Saturday, July 4, 2020
Sunday, June 21, 2020
As I write this, my emotions are leaning toward the pissed off side. Since this damn Corona virus arrived, life has really gone to hell and back. Businesses are folding and the current mood of this country is totally shitty. The worse part for me is being cut off from my parents. They went into lock down at the assisted living center in March: no visitors. Apparently they relaxed it last week and one of the kitchen attendants now has the virus so they went into super lockdown. So I was unable to go wish my father a happy fathers day. It sucks bawls! Granted, I did speak to him on the phone but I got the impression he really didn't know today's was fathers day or do I believe he knew who I was. That really sucks. Seeing this, my vow is to not ever let it happen to me. I will exit stage left if I am ever diagnosed with dementia or Alzheimer's. The sad thing is, I believe their relocation to an assisted living center sped up the progression of the disease.
Monday, June 15, 2020
Good freaking morning America. Today is a day to experiment with "Blogger". Google has made changes to the look while composing and who knows what else. I do believe that the improvement was a waste of time. Here's why.....
1- I am still limited to 5 font sizes.
2- I am still limited in font choice to 8 different fonts.
3- My font color choice went from unlimited to 24 choices. Why?
I am sure there will be more issues but those are what I noticed right off the bat. I do notice the toolbar has larger icons which forces some of the other icons off the page to be accessed by drop down menu instead of already there in front of you. Oh well, not a damn thing I can do about it. So, I spent 27 days in the hospital and I can say it all sucked. I have no idea if the new pills will continue to work or if they will fizzle out like the last 2 times. I do get my PICC line out this morning. That will be nice. I am ready to escape to the desert but due to a lack of dinero, it ain't gonna happen. Suck's to be me! Jeep on my friends!
Monday, May 18, 2020
Oh by the way, this was written on a Fire tablet. And if any of you feel the need to help someone, choose me and sneak me in some donuts. I really need some!
Friday, May 8, 2020
Above sits the bike I always wanted to own. An acquaintance had one and he let me borrow it on occasion. The Honda Night Hawk S was a rocket ship. The government had put a new tariff on bikes 750 cc's and larger. So Honda took away 50 cc's and made it even more powerful than it was the year before. To this day, I wish I could find one in perfect shape to ride. It's probably for the best I never had one, I'm sure I would have got into trouble on it.
Say hi to my mom. This is the only foto left of the family bike, a 72 Honda cb350. Dad bought it from a family friend to go to work on and save money. It wasn't haul ass fast, but it did ok for an old bike. One of my fondest riding memories was riding that bike. Me and 2 friends left Ogden, went up to Logan and drove into Preston Idaho. We crossed over the mountain, with snowmobiles racing beside us and came out on the north end of Bear Lake. We followed the road south and came back via Logan Canyon. That was the best ride of my life. I'd love to do it again sometime.
Next in line was my high school purchase from the neighbor. A Mercury Sno-Twist. This machine was the fastest the year it came out, 1976, and was still damn fast in 1980. My friend bought one too so we spent a lot of time exploring the mountains during the 2 winters I had it. The only problem was they stopped making them in 77 so parts were like impossible to get. My senior year it began to run like shit so I traded to Mustang Andy for transmission for my truck which I happened to blow up at about the same time. I have rented one for a trip into Yellowstone a few years back as a Christmas present for Sam. That was a blast. I wouldn't mind another. Too bad they are so damn expensive nowadays.
To end I will share what started the whole off road need for speed craziness. Meet the Suzuki RM125, 1975 model year. Growing up in South Ogden was great. My parents house was pretty much surrounded by unincorporated Weber County. 50000 acres of sand and hills with some great tracks to race on. It was illegal to ride up there and we were chased by the sheriff numerous times. It added more excitement to the ride and we never did get caught. Sadly, the whole area is now houses. Lots of houses. Over the past 40 years the area has grown like crazy. I don't think I would street ride in Salt lake or Ogden at this time. Too many cars and too many idiots. If I still lived in Tremonton, I would ride. It's still a small town and not a lot of traffic. Hell, with the swelling population of ATV'S and UTV'S, the desert is even getting crowded. Oh well, there are still areas way out there you rarely see anybody. Jeep on my friends.
Monday, April 27, 2020
Sunday, October 20, 2019
The foto above is what is left of an old passenger train car. Time is taking it's toll on the poor thing and as of yesterday, it has pretty much collapsed into a pile of wood. What made me change my mind about writing was a sort of discovery of truth, for lack of a better phrase. Some of the properties have actual mines in their yards. For years I have watched an owner, who owns a lot in town, decorate his place around what I thought was a mine entrance. His property is mostly solid mountain. It is maybe 25 feet from the edge of the road to a solid rock mountain with what looks like a mine.
As we were coming down from playing in a snow storm, we noticed that the cable was not hooked up and other people were walking around the property. We stopped and talked with this young couple for a few minutes to see if it was theirs. It wasn't. They were just curious too. They were looking for ghosts, literally. We began a conversation on graveyards in the area and where they were located. They moved on and we explored this interesting property. The foto above shows how upper management works....
The owner has been decorating for Halloween and it was kinda fun to walk through. We headed to what appeared to be his mine entrance, stuck our heads past the decorations and literally hit a wall of rock. It seems our owner has made a fake mine entrance on his property. What the hell???? Here I have thought all these years that here was a mine a guy had in his back yard. How cool would that have been? But, apparently, it is just a decoration. So disappointed. We looked around further and then I saw something that surprised me.
To the right of this fake mine is a brick wall. It is bigger than the fake mine and looking how it formed itself to the mountain, I believe he did have a mine entrance and he sealed it up. I'll never know for sure until I get lucky enough to meet the owner some future visit. I can understand why he sealed it.The first would be safety. Open mine are often tempting places to visit, and he didn't want any liability. The 2nd reason is a guess. I have read that some of the mines in Ophir had bad air in them. Unless you are carrying an oxygen meter, there would be a high chance of death. Remind me to get a detector. Snow is falling early this year. Not a lot of mountain visits left for they all become impassable. That's ok tho, We still have the desert to explore. Jeep on my friends!