. Nixon orders Haiphong Harbor mined. Watergate. Atari releases Pong. The last manned moon mission, Apollo 17, is launched. We’ve never been back.

Some things change; some don’t.

Her mission had just begun, and already Moms had battled a creature of legend.

Nothing but good times ahead.

Not.

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Where the Time Patrol Ended Up This Particular Day: London 1618, Sir Walter Raleigh

Excerpt from Time Patrol: Black Tuesday

London, England, 1618. 29 October– Sir Walter Raleigh is executed. Or is he?

Mac shivered as much from the night air as the pronouncement of the pending execution.

The Lord Chief Justice took a step forward. “Sir Walter Raleigh, you must remember yourself; you had an honorable trial, and so were justly convicted; and it were wisdom in you now to submit yourself.

OTD-October-29---Sir-Walter-Raleigh-jpg“I pray you attend what I shall say unto you. I am here called to grant execution upon the judgment given you fifteen years since; all which time you have been as a dead man in the law, and might at any minute have been cut off, but the King in mercy spared you. You might think it heavy if this were done in cold blood, to call you to execution; but it is not so; for new offenses have stirred up His Majesty’s justice, to remember to revive what the law had formerly cast upon you. I know you have been valiant and wise, and I doubt not but you retain both these virtues, for now you shall have occasion to use them. Your Faith has heretofore been questioned, but I am resolved you are a good Christian, for your book, which is an admirable work, does testify as much. I would give you counsel, but I know you can apply unto yourself far better than I am able to give you.”

Raleigh’s head drooped down, the messy hair falling over his face and mostly hiding it. But Mac caught the hint of a smile on Raleigh’s face through the hair.

The Lord Chief Justice continued. “Fear not death too much, nor fear death too little; not too much, lest you fail in your hopes; not too little, lest you die presumptuously. And here I must conclude with my prayers to God for it, and that he would have mercy on your soul.” He paused, and then announced: “Execution is granted and will be carried later today.”

As the guards stepped up next to Raleigh to escort him away, he lifted his head and looked at the man next to Mac. “Will you be present at the show later this morning, Lord Beeston?”

“I hope so,” Beeston said. “If I can find a place in the crowd.”

Raleigh smiled. “I do not know what you may do for a place. You must make what shift you can. But for my part, I am sure of having a place.”

The guy had guts, Mac had to grant him that

And with that, Raleigh was hustled away.

Beeston edged close by Mac’s side and spoke in a low voice. “You are here to help save him. Say the word is yes. I will lend my sword to yours, as will those who have gathered. Surely history cannot allow such a man to suffer this fate. It is not in the prophecy.”

It was also not stated as a question to Mac.

Mac looked at the old man, well dressed for the time period, sporting a wig that didn’t quite hide his baldness. He had a wicked rapier scar slashing across his left cheek, a piece of nose missing and a gash ending above the right side of his mouth. The wound had not healed well. And his eyes glittered, in which Mac recognized the confidence of a fellow warrior.

Nope, Mac thought, I’m not here to save him.

It is 1618. The Thirty Years’ War, one of the longest and most destructive conflicts in European History, begins when two Catholic Lord Regents are thrown out of a window in Prague; they land unharmed. Pluto reaches its aphelion, coming closest to the sun, and will not do so again until 1866 and then 2113. Kepler discovers harmonics law. The Treaty of Deulino ends the Polish-Muscovite War, until it resumes fourteen years later.

Some things change; some don’t.

But then the question Mac pondered was: Why was he here?

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Where the Time Patrol Ended Up This Particular Day: 1969, Free Love, Birth of the Internet & More

Black Tuesday finalExcerpted from:  Time Patrol: Black Tuesday

Los Angeles, California, 1969. 29 October– The First Internet message is sent.

036_john_sebastianShifting her focus, Scout caught her reflection in the mirror and grimaced. Her hair was brown, very brown, with no colored streaks, because the hair streaking business was still in the future. She had a part in the middle. Most unattractive and nondescript. But one did have to fit in. Her thin little peasant top revealed she was braless, but her breasts were small, so no issue there.

So. She was a feminist. Victoria’s Secret was still a few decades down the road too and maybe braless was the way to go until someone thought up a pretty bra. She checked the waistband of her low riding jeans and sighed. Yep. Cotton bikini panties. Gross, but thongs were as far off as pretty bras. And thus is the place of underwear in history, she thought.

The sacrifices she made for her duty.

ARPANETIt is 1969. The first man walks on the moon. Joe Namath leads the Jets to a shocking Super Bowl win. The first Led Zeppelin album is released. Faced with pressing needs from the Vietnam War, the first draft lottery since World War II is held. Nixon becomes president. A teenager in St. Louis dies of an undiagnosed disease and it would be 15 years before it’s realized he was the first confirmed death from AIDS in the United States. The Beatles are photographed crossing Abbey Road. Scooby-Doo airs for the first time. And Monty Python’s Flying Circus. Fourteen men, 9 of them Jews, are executed in Baghdad for spying for Israel. Woodstock.

Some things change; some don’t.

As she went toward the door of the small room, it also occurred to Scout that this was the era of free love, which Scout doubted was ever free.

But still. She was only here for a day and then she would be gone.

Scout had a strange feeling. It took her a moment to recognize it: excitement. This could be interesting.

She was sure her mother wouldn’t approve of the feeling or the thought.

(Scout’s mission is to ensure the very first Internet message is sent on 29 October 1969)

 

15 Years Ago Today: The Kursk Sinks

MaritimeDisastersQuote: “It’s dark here to write, but I’ll try by touch. It seems like there are no chances, 10%-20%. Let’s hope that at least someone will read this. Hello to everyone. There is no need to despair.” Captain Lieutenant Dmitri Kolesnikov, commander 7th Compartment (turbine room) Russian submarine Kursk.

From Great Maritime Disaster and Why They Happened.

THE FACTS  On 12 August 2000, the Kursk was taking part in Russian naval exercises in the Barents Sea. When it prepared to fire a dummy torpedo, there was an explosion. Two minutes and fourteen seconds later, there was a second, much larger explosion. After much confusion, lack of communication, and failed rescue attempts, it was finally determined the Kursk had gone down with all hands.

December 1994: The Kursk is commissioned as the largest attack submarine in the world.

Summer 1999: The Kursk conducts its only long-term (6 month) deployment to the Mediterranean to monitor the US Sixth Fleet responding the crisis in Kosovo.

10 August 2000: Kursk joins Summer-X fleet exercises, the first large scale naval exercises by the Russian fleet in over ten years.

12 August 2000; 11:28 am: An explosion is registered as the Kursk prepares to fire a dummy torpedo during the exercise.

135 seconds later: a second, much greater explosion is registered.

12 August 2000; 6:00 pm: The Kursk misses a scheduled transmission.

13 August 2000; 4:50 am: A Russian vessel discovers an anomaly on the bottom.

9 October 2001: Most of the Kursk is salvaged.

The six cascade events that led up to the seventh, and final, catastrophe:

1. The Russian Fleet was in poor condition and the crew inadequately trained.

2. First Explosion. On the morning of 12 August, the Kursk prepared to fire dummy torpedoes at a battle cruiser as part of the exercise.

3. Second Explosion.  It’s possible the Kursk might have survived the first explosion. It still had watertight compartments and power, although it had settled to the ocean bottom since no one in the command section was active. But two minutes and fourteen seconds after the first explosion, the heat caused five to seven other torpedoes to explode.

4. Too long to recognize there was a problem.

5. Rescue gear was inadequate.

6. A cover up hampered rescue and salvage operations and also obscured lessons learned from the death of the sailors.

And yes, I have heard that the sinking was actually a collision with the USS Memphis.  Maybe– who knows what really happened in those dark water?

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