Crude oil is a magnificent and deadly perfume


Our first and second oil wells in Muskogee, OK, also contained light, sweet crude. It was a beautiful green and slightly transparent. Crude oil is a wonderful perfume for investors.

He had bought a fractional stake from the promoters. The robbers had sold more than 100% of the well and couldn’t afford to have all the part owners get together and want a piece, so they killed it by putting too much frac fluid in them and opening them to salt water.

The next one, with an honest developer, in Montgomery County, Kansas, produced 70 barrels of saltwater for a barrel of oil and natural gas. It was not commercially viable, the gas was too far from a pipeline. I took some samples of the white sand from 1200 feet down. It looked like sugar. It ended up spilling on my Betamax. It’s not good news.

While all this was going on, Dow Chemical wanted large amounts of saltwater from the wells for research. They kept drilling wells in West Kansas and all they could get was oil.

I spent many hours at the Wichita Kansas Well Log Library. Things that weren’t interesting then would be fine today (5 barrels per day $11.00 per person). I never found anything worth putting together a promo. Some of these well records date back to the 19th century and note the type, thickness, and depth of geologic zones.

Few things can match the satisfaction of sitting in the drill booth, freezing to death, and watching the rig go round and round. The reading would tell you how far down you were in the geologist would tell you how much further you had to go to get to the desired ones and that they were believed to contain oil.

Changing the bit was a painstaking process of pulling out several 40-foot lengths of drill pipe, unscrewing the tapered thread that attached it to the next pipe, and storing it until it came back down. Sometimes there were minor traces of oil on the bit, but those areas were too insignificant.

What a thrill it was when he injected water into the well and caused it to spew beautiful oil into the wells! The smell was magic. The first thing to do after verifying that you have a promising pay zone is to place the pipe, cement it, and then drill it into the pay zone.

The water and sand are then pumped down the well under high pressure and into the earth structure. This was the cause of the rocks separating and when they came back together with the removal of pressure, the sand would prevent them from closing completely and give a large collection area for the oil to seep.

Much more fun than playing in the casino, but usually just as rewarding. If you’re wondering what kind of girl that passing through yours and the rocks is carrying, she was invaded by Howard Hughes. It resembles three heavy-duty boot spurs that strike the rock as the bit rotates.

The smells aren’t all pink though, some oil wells can produce hydrogen sulfide gas, the gas that smells like rotten eggs. The scary part is that you won’t smell it if it’s strong enough to kill you. A pickup truck, headed for the pit, rolled to a stop downwind of the pit with the driver dead. The interstate going north from Houston had a pothole that had accumulated poisonous hydrogen sulfide, killing multiple people simply by driving north on the interstate. Scary, right?

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