PERIMETER RUN - A TRIP AROUND THE EDGE OF THE UNITED STATES

ONE RIDER
ONE MOTORCYCLE.
ONE TRAILER.
ONE TRIP.
ONE LIFETIME.
ONE CHANCE

WELCOME TO THE RIDE OF A LIFETIME. MAY YOU ENJOY THE TRIP, TOO.

WITH SPECIAL THANKS TO BRIAN, LAUREN, MARIE, ADAM, MARIEL AND THE BOARD OF DIRECTORS AND MEMBERS OF THE 1ST MICHIGAN COLONIAL FIFE AND DRUM CORPS FOR THE CHANCE TO CHASE ONE MORE DREAM. 

HANTA YO - "CLEAR THE WAY"

 

JULY 14, 2006 - THERE'LL BE A HOT TIME IN THE OLD TOWN TONIGHT

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JULY 14, 2006 – THERE’LL BE A HOT TIME IN THE laceName w:st="on">OLDlaceName> laceType w:st="on">TOWNlaceType> TONIGHT.

 

Somewhere between Tucson and Phoenix, I realized that the temperature was not getting any colder. The fact is it NEVER gets any colder out here. I was able to make it in to Phoenix in good health and in good order. Last night was a difficult emotional evening for me, as I mentioned in my previous post, but tonight, after the day I had, I feel much better than I did.

 

About 58 miles out of Phoenix, I saw the first of what was to be hundreds and hundreds of Saguaro Cactus. Of all of the arid territory I have covered, this is the only area they seem to be populating. Saguaro only get their “arms” after the age of 60 years old, so if you see pictures of the species that don’t have those “arms” then they are mere striplings, cactus children, as it were.

 

I found Chandler Harley Davidson without trouble and dropped the bike off for the 20,000 mile checkup that Harley Davidson suggests that it goes through. This includes new front fork oil, complete oil change of all fluids and safety inspections. Aaron, the Service write up guy also asked if I wanted the bike washed. It had accumulated another ton of crap from the desert, so I gratefully accepted the offer.  Tim arrived and we transferred the stuff I would need to his car, and I left the bike in good hands. I am going to see Dana, my niece tomorrow, and perhaps a few other days as well. It is good to let the driving to others for a bit.

 

On the way to Tim’s house we took a detour to an electronics store so that I could replace an AC charger for my phone that is somewhere behind me. I think that all I would have to do is go back and look at all the real estate between here and Pensacola. It hardly seems worth it. On the way home, we took a side trip up to the top of laceName w:st="on">SouthlaceName> laceType w:st="on">MountainlaceType>. See the photos of the vista that this vantage point allows. It is truly breath taking.

 

The afternoon was spent in the shower and just “sitting”, talking, and laughing about old jokes and such. I had an offer to go to listen to Chris Strone play Mandolin. The reason that this offer is interesting is that Tim, my cousin Tim, the analytical engineer has been taking Mandolin lessons from Chris. He started this winter, and for the short time he has been involved, he’s doing pretty well.  I am NOT making this up.

 

After dinner Tim, Eileen and I headed for the Coffee Plantation to hear Chris perform. It turns out that his abilities are rather eclectic as is his taste in music. By using a digital sampling machine he was able to do a very entertaining job of accompanying himself on several instruments, including, keyboard, recorder, upright bass, mandolin, just to name a few. He even had guests come up and perform. I have not heard upright bass and dijerido played together before tonight. It was a strange and not unpleasant paring of two diverse instruments. I was asked to sit in, which I was happy to do. I hope they liked what they heard. Well, they asked me up later in the evening, so I must not have done that bad.

 

It is late this evening, but I am feeling better.

 

Please bare with me in this: I like the Haiku poetic form. My son rekindled that interest – after forgetting about it for decades – at a house party he hosted at the house he was renting at the time. I was thrilled to read the thoughtful, humorous and very creative Haiku that adorned the butcher paper covered walls that evening. For those of you who need a refresher, Haiku is a demanding poetic form requiring three lines of (in this order) 5 syllables, 7 syllables and finishing with another 5 syllables.

 

HAIKU

 

To those I know well

You are thought of constantly

Mostly, I miss you.

 

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