On April 22nd, we will be heading to Bryce Canyon once again. This year, we hope to stay in The Sunset Campground at Bryce until Saturday morning. Then we drive to Provo to stay near Utah Lake at the private Riverside RV Park. That will allow us the distinct luxury of driving through the 100-mile gauntlet of The Wasatch Front on Sunday morning when there is no traffic.
The countdown clock you see at left is a semi-annual tradition. It helps us keep an eye on the declining time left to get everything done and packed. Being The Type A Type, we also use a multi-page spreadsheet with colored cells to help us keep track of all our pending chores and duties. Migrating back and forth twice a year is not a simple proposition. It takes a lot of preparation, thought and planning, plus work and money. The process makes us wonder often how The Native Cultures prepared for their migrations.
This is a somewhat short Morning Edition primarily because we're feeling very lazy. We've had to be up early to hit the ground running since Monday and will have to do so once again on Saturday, leaving the house no later than 7:15 am.
Chances are, the Arizona forest fire season is going to start earlier than normal, be more severe than normal and continue for longer than normal. If you are wanting to enjoy your National Forests, get out early and often this spring while they are still somewhat "green."
Here's a nice article from The San Francisco Chronicle about a posisble El Nino next winter:
Here's the article:
And here's a great Op-Ed piece found and shared by Natalie N.W.
|Yes, that's a boat traveling upstream.|
First, check out the promo video on their main website:
Then check out the 8 minute video of their Niagara Gorge uprun last year.
Here is a great quote from a great article about the uprun:
"One of the biggest things for me was, you know, 'The Factor,' " said Value, referring to the TV show "The Fear Factor." "We come out here and we're talking to people as we we're deciding what to do. We walked ... talking to people, and they told us, 'There's no way. Nobody's ever done this; nobody can do (it); any (one) who ever attempted it ... died.'
There's LOTS more Fun Stuff with LOTS for videos. Just Google BWC as I did and you can entertain yourself all morning.
Oh, those Thrill Seeking Teens, What WILL we ever do about them?
Speaking of giving away flowers, I'd like to tell you a little story if I may. Let's jump into the Way Back Time Machine and return to the Famous Sixties, like 1969. In my prowlings and roaming hither and yon into the little known hinterlands of Tippecanoe County Indiana, I discovered a commercial rose growing operation. Yep, lots of greenhouses turning out seemingly vast quantities of roses to be shipped to florists around the Midwest. I immediately spotted "The Rose Heap." There lay more good looking roses than I could count. So, I went inside the office and inquired as to the fate of the flowers lying on The Rose Heap. I was given a lesson in floral economics.
It seems roses must have a certain shelf life. Roses are expensive. So, you can't buy them and take them home only to have them wilt on Day 1. Or Day 2. Or Day 3. Wilting by Day 4 is acceptable. So, the rose growers must anticipate this economic reality and ship roses to florists when they know those blooms will last the requisite time period.
The roses lying on The Rose Heap didn't have enough life left in them to ship to florists. However, ALL of the roses on top of The Rose Heap had at least 2-3 days of life left. So, I asked if I could take the roses and they were quite agreeable. I would load up my old 1939 Chevy two-door sedan with as many roses as would fit inside. Then I would drive to the Purdue University campus and park next to the institution's signature mall. And then I would gather an armload of roses and walk around and give them out one at a time, mostly to females. Back then a guy giving a rose to another guy was frowned upon. I did give roses to guys who came up and asked for one or more to give to their Sweetie.
Most women really loved getting a random rose. A few females were spooked and wondered if there was a string attached to the rose or some hidden agenda or whatever. However, it was an overwhelming success--an activity I repeated often that spring. I even got my photo in the newspaper giving the roses away. Eventually, the rose grower decided it wasn't a good idea to let me do that and they shut down my supply of roses. I suspect after I got my picture in the paper, a local florist complained and poof, there went that gig.
It sure was fun while it lasted. If you ever want to have some genuine fun, just start giving away flowers. Man, it's AWESOME Fun!
“If your cabin is made of logs, has smoke coming out the chimney and deer in the yard, and if it looks like it could be on a maple syrup bottle, then it would do really well in our program,” Brett said.
And finally, Bracket Busting is a time-honored March Tradition. Here is your Bracket Buster summary:
Oops, I almost forgot to check in on Hank. Hank's Saga Continues