Updating a previous post.
I
track the Westberg oil field here.
While updating it tonight, I was reminded of three recent Whiting wells.
The IPs for these three wells were reported back in July, 2013. Tonight we follow up with their production for the first 10 months, not even a full year yet (for newbies, I consider a high-cost Bakken well to have paid for itself when it hits 100,000 barrels cumulative):
- 22388, 4,956, Whiting, Skaar Federal 41-3-3H, 30 states; 3 million pounds; t6/13; cum 251K 5/14;
- 22387, 4,460, Whiting, Skaar Federal 41-3-2H, 30 stages; 3 million pounds; t6/13; cum 209K 5/14; as of 5/15 still producing nearly 9,000 bbls of oil per month
- 22386, 4,456, Whiting, Skaar Federal 41-3-1H, t6/13; cum 220K 5/14; in April, 2014, almost a year after this well was drilled, it was still producing 13,000 bbls per month
For newbies, the shorthand says that the first well above produced
185,000 bbls of oil through the end of May, 2014; the second well,
produced almost 209,000 bbls of oil in the first ten months; and the
third well produced about 220,000 bbls in the same time period.
Quite incredible to say the least.
Screen shot of where this 3-well pad sits:
Whiting's record-setting Tarpon Federal (#20589) well is just about a mile to the east of the Skaar Federal wells. Recently, in the daily activity reports, there have been a number of permits for Sand Creek oil field; note the location of Sand Creek relative to the highly prolific Banks, Twin Valley, and Westberg field.
As high as the IPs are for the Skaar wells, they are not records. One can see the record IPs at the
FAQs page. Interestingly enough, the Westberg has had record IPs, but is competing with the Banks oil field for that honor.
The total production of these wells compare nicely with recently
completed EOG wells. Whiting is using a new completion technique. These
wells were only 30 stages with 3 million pounds of proppant (mostly
sand, some ceramic) compared with 50+ stages and 10 million pounds of
sand for the comparable EOG wells over in the Parshall oil field.
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Fifty Shades of Grey
My review of
Delacroix's Journal over at Amazon:
Fifty shade of grey ..
... and he jumps into "fifty shades of grey" within the first few pages
of his diary -- noting that his new girlfriend's "breast is fluttering."
This is really quite a sensational little diary; it is incredible it was not lost, that it was saved.
I used to think Monet was the most important Impressionist; I wonder if it was not Delacroix.
As
far as the "thin pages, tiny font," this makes the book particularly
unique and a huge plus. I almost feel like I am holding a "holy book"
while reading it. I have no problem reading it; the reader who mentioned
that the type showed through must have been reading under a very strong
light and very much uninterested in Delacroix.
Delacroix was as
much a writer as a painter -- anyone interested in the Romanticism
period should take take a look at this book. It also explains why
Delacroix is noted for his "Arab" paintings.
Easily 5 stars.
We're getting ready to go to breakfast or brunch down on Portuguese Bend. I remember some of the most remarkable breakfasts I had some years ago while stationed in England. On Sunday mornings, I would run (literally run) down the hill to the local village store, buy fresh bread, fresh ham, eggs, and pick up both
The (London) Telegraph and
The (London) Mail. I came back home, cooked a great breakfast, and spent a couple of hours reading two great newspapers, before taking a long walk through the Yorkshire countryside. Yes, afternoon tea, later.
Playing this very softly can put one to sleep at night, but playing it loudly in the morning brings back some wonderful memories. I still think Leonard Cohen is one of the best "modern" lyricists/poets.
I Can't Forget, Leonard Cohen
Perhaps this is why I'm thinking of poets this morning. Don sent me the link to a story in today's
Dickinson Press:
If you give DW Groethe a subject, he can give you a poem and a song.
It might be about cowboys, true love or the oil boom.
“Words, once they get inside your head, they end up creating a whole
new world,” Groethe said. “They’re just wonderful to work with. It’s
innate.”
He was just a boy when North Dakota saw its first oil
boom in the 1950s. The parents of his two best friends worked in the
oilfield.
The Williston native was working on a fine arts degree
in theater at the University of North Dakota when the second boom hit.
He remembers “a lot of fun and a lot of people.”
From Groethe’s home across the line in Bainville, Mont., this boom is “massive.”
“It’s beyond belief. I run across a lot of ranch kids building a stake for themselves (in the oilfields),” he said.
A close friend introduced me to DW Groethe and to Chuck Suchy, another cowboy poet.
Regular readers are aware of another North Dakota lyricist and poet: Jessie Veeder.
Her blog is linked at the sidebar at the right.
Her post today is very much worthwhile reading.
Unfortunately I can't find a short video of DW Groethe but for those unfamiliar with cowboy poetry:
Purt Near, Randy Rieman
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Two Excerpts From Delacroix's Journal
First, a bit more "fifty shades of grey" when he talks about / thinks about painting his new girlfriend in the nude:
I can't prevent myself from blushing, and in other ways too, I've not enough self-control. I'm always thinking about the model's discomfort. I don't observe, closely enough before beginning to paint.
I will leave it to the reader to figure out what self-control is lacking / is visible in a 24-year-old male painting a female nude.
Second, an excerpt on his thoughts about God, the same that probably concern many sentient beings:
I have just caught a glimpse of [the constellation] Orion shining amid black and storm-swept clouds. At first I thought of my own insignificance compared with these worlds hanging in space. Then I thought of justice and friendship of the divine emotions graven on the heart of man, and I no longer felt anything to be great in the universe, save man and his creator. I have been impressed by this idea. Can it be possible that He does not exist? But could a mere chance combination of the elements have creatd the virtues reflections of an unknown grandeur! If the universe had been produced by chance, what would conscience mean, or remorse, or devotion? O! If only, with all the strength of your being, you could believe in that God who invented duty, all your doubts and hesitations would be resolved. For why not admit it? It is always questions of this life, fears for it or for your comfort, that distrub your fleeting days -- days that would slip by peacefully enough, if at the end of your journey you saw your Heavenly Father waiting to receive you! -- Delacroix, Saturday, October 12, 1822
