Sunday, September 17, 2017

Day 2 of who knows how many......

For those of you who speak Doctor, here is the MRI review of just my knee.


FINDINGS:
* Bones: Small subchondral cysts to the proximal tib-fib
joint.. No acute abnormality.
* Articular Cartilage: Mild irregularity of the anterior aspect
of the medial femoral condyle.. No acute abnormality.
* Menisci: Mucoid change especially to the posterior horn of
the medial meniscus. No evidence of tear.
* Cruciate Ligaments: Increased signal in the ACL.. No evidence
of tear. The medial meniscus is partially extruded demonstrate
degenerative intrasubstance tearing.
* Collateral Ligaments: Mild MCL thickening and edema.. No
evidence of tear.
* Tendons: Mild patellar tendinopathy. Medial gastrocnemius
tendinopathy and probable partial tear. Biceps femoris muscle
tear. Mild popliteus tendon strain. Lateral gastrocnemius tendon
strain and partial tear.
* Other: Large soft tissue hematomas lateral to the knee in the
subcutaneous soft tissues, extending beyond the margin of the
study. Probable vastus lateralis muscle tear. Soft tissue edema
superficial to the lateral gastrocnemius muscle consistent with
strain and partial tear. Thickening of the medial patella plica.

Prepatellar soft tissue edema.


IMPRESSION:
1. Large soft tissue hematomas lateral to the knee in the
subcutaneous soft tissues, extending beyond the margin of the
study. Probable vastus lateralis muscle tear. Lateral
gastrocnemius muscle tear and tendon strain/partial tear. Biceps
femoris muscle tear
2. Intrasubstance/degenerative tearing to the medial meniscus

with mild discal extrusion.

So, there you have it. To put it in plain English, it says my leg is totally screwed up as far as the MRI can see. I tell you, this is not how I planned this autumn to go. I wanted to finish up exploring Indian Springs and visit Death Canyon again. Guess its not gonna happen. Besides patience I need to figure out how to get the top back on the Jeep before the weather gets really nasty. Not that I get to drive it but the better half can't see herself driving it to work in a rainstorm. No sense of adventure, I tell ya. Oh and yes, I am still bored beyond belief.  

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Day 1

I am officially "laid up" for lack of a better word for who knows how long. In order to entertain myself I just decided to write a paragraph or 2 describing my day and what emotions are high on the play list. Today's emotion was frustration. OK, it has been a total of just over since I ended up with my leg immobilized. It is already driving me nuts. I am not a person who likes to sit around and honestly I really need to be doing something to occupy my brain. Today had nothing to offer. Well, that is kind of a lie. I ordered another book on railroad history a few weeks back and it did show up today. I got some good reading in and then the boredom returned. My highlight of the day was my shower. It let me rid my body of the restrictive leg wear and I was free. I took advantage of it and left it off and took a nap. It is so much nicer sleeping normal than doing it with 15 pounds of crap on one leg. I enjoyed that bit of freedom. I learned today that my Lazy-boy isn't going to work with this set up. It is almost impossible to get out of with all this shit on. Heaven forbid I get stuck in my chair and can't escape. I honestly do not see any good coming from this accident. It cost me my new job, its costing me a shitload of money for medical bills and what its going to do to my brain over this time period is yet to be seen. I do have hopes of figuring out something I can do to pass time but as of tonight, I don't have a clue as to what it would be. Suggestions will be accepted. Hey, click on the ads on the page and help me earn money. I don't get a lot of money from the clicks but it will add up. So stay tuned and follow along as I rot away while my leg heals. 

Friday, September 15, 2017

Hell: Two Weeks and Counting

 Man where do I begin? These have got to be some of the ugliest fotos I have ever posted on here. On September 4th, after returning home from my job I took a spill. My poor left leg took 96% of the fall and it's been Hell around here ever since. I really had no idea how big a leg could get until now. I hope to never find out information like this ever again.
 The worst part of this whole affair, no, I guess 2 bad things happened, so one of the worst things was the infection. Anybody that has been following me on my adventures knows that I have had issues this year with 2 unknown infections. They spring up and within an hour you begin to have serious damage to the skin in that area. As you can see, the evil nasty bug is now on my leg too. And like the first 2 on my chest, it will not grow anything in the culture dish. 
 So what are we dealing with???  No one knows yet. I was sent over to Logan to see a dermatologist and he was dumbfounded. His exact words were "If I didn't know your background, I would say this is a sever case of poison ivy". My response to that was sorry but no. He decided to take 2 biopsies of the infected area and send them to the University of Utah and see if they could figure anything out. The stupid part of this whole thing is I was on high doses of antibiotics when this happened. So in reality, it shouldn't have happened. Anyway, thus goes the story of my life.  
 I have the 4 stitches now in my leg and cant lose them for almost another week. Back to the fall related issues, my leg has me back in the ER due to pain that will not stop. The area between the top of my thigh and my toes is still swollen like no other. One of the most painful things about this whole affair is that every time I go from laying on my back to on my feet, as the blood rushes into my ankle area, it triggers a pain that is damn near equal to my first kidney stone. I did find out that this was "normal" yesterday afternoon but I tell you what, there is nothing normal about it. 
 My insurance company finally gave in to the Dr and authorized an MRI to see what damage I have done in there. The tech running the machine was amazed at how it had been 10 days and was still swollen so much. They had to change the fixture on the machine for knees because I couldn't fit my fat leg in to the one they had set out. The test took about 30 minutes and as for what they saw, they wont say.
Earlier this week they did an ultrasound test on my leg to make sure there was not a blood clot hiding in my main veins or artery's. I did pass that test and she told me that all was well from that point of view. So all I can do now is wait. I'll know the MRI results today and hopefully continue on the path of being able to drive my Jeep. But knowing my luck, I will have destroyed something in there and it will have to be fixed. That's just the luck I have. Now usually at this point I tell you all to Jeep on..... not gonna happen today. There will be no Jeeping till I get to participate too. So HA! 

Sunday, August 13, 2017

2 Weekends 2 Gnu Trips?

 Saturday the 5th of August opened bright and early as we hit the road to the Simpson Mountain Range. Our goal for the day was an area called Indian Springs. Research can't make up it's mind and it was labeled as an Indian area as well as a mining area. We didn't find any mines, but we did encounter some old buildings as well as, for lack of a better word, an oasis. The area leading up to Raul Canyon where it is located is as desolate as can be found. As we began the climb into the canyon the spring began to show its face and things got green, and sometimes muddy. I didn't shoot a lot of fotos because I was counting on the Action Cam to film it all. My luck prevailed and I lost the best part of the film. I have shitty luck when it comes to making movies. Above is a lone steel cabin along side a kind of marshy area. We didn't stop in because we already knew we would be back.
 Above is looking back across the marshy area and down the canyon. There were 2 different trails to get across the marsh. I chose the least muddy of the two. This is no place to get stuck. Hopefully when we return we can have another vehicle or two and play a little more in said mud. 
 Proceeding up the canyon led us to another old site. the building above was probably 15x30 feet. It had, at one time, wooden floors and roof built on a cement base. Behind me in the foto was a descent size cooling room built out of cement too. I have no idea what this was for so I will have to do more research on the area and see what I can find. 
At the top of the canyon we came across this old wooden cabin. Again, no idea what it was used for other than shelter. The road forks here and we took the right fork at first. Don't do it. Dead end. Backtracking we went left and followed this road over the top into the next canyon and then up it til we went right over the top. The road continued down the other side of the mountain and we eventually found our way back to Simpson Spring Road. All in all it was a good trip. I am still pissed over the loss of film but what the hell, now I have to go back.  
 Yesterday, the 12th of August was a spur of the moment kind of trip. I woke up wanting to do something but I didn't know what or where. I got on Google Earth and began surfing the area of northern Utah. To the east of me I couldn't find anything I hadn't visited numerous times. I began to look west and somehow got to the Utah/Nevada border and came across some fotos of what they called the Jackson Mines. The fotos were kinda intriguing so I said what the hell and we took off. As usual, I missed the right turn and had to back track. The GPS was right on today and before we knew it we crested a ridge and saw the area above. I was like WOW. The usual for old mines and ghost towns is they are pretty much gone by now. Very few remain and even fewer with this much still left. 
 We wandered around this place for about an hour which wasn't even enough time to see it all. The temp played a huge factor in what we were going to do. The deserts here in the west have a tendency to get hot. This place was hot. And, there were no signs of water.  
 Like I said, we wandered around and decided to follow the road north. We were soon rewarded with another prime mine site. This one looked newer but research again is very sketchy. History says the area was "discovered" in 1906 or 07 and others say mining began in the early 50's. I had figured on it being a gold mine due to the quartz infused rock but this is where all histories agree, it was lead. 
 The 2nd mine had the shaft open below the hoist and it went down a fair distance. There was a ladder as you can see but I sure as hell ain't climbing down on that old thing. I did read that a group was there a few years ago and rappelled 75 feet before it became unsafe to continue. They had to be skinny guys because this shaft isn't very big.  
 Directly behind the hoist it looked like there was an entrance to the mountain but it was just a man made cave. After looking at it for a few I realized that it was the motor room for the hoist. They had built the room and then put a hole in the roof of this cave so the cable could run the hoist up and down. The foto above show the tiny little wooden roof over the cable hole. That had to have been a lot of work to build that. 
At the south end of this area was a honest to goodness mine entrance. So we thought. Well, it was in a way I suppose. We went in and it went strait back about 25 to 30 feet. Then nada! At about the 20 foot mark there was a wooden bench that wasn't a wooden bench. It was an adit to a lower level of the mine. There was a ladder that went down but it was worse than the one at the hoist and this one didn't make it to the floor below. Even with the good flashlights we could hardly see what was down there. It would be interesting to find out but I don't think that will happen. The whole area was covered in some type of rodent poo among other things. Kinda gross. This mine was one of the dirtiest I have been in. Bats didn't even like the place. All in all it was a great trip for being spur of the moment. And the killer part of it was that the Action Cam finally did what we wanted it to and we got 2 great videos of the area. Maybe that's the idea.... go spur of the moment and everything will work out. You can see the videos on my YouTube channel "Jeep Peterson". Plus both trips on on the www.mtnmd.com website. Life is good my friends, Jeep on!

Sunday, July 30, 2017

Attack, Followed by Retreat

 Yesterday dawned bright and sunny and we knew it was going to be a good day for a raid. Our objective for the day was to overthrow the ruling leader of Zaqistan and annex it to our own country of Jeeplandia. We left our home-base mid morning and headed west to our destiny. We would either survive and be heroes or dead and forgotten. The trip to Zaqistan was, as usual, boring. We did notice that surrounding areas near our target were absolute ghost towns. No one roamed the streets of Terrace or Watercress. Our brains took note of this as we moved ahead in our attack. Could someone or something have beaten us to the goal of taking over Zaqistan? We would soon find out. 
 We crested the mountain that separates the free world from Zaqistan and headed down into the valley of the shadow of death. The only living objects seen were 2 Black Tailed Jackrabbits and they took off like the proverbial bats outta hell! Something wasn't right but we had our mission and we forged on ahead. Upon arrival to the border, we found nothing. Not a soul in site. Inspection of the country found all of the border guards lifeless and missing their arms. Strange, strange indeed. 
 Our plan of using their own jails against them went south. With no one to fight, meant no one to capture. With no one to capture, their jail cell, complete with toilet would go unused. How disappointing this all was to our battle hardened warriors. All this way in the hot desert sun for what?  Nothing! So what had happened? Who beat us to this country and took it over? We might never know.  
 Odd things were afoot here and we needed to figure them out. One thing was certain, the place had been silent for a long time. The Zaqistans', evil as they are, are usually a clean and proper people. They would never allow their country to become dirty and downtrodden. They had prided themselves on keeping their country clean and pristine, but it was this way no longer. Even the statue of their Deity was covered in filth from birds...... or was that the sign of who's work this was? What we did know was the place was now ours. Birds or no birds we have it to ourselves! Zaqistan was now an entity of Jeeplandia. As we headed to the country's flag pole to hang our colors and claim it as ours, we realized one of us had made a mistake! Where in the hell was the our flag? It seems everyone forgot to bring a flag so we could claim the place as our own. Now who does that? Apparently, we do. DAMNIT! After a few minutes of each one of us looking at the other we decided it was time to leave and try it again at a later date. And the next time, someone will have to bring the flag. 
 We chose a different route to go back to civilization. Instead of back-tracking to the hiway, we went cross country on the old Central Pacific Rail Bed. It has been made a road since they tore up the tracks so long ago and is quite good road at this end. As I mentioned before, the bed between Kelton and Locomotive Springs was hammered but this end was smooth sailing. They have added a bunch of markers along it now pointing out where places used to be. As I said on the web page, they have to be new cuz there ain't no bullet holes in them yet. If you want to see them, click on my website icon up above and look at the Central Pacific page. 
As you can see, many of the bridges are still standing. In fact, you even drive over one of them. On this trip I did notice something new. A lot of the culverts used to allow water to go under the track were made of stone. I had read about this and placed that idea over in the Sierra Nevada Mountain area, not here in the desert. I was wrong. There were quite a few of them and like the bridges, they still work. If you ever get a chance to go out this way I suggest you do it. Spring or fall work the best because to be honest, it was too damn hot yesterday. The Jeep said the temp was 97 and I'm thinking that was low. This area is as desolate as can be. Tell someone where you are going and always carry a working spare. It seems that some spikes still exist in the road and they love to take out tires. Cell service is ok in Kelton as well as Watercress and Terrace. The 30 miles between them is blacked out so go prepared. The attack failed but the trip back was well worth it. Jeep on my friends!

Thursday, July 6, 2017

3 Days 2 knights the end!

 Monday dawned bright and beautiful and it also meant that this trip was almost over. Since we didn't make it to Winter Quarters Saturday we had decided to try on the way home. Good plan, eh? Well the town was rather quiet on this visit and we had no trouble finding out which road to take to visit the old ghost town. Trouble was, they didn't tell us, it too was locked behind a gate. I am not mad about this tho. It seems that the coal mine that is on the other side of the mountain has reached where Winter Quarters had stopped and that they were going to move coal out both sides. So, yes, I understand. The foto shows what is left of the warehouse from the original town. 
 This is the sign that greeted us upon our arrival at the gate. Like I said, I understand. The town is situated in a nice canyon with a lot of trees and some sort of creek. It would be a nice place to build a cabin there and just relax. The town of Scofield is a nice place too. It isn't a very big town in fact the 2010 census has the population at 23. Since it was a holiday weekend, I would be willing to bet the population was well over 1500. The lake there is fairly good sized and there were a lot of people playing on it. 
 Scofield was a mining town. Coal being the mineral that the town was built around. Some reference the town as a ghost town now, but it really isn't. There are a few old buildings left standing from its beginning in 1879. It's not very big and kind of reminds me of Ophir Utah. The people we ran into were quite friendly and answered any questions I asked. 
 The building above is from the 1920's. There was a plaque that pointed out the various buildings left standing along with when they were built and for what purpose. I swear I took a foto of it but I'm not seeing it. 
 The store above was a "General Merchandise store and I can't make out the guys name on the sign that owned it. I can't believe I didn't take that foto. 
I did save the best for last. This was the public school building. As old as it is, it still looks capable of holding classes this day. The grounds are fairly well maintained and you can only imagine how it would have been to go to school there. I would be willing to bet that winters there are extremely cold. The town sits at 7700 feet and that's pretty high up there. After we browsed the town we decided to go home a different way. We went over the mountain and came out in Fairview Utah. It was new territory for both of us and quite an enjoyable ride. Once we left the mountains and returned to I-15, the reality of the trip being over hit us like the 100 temperature we drove into. Still a lot of exploration to do down in that area. Who knows, I may just head back again and pick up where I left off. Jeep on my friends!   

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

3 Days 2 Nights Part 3

 Sunday dawned nice and early and we headed out to the infamous Nine Mile Canyon. Just to get things strait, Nine Mile Canyon is a hell of a lot longer than 9 miles. So this is the first thing that you see as you begin the long journey of NMC. It also gives you advance warning that 99 % of the canyon is private property. As you pass through the canyon you begin to notice that there are a lot of old buildings scattered throughout the canyon. Some are accessible while others are not. 
 The first bit of Native American graffiti begins early in the drive and is properly called First site. It has a few drawings  scattered about a small rock and they are easy to see and find. Like the writings in City of Rocks, these too are showing signs of wear and tear and will someday disappear. 
 C. W. decided way back in 1881 that he too wanted in on the graffiti so he added his name to the art area. I am sure we could find out who he was if we wanted too, but I really don't want to know. Some ass holes from modern times have also added their "artwork'' to some of the sites and that's a big no no. Modern people need to realize that this stuff left by people from the past needs to be left alone. Why it is so hard to understand this baffles me. People are really that stupid.
 This old farming area had a lot of old buildings and machinery lying around. The big main building was across the street and fenced in while the other side was wide open and free to wander through. Farming is still a big thing in the canyon and most of the old time buildings are used for some purpose based on farming. This also explains why 95% of the roads lead to locked gates. 
 I found it interesting that there were 2 of these bull dozers in this one area. They are very old and both have been stripped down to almost nothing. They were made in either Indiana or Ohio and it would have been really neat to see these old bad boys run.
 The next graffiti stop was a ways up the road. It had its own parking lot along with a Bowery and picnic tables. There is a half mile long hike you can take to see all of the writings in this area. They are pretty cool to see and i wonder what they were really saying. 
Further up at almost the end of the road you come to the famous drawings. The most famous one above is known as the Great Hunt. This is regarded as one of the best drawings ever found. I will admit it is very cool, but its a long, hot way to get to it and once you have seen it, it is time to head back down the canyon to civilization. Of course we had to try every dirt road we could find that wasn't gated shut so it was fun. I forgot the map to this area so we blindly followed the GPS and saw some really pretty country. We even began filming the trail up Prickly Pear  canyon and had our Samsung decide it wanted to burn. No, it did try to burn. By the way, if you smell burnt onions when you shouldn't, more than likely it is a Samsung product burning. My final thought on this canyon are mixed. Yes we saw some cool graffiti and some really beautiful canyons but I don't think I'll go back. 
#1- Not a lot of Native drawings. 
#2- A lot of the canyon is gated and you can't follow every road. 
#3- Lack of onsite information. We came across 2 literature boxes and both were empty. Not good when you have forgotten your map
Like I said, beautiful country but the majority of it is behind locked gates and I really don't like that. If you go, plan on 6 hours and bring plenty of water and food. There is no cell service nor electricity in the area so be forewarned of that!  Jeep on my friends!