Sunday, October 31, 2021
On to Sand Island...
Saturday, October 30, 2021
Southbound Day 8
Friday, October 29, 2021
Port Pectol Eulogy
Southbound Days 6 & 7
Wednesday, October 27, 2021
Tuesday, October 26, 2021
Monday, October 25, 2021
Southbound Day Four
We cross under I-70 and use a frontage road to gain access to Utah 72 (middle arrow). That fun road takes us up and over the east flanks of the Fish Lake Mountain area. UT 72 drops us out near Loa, the Wayne County Seat. Eighty years ago, every house in Loa was on a corner. Seriously. You can read about Loa and its neighbors from the 1941 WPA Writer's Project book on Utah by clicking the ridiculously long link at the end of this post.
The Good Citizens of Thurber jumped at the chance but so did those of Grayson. So Tom split his donation between the two and he got Bicknell while Grayson became Blanding, his wife's maiden name,
But that a changed last year when Ann Torrence and her husband opened The Etta Place Cidery. Having a cidery in rural Utah is kinda like having a meteor drop into your backyard...or something. The cidery's products recently received SIX medals at the nation's premier cider judging contest: four bronze and two silver.
So now we can confidently say there really is SOMETHING in Torrey. And why is it named Etta Place, you ask? Ann chose to honor The Sundance Kid's Love interest.
Our interest in Torrey definitely perked up when Ann'e Etta Place opened up. Ann's most famous to us at least for writing THE book on US 89. Her book will never be topped. Ever.
Sunday, October 24, 2021
THANKS BLM & Emery County
Saturday, October 23, 2021
Southbound Day Two
Friday, October 22, 2021
Southbound Day One
We got caught in a 40 minute bumper-to-bumper typical Salt Lake Metroplex traffic jam just north of Brigham City. Once it cleared, we jammed east on I-84 to totally miss the whole Friday mess in the 100-mile metro gauntlet.
The drive out yonder on I-84 is blissful compared to I-15 along the Wasatch Front. At Dear Echo, we hung a right on I-80 and then another left on US 40 and arrived in Beautiful Heber City after 5.5 hours elapsed time. We're parked in Chez Wally tonight. Great Door View and a few nice landscape plants beside us.
A Wasatch County Sheriff's Deputy cruised by and eyeballed us but proceeded on so we know we're good to bed down for the night. This is a Wal-Mart we feel comfortable staying at. The price is right!
Sunday, October 17, 2021
Last 2021 Sunday in Idaho
Our 2021 Idaho Season is rapidly drawing to a close. We've been busy for the past month tending to details, prepping The Mosey Inn (our tiny travel trailer) and making ready for our annual Snow Bird migration South to Ol' Airy Zonie.
Every day has been filled with the issues, challenges and opportunities that can only arise when we move our lives 800 miles down yonder to set up housekeeping in our straw bale abode beside Montezuma Well National Monument in Beautiful Bubbaville Rimrock.
We're actually ahead of the game this year which is good because we're almost certainly going to have to depart ahead of our target date---Saturday, October 23rd. As of this morning's weather window forecast, Friday looks like our departure but it might get moved to Thursday depending on how the next stormette evolves. You see, La Nina has decided to visit early and often this season.
Yesterday, we picked up our "Party of Two" sign from the Farmers Market wood burner guy, Aaron. He's great and reasonably priced as well.
Most of our spare time is now spent studying and writing various esoteric history stories to post on one of our Facebook history pages for Arizona, Utah and Idaho. Lately, we've been focused on only Arizona, much to the neglect of Utah and Idaho.
Most of the time our main mode of operation is to find an intriguing postcard on eBay and then let the postcard dictate our study and writing. We like to say "every old postcard tells a story." You'd be quite surprised at just how complex those stories can become. One of our recent finds created a pleasant stir in Globe, Arizona. Most of you know we love Globe, its neighbor Miami and Gila County, in general.
When we're not studying something from the Globe-Miami-Gila area, we generally pick on Prescott, Sedona, Flagstaff, Grand Canyon, and sometimes Tucson, too. In a history-rich state such as Arizona, there's never a shortage of material!
Today will be our last visit with Dear Friends Mike and Camille. They are coming at noon for a mini cribbage tournament. Mike has the distinction of being our Best Customer for Big Board Cribbage. I think he bought maybe six boards...maybe more. Mike's Story began on November 20, 2007, when we meet him for the first time on a cold, windswept day in Freeman Park beside the State's Vietnam Veteran's Memorial overlooking The Snake River.
Mike had a mountain bike for sale on Craig's List for $50. I knew I wanted to buy the bike even before I saw it or rode it so I brought along $50. Mike let me ride the bicycle and I loved it so I rode back to his van and said, "Here's Your $50." Well, Mike just looked at me with a blank stare and asked, "Have you ever heard of Bicycle Karma?" Of course, I hadn't ever heard of Bicycle Karma so I was perplexed. Then Mike said, "Well, I am in need of some Bicycle Karma so the bike is yours and I don't want your money. It's Bicycle Karma." WOW! I drove home that day with tears running down my cheeks.
We became fast Friends and our Friendship and endured and blossomed over the past 14 years. Mike and his wife, Camille, are so fun, fascinating and delightful! I recently gave Mike a cribbage board that I named The board had so many flaws that it reminded me of that Famous Dog, Lucky. You know that dog, right? RIGHT! Well, if you didn't know Lucky before, you sure do now.