Sittin in Bozeman,Montana and somehow not surprised to be here,but glad to be here. Been really busy time with lots of no connectivity or cell phone.Drinkin Pinot,listening to KPIG and the creek running by with special commentary from Perky and her old friend Susan and smoking cheese(Thanks pal). back to the narrative. We reluctantly left Healdsburg and hit The City for a couple of days with Lou,Colleen and the gang. Seal Rock,the BV,the many,many treasures of San Francisco faded into the rear view mirror of our rented PT Cruiser as we began the truck to Pahrump. Through Tonopah, past secret govt installations and brothels,through the night we rolled. 13 hours and we're home in P'rump. Next chunk of time was taken up with replacement of Flossie's generator with an alternator. Details available by appt-you
bring the Jameson's.
By packing and mailing several boxes of vital shit gathered on the road,we were able to get Flossie down to take-off weight. Hugs and kisses with our hosts in P'rump and we're on our way to Vegas and points NE. First stop Cedar City,Utah.A stop at the visitor's center on the way out of town after camping at the KOA made us rethink our route to Salt Lake. Instead of freeway it's off across the mountains north of Zion to Bryce Canyon "only an hour and a half." Course that time estimate doesn't consider the Cedar Breaks,magnificent little known park at 10,000 ft about halfway to Bryce nor does it consider 50 Harley riders from New York in convoy each of whom had a VW story to share.
But we finally made Red canyon and Bryce Canyon and we're so glad we did. Spectacular doesn't cover it. Otherworldly formations in more shades of red than I've ever seen. Interesting factoid,geologically speaking the floor of Bryce is the same age as the roof of Zion and the floor of Zion is the same age as the roof of the Grand Canyon. After much oohing and aahing we made our way to Panguitch,Utah and a motel straight out of the 40's. Looking at the map,we realized we had made a grand total of 6 miles toward Salt Lake. So it goes.
Break in the narrative-it's become hard to tear ourselves away from the beauty and grandeur we are surrounded by every day.Plus the change in seasons has suddenly come to our attention meaning more color,cooler(colder)weather and the joy that fall brings to Floridians.Computer time has really taken a back seat.So it's gonna be thumbnails till we catch the blog up to real-time.Perky will fill in details as she sees fit.Back to the tale.
Salt Lake sucks,Antelope Island in the Lake is a trip.Took the back road from Logan Utah up Logan Canyon with the Logan River alongside.Magnificent drive.Made Bear Lake and found an old motel on the lake.A couple from South Africa,Kerry&Dot,were checking in at the same time.He reminded me of old friend John Hyman and the 4 of us talked nonstop till bedtime.
Northward in the AM and into Wyoming.Stopped in Alpine for the night and into Jackson the next morning,driving with the Snake River longside the road.Jackson is very beautiful but yupped up and crowded.The Tetons are not yupped or crowded-they're breathtaking,different from any other mountains we've seen.Then it's Yellowstone and jaw-dropping shit around every bend and there are lots of bends.Next morning there was ice on Flossie which required scraping so it's down the road for this cracker.
Headed to Bozeman Montana where Perky has old friends from way back.Wonderful people,Susan and Horus.Horus and his new wife Hanna have 80 acres on the Gallatin river where they supply the venue for weddings plus 3 cabins on the creek running thru. The "Cowboy cabin" became our home for a few days.Thanks Horus(and Susan for setting it up).Oh yeah they also have a 3 story tree house.It was a great time with the extended family there including Susan's S/O Freddie,the crazy Puerto Rican doctor.many peace pipes and much wine later we departed and headed back to Yellowstone to cover unseen territory and beat the predicted snow storm.And there our tale ends for the evening.Hope you're on the edge of your beanbags till next we meet.
bring the Jameson's.
By packing and mailing several boxes of vital shit gathered on the road,we were able to get Flossie down to take-off weight. Hugs and kisses with our hosts in P'rump and we're on our way to Vegas and points NE. First stop Cedar City,Utah.A stop at the visitor's center on the way out of town after camping at the KOA made us rethink our route to Salt Lake. Instead of freeway it's off across the mountains north of Zion to Bryce Canyon "only an hour and a half." Course that time estimate doesn't consider the Cedar Breaks,magnificent little known park at 10,000 ft about halfway to Bryce nor does it consider 50 Harley riders from New York in convoy each of whom had a VW story to share.
But we finally made Red canyon and Bryce Canyon and we're so glad we did. Spectacular doesn't cover it. Otherworldly formations in more shades of red than I've ever seen. Interesting factoid,geologically speaking the floor of Bryce is the same age as the roof of Zion and the floor of Zion is the same age as the roof of the Grand Canyon. After much oohing and aahing we made our way to Panguitch,Utah and a motel straight out of the 40's. Looking at the map,we realized we had made a grand total of 6 miles toward Salt Lake. So it goes.
Break in the narrative-it's become hard to tear ourselves away from the beauty and grandeur we are surrounded by every day.Plus the change in seasons has suddenly come to our attention meaning more color,cooler(colder)weather and the joy that fall brings to Floridians.Computer time has really taken a back seat.So it's gonna be thumbnails till we catch the blog up to real-time.Perky will fill in details as she sees fit.Back to the tale.
Salt Lake sucks,Antelope Island in the Lake is a trip.Took the back road from Logan Utah up Logan Canyon with the Logan River alongside.Magnificent drive.Made Bear Lake and found an old motel on the lake.A couple from South Africa,Kerry&Dot,were checking in at the same time.He reminded me of old friend John Hyman and the 4 of us talked nonstop till bedtime.
Northward in the AM and into Wyoming.Stopped in Alpine for the night and into Jackson the next morning,driving with the Snake River longside the road.Jackson is very beautiful but yupped up and crowded.The Tetons are not yupped or crowded-they're breathtaking,different from any other mountains we've seen.Then it's Yellowstone and jaw-dropping shit around every bend and there are lots of bends.Next morning there was ice on Flossie which required scraping so it's down the road for this cracker.
Headed to Bozeman Montana where Perky has old friends from way back.Wonderful people,Susan and Horus.Horus and his new wife Hanna have 80 acres on the Gallatin river where they supply the venue for weddings plus 3 cabins on the creek running thru. The "Cowboy cabin" became our home for a few days.Thanks Horus(and Susan for setting it up).Oh yeah they also have a 3 story tree house.It was a great time with the extended family there including Susan's S/O Freddie,the crazy Puerto Rican doctor.many peace pipes and much wine later we departed and headed back to Yellowstone to cover unseen territory and beat the predicted snow storm.And there our tale ends for the evening.Hope you're on the edge of your beanbags till next we meet.
1 comment:
I am on the edge of my beanbag, indeed. There is something nice about being away from the computer for a couple days, right? So keep it that way. Your posts are right there, showing us there is life outside 9 to 5. But don't ever let blogging become work. Do it like you're doing, post when you feel like it. The world will wait. Ain't much choice. Don't hurt nothing, neither.
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