Life begins when you join the oil field.
But there was life before that.
JC has just about done everything in the name of adventure: Getting pulled over by the cops — and asked to leave town —several times!
Cornering unhappy bulls in Charters Towers, Queensland, Australia, recruited as a roughneck with no offshore experience, hired as a general dog’s body on his first drilling rig off the Indian Ocean catching light-lovin’ turtles, drilling RC Way in the Great Sandy Desert where the flies are so thick personnel are asked not to take a dump before meal times, for fear the flies will next land on your food, drinking bouts with rig pigs while Cyclone evaluations clock up time over Darwin and even encounters with giant Singapore rats, so large that dogs have had to be brought in.
From screw-ups because of piss ups to punch-ups because of pub brawls, JC is proud to confirm that despite massive containers sliding around the deck of a platform at night, and a container hanging off the sides of a rig, never a day was lost drilling…
“Now boasting massive experience on jack ups and semis, the only thing JC has left to do is man a drillship. Welcome to JC’s High Octane world of HEAVY FUEL!”
– Industry Coverage #821