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a brief guide to oceanside harbor

Monday, April 7th, 2014

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aquatics what?

Monday, April 1st, 2013

I’m a sucker for edgy architecture in a glossy magazine, and the new Oceanside Harbor Aquatics Center is destined to shine in one of them. I like the nouveau-brutalist look, fashionably exposed concrete contrasting with dark hardwood, surrounded by a plants-du-jour xeriscape.

What makes for a great photo op for the architects does not bring much value to Oceanside boaters however.

Astonishingly, the multi-million dollar “Aquatics Center,” occupying some of the last prime beachfront property in all of Southern California, is just a shell housing maintenance equipment. I did not believe it until I went and looked myself. It’s not difficult to see inside through the tropical inspired openings in the walls. It’s a shed only a bunch of funny boys could buy.

To be fair, the aquatics part of the project – a fenced enclosure – got an upgrade from a chain link fence to a fancy fence, which blocks the previously inviting view of the various outrigger club boats.

“Storage Center & Aquatics Corral”?

But enough of the panning. Check out some pics.

 

safdierabines.com/institutional/harbor-aquatics-center

marcieharris.com/portfolio/harbor-aquatics-center

kotwasphoto.blogspot.com/2013/03/Oceanside-Architectural

For a good rant on the subject head over to the neighbor’s blog.

For a good insight go here.

why?

Saturday, September 24th, 2011

we know who you are. we know where you are.

Friday, July 8th, 2011

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The trio of men in fine pressed uniforms came at dawn. Knocking on the hull with three sharp raps. He opened the hatch. He had no other choice. “You know why we’re here,” said the lead man. “I know,” said the man softly. “Can I please? One last time?” The man nodded in agreement and stepped into the open cockpit. The others surrounded the boat as he slowly lay down on the cushions. He took a breath and as the cushion gave, the man pulled his gun from its holster. The shot rang out across the harbor, but no one came outside to look. They knew what they would see. Blood and seawater ran together as he collapsed by the nav station. The two men who never spoke doused him and his boat in gasoline as the lead man lit a single match.

(Apologies to Ray Bradbury. Oh, never mind.)

poll: oceanside harbor fishing pier removal

Saturday, June 11th, 2011

a) Remove pier → save money! (Maintenance, law enforcement.)

b) Remove pier → add slips → profit! (Permanent dock, visitor anchorage, mooring string line.)

c) Keep pier → add vending kiosk with seating (ban “fishing”) → profit!

d) Any of the above sound great. Bring it on!

e) None of the above, but I have a better idea. (List one.)

f) I live in a van, and boaters must provide free amenities for me. If they can’t afford it, then slip fees are not high enough. Stop scaring away rich people with your ridiculously low rent!

g) I live in a van with my two kids, but I don’t loiter fish by the pier. I just like to plug in my coffee maker by the Coke machine.

h) I live in a pickup truck, and agree with the first van guy. When one of us scores a shower key for an ounce, it’s like Christmas for the entire colony.

i) I live in a station wagon, and support the guy in the pickup truck.

j) I live in a passenger car, and the woman with the poodle poodles in the station wagon is right.

k) I’m on a bicycle and live out of my back pack, and can’t compete with the pier denizens. Take them it down!

l) I’m on foot and live out of a trash bag, and I couldn’t care less about no stinkin pier. I just wanna say thanks for drinking so much beer and leaving the cans in them “recycle bins.”

m) I live in a house and I enjoy the free dumpsters for my toxic waste and large items, pier or no pier.

n) I’m a contractor and ditto.

o) I live in a trailer park so I feel right at home, taking in the free sights and the odd hop to a free loo. Peer?

p) I live on base and street-jog through the harbor.  I speed up by the pier a little.

q) I get bused in from a retirement home and I don’t remember you kids having a pier.

r) I get bused in from a group home for the disabled and I enjoy the free grass and benches. They don’t allow us anywhere near the pier so I don’t have an opinion. Want a hug?

s) I come with my painting class and we just paint your boats, not the pier.

t) I’m a romantic and enjoy a picnic on the grass by the boats. What? How many dogs? Ewww!

u) I live on my boat, but don’t tell anybody.

v) I’m a liveaboard and I’m telling.

w) I’m a tourist and what is this?

x) I’m a council member and I have no idea. (My sponsors slip in private marinas.)

y) I’m a harbor master and let me step in.

z) I’m a boater and I’m outta here!

vandalist double whammy harbor attack

Thursday, April 1st, 2010

The notoriously sneaky Banksy managed to brand many of the previously unobtrusive transformer enclosures with his signature vandalist treatment, under the watchful eye of the Harbor Police Department, Oceanside Police Department, Volunteer Force on the water and on land (yay, free fuel! let’s quietly float up to open boats and spy some mid-morning criminal activity! unless the sky is grey), 100 liveaboards, and countless sneakaboards, in broad daylight, unnoticed, unchallenged, unrecognized. Still reeling from the attack, Oceanside Harbor fell victim to his kin yet again, in the hands of fellow vandalist Christo, who managed to wrap a number of local vessel shelters, many with residents aboard, unable to defend their territory lest they be discovered by the Sneakaboard Police.

No way in hell to miss this one now! (Caution! Not for the seizure prone.)

Oh no, that boring grey box could be so pretty!?

Danger. High voltage art. Tickle my senses, but not too much.

Missed opportunity, or vandalist abstraction?

Hey hey hey hey hey! Whatcha tryinna pull there, pardner?

In your face, heathens!

Banksy, pensive.

Wrap it up, Christo! Some don’t take kindly to your kind in Oceanside Harbor!

Exquisite detailing betrays the giant’s work. Delight to behold from every angle.

Work in progress, or life imitating art?

Nice try, Wyland. Wrong time, wrong town. Punk it up or perish!

Double whammy twofer view! Wham bam my oh my! It’s free!

It’s a wrap. Christ-O at rest.

the mysteries of waiting lists

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

What’s up with that?