Saturday turned out to be a long day. The Commander and Kadizzle headed to San Tan, Arizona to visit friends from back home. At 4:30 we headed home to the Earth Module. Part of the plan was to resupply with groceries in Globe, Arizona. Globe is a ramshackle copper mining town you can only get to by some crazy mountain roads winding about canyons, crevices, and over steep gorges. As we came down a steep hill and around the bend the traffic was halted. For eight hours the road would be closed. Apparently three dead bodies plugged the road from a motorcycle crash. Investigators had to come from far away and there must have been a lot to investigate. No doubt some huge court case was in the making.
The Kadizzles thought surely they can open up a path wide enough to get one lane of cars by. No way. After waiting for an hour we gave up and made the 100 mile detour through Winkleman. We should have been back at the Earth module around six. Our trip ended at 8:30.
A strange coincidence happened while we waited hoping the road would open. Someone gave up ahead of us. They stopped to tell a motorcyclist about two cars behind us what had happened. Kadizzle sent The Commander back to interview the motorcyclist for news. Some time passed and The Commander got bored again she went to talk to the man on the motorcycle. As the conversation evolved she realized the man was the person who would be the new member of our trail crew on Monday. So our first meeting with Jeff accidently occurred under the most unusual circumstances. What are the odds you would come upon a wreck and the guy behind you is a person you are scheduled to meet on Monday>
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment