Dolphins in South Puget Sound

A gifter in Seattle sent me a news story telling of the appearance of long beak dolphins around Olympia, Washington, last year. Olympia is the state capital and is at the southern end of Puget Sound. Carol, Axel and I tossed three hundred towerbusters from the boat in Puget Sound south of Tacoma (we reached almost as far south as Olympia) last August and the dolphins evidently showed up shortly after that. The pod is still there [Image Can Not Be Found] and scientists are baffled because this species hasn’t been seen, much, north of Mexico. It reminds me of the time that the tropical rough tooth dolphins, who characteristically live away from land and avoid people, took up residence in polluted Haifa Bay (Israel) for awhile, six and a half years ago.

That was right after Carol and Linda were greeted by thousands of rough tooth dolphins off the coast of Costa Rica. Linda’s also psychic and they had quite a conversation with the very large leader of that pod, who came directly to them. Rough tooth dolphins often swim beautifully in sync, like you’ve seen in the old Esther Williams movies. Thousands of them were doing it, that time.

I hope Carol’s report on EW about that wasn’t destroyed by hackers but I don’t think there are many surviving reports, here, that were posted before July, 2007, which was right after one of the most effective NSA hacker assaults on this forum. I think it’s in my journal reports.

In late June, 2007, if memory serves, during that hack they even cut the fiber optic cable under the street that came from the Montreal server facility. I think that’s when Alejandro graciously offered to host the forum in Chile, which we felt was at least one more step removed from the US Government’s terrorist agencies. Right now, Capt. Azti is ably hosting EW right under the noses of the murderous CIA and NSA and their most recent assault failed, though he had to spend a sleepless night in the facility last winter (there’s also a big 108, there) doing damage control. A fire started when he was there. I want to be sure that our readers are aware of the sacrifices some have made to keep EW online. Posting about this stuff also discourages the corporate sewer rat agencies from trying the same tricks again, since all parasites have to operate under concealment.

As far as I know, dolphins haven’t been seen in South Puget Sound in a very long time and dolphins generally won’t be seen in areas where there are orcas. Orcas started showing up in South Puget Sound (around Tacoma), again, after the first round of serious gifting, about five years ago. I’d dropped a couple hundred TBs from ferries in the north and central Sound and Josh Clark tossed buckets full of TBs from a couple of bridges around Tacoma, then.

I looked at some photos of long beak dolphins and it may be that one of those came by the boat when Ben and I were dropping earthpipes on the east side of the submarine/underground navy base near Bremerton, last September. Ben saw that one but I was looking the other way and missed it.

When we did the August sortie the water was kind of nasty, which surprised me because I swam there in the summer of 1968 and the water was pristine. I suspect it’s pristine, again [Image Can Not Be Found]

Josh Clark is the first truck driver to flip the death towers, on the move along the highways, as far as we know. He’s done a lot of gifting around Southwest Washington, otherwise. He hiked to a lot of mountaintop arrays and if you’ve seen the pictures of that region, those mountains are kind of steep and tall [Image Can Not Be Found] . Stan Cayer did the same on much of Vancouver Island and British Columbia and he’s a very fit man, close to 80 years old. I opted to do the mountaintop death ray arrays in a comfortable sitting position, from above at a gentle speed but I admire the efforts of those two a lot.

Speaking of Etheric Air Corps, one of the more clandestine participants was recently greeted by one of the most beautiful Sylphs I’d ever seen–right in front of his plane and at a low altitude in an otherwise clear, blue sky. It was over an area which he’d gifted well.

Josh told me, a long time ago, that when he started flipping the tower weaponry along his route he noticed a troop formation beside the death tower at Madigan Hospital on the grounds of nearby Ft. Lewis, where I got my infantry training in 1969. My skill with the grenade launcher in those days came in handy when I started using a spudgun to place towerbusters in hard to reach spots so my experience in the ‘world’s largest fraternity’ wasn’t a complete waste. Interstate 5, the West Coast’s main north/south highway, passes through a corner of Ft Lewis, there. A long line of soldiers were searching for something on the ground and they were directed by a high ranking officer. Josh knows he was a field grade officer because of the ‘scrambled eggs’ on his hat bill. He felt confident that they weren’t going to find his towerbuster because they were on the wrong side of the fence [Image Can Not Be Found]

Josh kindly shared his hospitality with the three of us, right before the sortie but he wasn’t available to go with us. Carol helped him de-spook his house. We like to reciprocate. He had gone with Ryan McGinty and another gifter, seven years ago, to put earthpipes all around the perimeter of Ft. Lewis, much of which is underground, naturally, and heinous. We had some fun that day, including being mobbed on a Sunday morning by thinly-disguised and furious reptiles after we put some more earthpipes around the Ramtha $#!+hole, which borders Ft Lewis and probably connects to it underground. I wonder if any of those lizards speak with a fake Gypsy accent, like that sleazy channeler does [Image Can Not Be Found]

I talk about some of the old stuff from time to time because most of the newer folks haven’t encountered it. I think I covered most of all that in my journal reports. I’ve always featured the experiences of reputable others whenever possible so that the corporate operatives can’t ever successfully peg me as a cult poobah like those smooth (greasy) charismatic folks in their masonry/theosophy stable of fakers. Fortunately, I’m almost entirely lacking in charisma.

~Don