About twenty years ago, the landscape in north central
Oregon began to be decorated with windmills. Not the traditional type of
windmill that you see at an old farm but giant industrial windmills with
turbines around 100 feet in length. These windmills were supposed to be the new
age of electricity production, replacing the “outdated” methods of generating
electricity: hydroelectric dams, coal plants, and nuclear facilities.
At the time, I was rather unimpressed. They looked kind of ugly
and with as many as they were putting up, you couldn’t look any direction
without seeing several of them detracting from the majestic scenery Oregon is
known for. Back then, I read an article, which stated that such windmills were
nothing more than a feelgood attempt to cajole people’s ecological tendencies. The
highly visible eyesores drove home the point that our generation was being more
responsible by going with clean energy.
But, with the cost of production, transportation, installation,
and routine maintenance, (not to mention the amount paid to the landowner) it
could take approximately twenty-five years for a windmill to break even.
Trouble is, the life expectancy of the windmill is also about twenty-five
years. So, the entire effort is a wash, and that’s a best-case scenario.
There are other inherent problems as well: sometimes it’s
too windy to operate the windmills, they do not produce enough to power—unless
you have a hundred or so of them running, which is why we have more windmills
than trees, and since that type of electricity can’t be stored, the windmills
do not operate on a continuous basis—only when the power they generate can be immediately
used.
They do have one redeeming feature, namely, as previously
mentioned, landowners are paid very well to host the windmill. So, people in
the area, as long as they are landowners, have done fairly well since the big
white monsters have taken over. And of course, that has translated to a boost
to the local economy. As a result, most people have a favorable view of the
windmills, or at least not a drastic negative view. However, that may change
soon.
The other day, we had a fire that began along the road to my
job. That’s nothing new; we have fires a lot. But this particular fire, which
burned out a mile and a half of railroad tracks, including a couple of trestle
bridges, was caused by, you guessed it, a windmill.
According to eyewitness accounts, a windmill began to spark,
and then started throwing a shower of fiery sparks. These descended to the
ground where the dried weeds were waiting to catch fire. Thankfully, the fire
was extinguished with nothing besides the railroad property being lost.
While the railroad is already busy repairing the rail line,
and trains should only be down a few days, the bigger issue that people are
starting to realize is, we have thousands of these windmills, all aged roughly
the same, which now apparently seem to pose a fire hazard—in a very dry
climate. That’s not a good combination.
Okay, I know this post missing my usual lighthearted
humor with a slight twist of irony. Let me try to remedy that. Although I hate
to revel in anyone's misery, there is a certain satisfaction derived from the
recent events. See, normally, in the course of my job, I can expect to wait on
a train once or twice a day—sometimes ten minutes, sometimes half an hour or
more. They pull back and forth, changing cars, sometimes stopping only a few
feet from clearing the crossing, then going the other way before again stopping
a few feet short—all with no regard for traffic. It's very annoying, especially
when they could go a few more feet, and sometimes literally inches, to let
traffic pass while they are hooking or unhooking. It wouldn’t even cost them
any more time. So, as I said, although I hate to revel in anyone's misery, and
although I’ve always held the view that the windmills were a rather
useless endeavor, I haven't had to wait on a train for a few
days! ~
Bruce
A. Borders is the author of more than a dozen books, including: Inside Room 913, Over My Dead Body, The Journey,
Miscarriage Of Justice, The Lana Denae Mysteries, and The Wynn Garrett Series. Available in ebook at www.amazon.com/Bruce-A.-Borders/e/B006SOLWQS
and
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