VT Agency of Transportation HR Chief Joins Criterion

first_imgCriterion announces that Rick Carey has joined the company as a senior consultant. Carey will concentrate on management coaching, advising on policy and procedure and management training seminars for the public sector.Carey holds SPHR certification and brings to Criterion three decades of experience in Human Resources administration within Vermonts Agency of Transportation. He most recently served as the agencys Human Resources Chief. In that position he was responsible for a staff that served the HR needs of 1,300 employees and provided expertise in many areas of management and career coaching.I am thrilled to add Rick to our team, says Dianne Kenney, founder of Criterion. Those who have worked with him know that Rick has exceptional skills in leading, motivating and managing individuals, as well as the ability to drive business results with innovative processes and cost-effective solutions.Criterion is Vermonts only consulting firm dedicated primarily to serving public sector entities. They specialize in business coaching, human resources strategy and management education. For more information call 802-280-3061 or visit www.criterion.biz(link is external).###last_img read more

Riding the Tide on Low Country’s Awendaw Creek

first_imgStretching 3,000 miles from Massachusetts to Texas, the ICW is a linked series of channels, bays, and dredged canals. Through Low Country, it follows tidal rivers and inlets between the mainland and the barrier sea islands. Recalling my previous trip out to Cumberland, a thought occurred. The wooden boards on the walkway down the sandy bluff were warped and weather beaten. The floating dock was damaged, with one corner jutting skyward and the other underwater. A few reminders of recent hurricanes and that, in Low Country, first impressions can be misleading. My wife perked up curiously as we approached the waterway. Not much was happening on this sleepy Saturday in late February. A few fishing boats floated about. A single pelican soared across the channel. Some bored cormorants tried to look busy. We passed the waterfront campground of local paddling outfitter, Nature Adventures Outdoors. But their season was still a few weeks from starting and their floating dock rested on a mudflat.  I’d studied the tide charts and knew that within minutes, the tide would start falling. The current would reverse downstream, snaking through plains of golden cordgrass toward the Atlantic Ocean. In the meantime, we prepped our gear and waited for the shift. “Is that a dorsal fin?” “No way,” said my wife. Then, one day, a friend shocked me out of my coastal complacency by mentioning Cumberland Island National Seashore, five hours south in Georgia. After paddling, biking, and hiking around this amazing near-wilderness, I had a sudden realization: I hadn’t given Low Country enough of a chance. I began searching for other adventurous spots I must have missed. One of the first images that popped in my head was a sign on Highway 17 for Awendaw Creek Canoe Launch.  In the distance, I spotted a green navigation marker. Looking around, I didn’t see much evidence of a topnotch paddling destination. The creek channel was engorged with inky blackwater that moved sluggishly upstream from the peaking tide. It didn’t look particularly inviting for paddling in our intended direction, toward the Intracoastal Waterway.  It was a warm and sunny morning in early spring when we arrived at Awendaw Creek Canoe Launch, the type of day when better-known put-ins across the country would be swamped with paddlers. But we were the only two boaters in sight. Several times we passed beneath the Awendaw Passage Trail on the creek-left bank, which runs for about four miles between the canoe launch and Buck Hall Recreation Area, overlooking the Intracoastal Waterway. These islands are shell middens, built by Native Americans who piled oyster shells above the high tide level. Archaeologists are uncertain about the precise purposes for these platforms. They were probably created for a few reasons, including fishing, camping, religious ceremonies, oystering, and collecting refuse.center_img Odd, because the Intracoastal Waterway itself was completely hidden from view. When a tugboat passed by, it looked more like a tractor plowing through tallgrass. From my paddleboard, I saw two shapes moving through the water in front of the Buck Hall dock. Two bottlenose dolphins were swimming directly toward us, their fins rising every twenty feet. Approaching within 20 feet, they circled playfully around us for a while, before continuing their way south. “Maybe we’ll see dolphins today?” To say I never imagined paddling in a place called Low Country would be a major understatement. For a dozen years, I was mostly a whitewater paddler who did occasional flatwater trips with friends. Then my wife and I relocated to a college town near Myrtle Beach. Surrounded by swamps and a lack of topography lines, I wasn’t particularly pleased with the move.  As we continued downstream, the current quickened and the water level within the creek channel dropped. This revealed cordgrass roots, mud banks, and eventually tidal flats covered by oyster reefs. A few slightly elevated islands of hardwood trees rose up from the marsh grasses. Sure enough, during our first hour on the falling tide we moved lazily downstream through sweeping meanders between pine forest. Bald eagles perched and herons circled. Fish jumped. I paddleboarded into a narrow side channel before thinking about gators and hustling back out. I quickly identified what I thought were the main outdoor opportunities in the area. A few short hiking trails through what I called the wildlife refuge of lowered expectations. A flatwater section on the Waccamaw River where the excitement came from dodging speedboat wakes. A local dunes trail for mountain biking. And a 5-mile loop through suburban neighborhoods where I could road cycle laps until my brain numbed enough to forget where I lived. Every chance I got, I’d hit the road heading uphill. So here we were. When we began paddling at 10 a.m., the current was moving slowly downstream. Being new to the area, I’d spent some time learning about tides on the Southeast Coast. There are four tides every day, two highs and two lows, with a typical range of about four to five feet around South Carolina’s Low Country. Each rising or falling tide lasts six hours, and the bulk of the water moves through during the middle third of a changing tide, when the current is fastest in either direction. After lunch at Buck Hall, while waiting for the current to switch, we paddled back to our vehicle on the rising tide. We’d found a great new Low Country paddling adventure. And two weeks later, we were back.last_img read more

“Libertad” Frigate Crew Arrives in Argentina; Ship Impounded in Ghana

first_img A total of 280 sailors from the Argentine Navy training vessel Libertad, that was impounded in Ghana due to a lawsuit filed by a hedge fund, arrived in Buenos Aires’s Ezeiza International Airport on board a charter flight on October 25, reported AFP. The Argentine Navy frigate crew, retained at a port near Accra since October 2, arrived on an Air France special flight at the airport, where the Sailors were received by their families with a warm round of applause. Most of the Argentine crew arrived on the flight, together with their counterparts from Chile, Paraguay, Brazil, Ecuador, and Venezuela, the guests who participated in the training tour, a Navy spokesman told AFP. While conducting its annual training tour, the ship was impounded by a Ghanaian court order issued by a judge that accepted a legal claim from a hedge fund on Argentina’s defaulted sovereign bonds, which had gone into default by about 1 billion dollars in 2001. “The happiness of this reunion is mixed with sadness, because the ship is something that I feel is mine. This was my third trip. I didn’t want to leave the boat, but the commander assigned others to stay onboard,” Martín Tejera told AFP as he stepped off the plane and hugged his four children, the youngest being born two months ago when he was in open waters. The remaining crew stayed on board the Libertad in order to guarantee the maintenance of the ship at the Port of Tema , consists of its captain and 44 crew members,. The lawsuit that provoked the seizure was filed over 370 million dollars by the holding company NML Capital, headquartered in the Cayman Islands, after refusing to accept a debt restructuring with important cutbacks that Argentina offered between 2005 and 2010, for 93% of its debt in default. This incident generated internal controversy in the Argentine government, which caused Admiral Carlos Alberto Paz, Chief of Navy Intelligence, to resign after the government penalized two officers. The frigate’s training tour had scheduled several stops in Latin America, Europe, and Africa, while in 2011 it only docked in regional ports, to avoid seizure attempts by creditor hedge funds. By Dialogo October 26, 2012last_img read more