Bunny and quail in the yard this morning. The quail were herding the bunny.
This just out on the cicada hatching.
This is why I will vote for Biden despite his support of Netanyahu and his cronies.
Bunny and quail in the yard this morning. The quail were herding the bunny.
We drove I15 to I90. We think we're not crazy about I90 through the Bitterroot Mountains. It rained a lot, clouds were stuck on the trees, it reminded us a great deal of driving over the Cascades from the west side and descending into the terrible weather that is so often in Seattle. Anyway, there's a lot of up down and twisty roads. So, maybe something else will be better. The fundamental problem here is that there is no good way to get from Tucson to here. Because of the terrain, like the Grand Canyon, all routes are not a straight shot. Wah, call me a wahmbulance.
The other issue is that we're old now. Various and sundry body parts are not enjoying being in a car for hours at a whack. We think about shorter days, but that is another hotel bill and three more meals out. Yes, I know, first world problems.
It did rain a bunch, but earlier in the drive it was not bad. In the agricultural areas, there was the burning of the fields. Being of the city, I have no idea why this is done.
This place is something else. They have bill boards up for miles, advertising 50,000 Silver $. There is a huge "gift" store full of worthless crap from China, a bar, a restaurant, RV parking and a motel. Most importantly there are restrooms. We ate lunch there in the parking lot standing up and walking around some to get the feeling back in our extremities.
It's funny being back, we can't remember where stuff goes in the bathroom and kitchen cabinets. It will probably take awhile for that to be sorted out. When we left Tucson I photographed all of the shelves, drawers and cabinets so I will not have to reinvent the wheel upon our return. I think I'll do that here before we go.
We have weeds growing in the lava rock areas. Some will have to be pulled by hand, they're too big to spray and leave on the ground. "Gardening" season, other wise known as killing weeds, has begun.
Today was a faster drive than yesterday, being all freeway. Probably we could have gone farther, but there wasn't a stopping point that was just right in terms of distance.
Butte is an old mining town, enormous amounts of copper were extracted from the ground. Three rail lines came into town to haul it all away. We were here briefly in 2003, but ran away because it was supposed to snow. That post is here. Butte is now a poor city. They're trying to attract tourists, but apart from the possible disaster that is the Berkeley pit, there's just not that much to do and see. There are, however, sprucing up efforts going on.
This is a mine head frame, from when mining was done underground. They hoist machines, material and people. There are several scattered in the area. In 1955 underground mining ceased and they started strip mining. The smears are from the dead bugs on the windshield.
We're at the Ogden Holiday Inn Express and Suites. It's very old, and it shows. We're back in the days of really bad lighting. We would never come back here, we actively hate this hotel.
The drive on red roads was not too bad. Between Kanab and the turn off for Bryce Canyon there was a fair amount of RV traffic. Forward progress was slowed. We hit Salt Lake City about 4:00, and traffic was horrible. We may re-think this route because of SLC.
We are in Page, at a Home2 Suites by Hilton. It's a nice hotel, except there is too much scent in the rooms. It is beyond me why everything has to be covered in some smell not found in nature. It's making my eyes burn a little.
The route was to Flagstaff, then off on 89, which is a red road. There are passing lanes. There is a 25 mile stretch through the Navajo reservation which is signed as "rough road" and they are not kidding. However, the scenery more than makes up for it.
First I would like to address breakfast we got at McDonalds. Two egg McMuffins and one medium cappucino for $20. Twenty dollars!!! When did this happen? I guess we should have asked for the senior discount.
Here is some scenery.
I took this out of the window on the fourth floor of the hotel. It's not a great picture, the sun is in the wrong place. That's the Glen Canyon dam, which created Lake Powell. It's a hydro-electric dam, it powers much of the south west.
So, one day down, three to go.
Update to post: Here is the dam in the morning sun.
It really is always something. We're leaving tomorrow morning. Currently it's 95F (35C). The air conditioning is down for major servicing. It started out as being a new thermostat, but evolved into a new capacitor, installation of a surge protector, and washing out of years of dirt from the system. It's really hot in here. So, there's that.
Once again we are reminded that we are constitutionally unable to travel light. We were up early to finish packing and putting it in the car. It barely fit. We lost sight of the fact that two boxes came down in the trailer. Now they're in the car. We ended up with two garbage bags instead of the 5 or 6 we had coming down here. We brought too many clothes. Duh! In our defense it was freezing last winter, we wore all of the bulky warm jackets and the warm waterproof boots. This year we did not. Since winter is always a crap shoot, I guess we'll transporting it all again when we come back down.
We also failed a little on eating down the food stocks. The non-perishables went to the food bank. Note to self, do better menu planning towards the end.
For future reference, this is how we got the bikes in the Arizona room. The shed is now full of an eight foot ladder and the grill. Plus, we wanted them off their tires, because it's hard on the side walls.
Tomorrow we are up and out for Page, AZ, home of Lake Powell.
Here is a cactus photo for you.
After we bought the park model, I had the idea that if Jim died before me, I could go live in the park model. My interest in running a snow blower, or driving in snow is exactly zero. Yesterday and today have disabused me of that notion. Yesterday was brutal, in the 90's. The R value of 1 park model is hot, even with the air on. So no, there will be no full time residency in the shoe box.
We were up and out early for the last bike ride of the season. Today the Tucson Clean and Green people were out doing river bed cleanup. It's full of trash. I'm not sure if it's from the homeless camps, or if it gets washed down the flood control channels. Or maybe it's both, but there is a lot of it. These are good people to be out doing this.
The route from 89 to I15 is on UT20. From the internet we learn the following.
SR-20 begins at I-15, Exit 95, 14 miles (23 km) north of Paragonah, and heads east and southeast through a pass between the Markagunt Plateau and the Tushar Mountains. It ends at an intersection with US-89 at Bear Valley Junction. Trucks are routed from I-15 and US-89 onto SR-20 in preference to SR-9 and SR-14 to avoid steep grades and switchbacks required to cross the Markagunt Plateau. Because of this, SR-20 is included in the National Highway System.[3] SR-20 itself is a difficult route, featuring 7% grades on the approaches to the 7,910-foot (2,410 m) summit, and oversize vehicles are required to have a pilot escort.[1][4]
This should be interesting, if nothing else.
The wretched speaker of the House finally brought the Ukraine funding fill to a vote, which passed. Munitions will be flowing very quickly after it's signed, because much is in warehouses on the continent. This should have been done in February. Johnson said that they'd gotten to it as quickly as they could, but they had been busy. Yes, busy defeating the bipartisan border bill because the Orange Menace told them to, busy writing bills to protect our appliances, and busy drafting motions to vacate the speaker.
Trump remains in the court room, complaining bitterly of the cold. Why doesn't he wear a sweater vest under that jacket if he's cold. He's also sleeping. Yesterday it came out that as he's nodding off, he's also farting - a lot. Ewwwwwwwww. As you no doubt recall, Jenna Ellis got Covid from sitting next to Giuliani when he was doing the same thing. Apparently orange is not happy with the art that's being generated about him.
I saw the pulmonologist yesterdy. I like him, I would go back there. Actually I will be seeing him once a year. His judgement on the CT scan was "the CT doesn't look bad." There are two linear scars, they're small. His theory is they're from when I had pneumonia. There are also two or three "tree in bud" scars (I think they're scars) but they're tiny. Everything is tiny. There are a few tiny nodules, just for good measure. A vast swath of my lungs are clear. So, he wants to scan once a year and see if anything is changing.
What, you wonder, is a tree in bud, in this context. It's a small scar that looks like a tree branch with buds on it.
There are no lung consolidations. So, I'm not dying immediately.
We were up and out early this morning to ride, before it got hot. We're in the 90's now. This is a pano that google made for me. The concrete sides of the flood control channel that feeds the Santa Cruz river have fallen off the bank. They did not use any rebar in it, and rain has undermined the whole shebang.
Today was an early hike. Could have left a little earlier! It's not actually that hot, we're just no longer acclimated. The skies were really clear, which is weird given how windy it was yesterday. Here is some desert beauty. The desert is still eerily green.
The ocotillos are having a banner year. Rain has made them plump and luscious.
Today was the second day of the Stormy Daniels trial, otherwise known as election interference. It's not about hush money, it's him tampering with people's perception of him to win the presidency. Apparently he doesn't find it all that interesting, because he keeps falling asleep.
It's warming up. We're up and out earlier than we really like, but it's getting warm. We had interesting clouds this morning. We rode north with a tail wind, and suffered coming back in to the wind. Leaving early was good.
We've started packing for the return to Spokane. I'm sort of dreading it. Somehow all the dentists in Spokane have decided to run monopolistic and predatory practices. You can't just make an appointment for a cleaning, you have to have an entire lifestyle review; X-rays you don't need, CAT scans you don't want, evaluation of airway and breathing and a comprehensive health evaluation. Oh yes, and there is a bite analysis, not that people our age would do anything to change our bite. All of this costs mucho dinero. Dental practices in Spokane are just the pits. I only have to go twice a year, so I go in Tucson, but Jim needs more frequent cleaning. I'm also dreading the yearly physical with the Physician's Assistant, she who doesn't review blood test results, and whose staff is unable to correctly call in prescriptions. Then there is the substandard dermatology care, which is a big deal for Jim due to his pale British skin. None of them use enough liquid nitrogen to burn the nasty skin things away. ENT care is a joke, they book out a year in advance. I can't have this! If my ear infects itself, it must be treated ASAP. Due to these issues, we're thinking about moving back to Tucson. Yes, I know, global climate change, hotter weather, water, nut bag politicians and all of the negatives. However, it worries me how terrible medical and dental care is in Eastern Washington. There is a medical school here, which, I think, elevates the caliber of care due to teaching staff in the area.
We've been looking hard, it's not going well. Part of this is self inflicted, we want to be in the neighborhood we used to be in. Plus we want three bedrooms so we have space for the weight equipment, the rowing machine and the spin bike. Most of the neighborhood is two bedrooms. There is a house we like, a lot, but this is next door.
This is not satire, it's a real thing.
I saw this on Facebook. It's funny. This may be how the locals in Tucson feel right about now.
The 162nd Air National Guard Fight Wing is flying today. At the beginning, you can barely make out the F16 in the lower part of the screen, then I lost him. We're on their flight path for departures and arrivals.
Today, the Arizona Supreme Court ruled that the 1864 law that was put in place before AZ was even a state could be enforced now that Roe is over turned. That would be the law that contains exactly one exception, health of the mother. Previously, abortion in AZ was legal until 15 weeks. That's a stupid law as well, but less stupid than the old law. It's now a felony punishable by two to five years in prison for
anyone who performs or helps a woman obtain one. I really hate these people. Abortion will most likely be on the ballot in November, there is an organization whose name I forgot who has collected 500,000 signatures to make it so. Politicians in AZ remind me of the flying monkeys in the Wizard of Oz.
Recent losses for the Orange Menace: Judge Cannon (stolen documents case) ruled that witnesses names won't be published. The $175M bond to hold off asset seizures is not accepted, it contains language that the bond won't pay anything. Did they think no one would notice? The Stormy Daniels trial appears to be going forward on the 15th, despite his best efforts to delay. Stormy is a criminal case, he has to be there in person four days a week. Surely, he'll lose something, sometime.
Yesterday was the eclipse. It was sort of a non-event here. The sun darkened slightly, but not a lot. Our neighbor had glasses, so we went out and looked briefly. Then I came in and read about all the fake glasses there are on the market, and wondered if we'd wake up with burned retinas. That's the last one for my lifetime.
Then we set out for a ride into a vigorous head wind. It was out of the north. The wind here has an uncanny ability to switch directions in the afternoon, so head wind going out does not guarantee tail wind coming back. We did not dawdle on the ride, having to fight the wind in both directions would have been bad. Here is the back of Jim's head at Christopher Columbus park. There were nice clouds.
Today Jim washed the bikes, I dried the bikes and then he lubricated the bikes. At present I am waiting for a handy person I found on Thumbtack, a handy man website. Thus far he has been a total flake, not returning calls, and etc. He is now one hour late. I guess the old TV (which is dead) will continue hanging on the wall, and the new one will continue sitting on a console table a little longer. We have no idea how to de-install or install a wall mounted television, so a new handy man will have to be found. I know, first world problems. I was really hoping to get this done before departure.
Update to post: The handy person never showed up, never called. Nothing.
Really, I do not have much of anything to say. OK, here is some desert beauty from two days ago.