Here we go, the bust out is in progress. Up early the goal is to get to Bismarck. Of course this being North Dakota the roads may be a problem. Hopefully we can make it to the airport. Road information is not coming across the radio from NPR so we are looking at the maps on the internet. The information is sketchy, but will have to do. Getting stuck is not a good option.
As always there are dozens of little task, like shut off the water, the water heater and so on. The real trick is not to forget something vital. Wait the guy on the radio is talking. Maybe he will say something about the roads. He is giving the weather, how about the roads. Nothing, he said nothing about the roads. Mrs. Kadizzle is still in her PJ's. Getting Mrs. Kadizzle to actually blast off is a big job. Each little detail has to be dwelt upon. The house must be sparkling clean when we leave. The garbage disposal has to be sanitary, the window blinds just right. The obsession goes on. The garbage can has to face the right direction. Now, Mrs Kadizzle is inspecting my luggage. The TSA right here in my kitchen. Now she is going to repack my grab bag. This is how things get messed up. Kadizzle puts something in his luggage and Mrs Kadizzle takes it out.
So keep up to date, see if the next epistle comes from AZ, or will we be stuck in the winter wonderland?
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Friday, December 30, 2016
Stillness at the Crazy Club.
As the sun shines in the windows of the crazy club Shinny tells Mr. and Mrs. Kadizzle about the slow shopping season in Hazen. Snow has plugged up the town and the dollars cannot get out to be sewn into the economy. So the crazy club has been still. Stoupini is in Port Townsend, and even the gossip has come to a halt. Shinny said the Christmas cookies needed to be eaten so Kadizzle plowed into them. The Crazy Club may shut down for January. Crazy people will be roaming the streets with no where to go. Wait, that has always been the case.
Cliff is out hiking today with the new boss in AZ. Little Mike has been worn down and is taking a break. Mrs Kadizzle will kick some ass and the loppers will be in the hands of the choppers next week.
Will it flood in Hazen this spring? With the huge piles of snow everywhere the chances of water problems seem good. If the perfect disaster comes look out. If the ground is frozen, full of moisture, and it warms up too quickly rivers will run. If Montana sends a good load the lake will come up and the good ship will be able to get into the back bays.
Cliff is out hiking today with the new boss in AZ. Little Mike has been worn down and is taking a break. Mrs Kadizzle will kick some ass and the loppers will be in the hands of the choppers next week.
Will it flood in Hazen this spring? With the huge piles of snow everywhere the chances of water problems seem good. If the perfect disaster comes look out. If the ground is frozen, full of moisture, and it warms up too quickly rivers will run. If Montana sends a good load the lake will come up and the good ship will be able to get into the back bays.
Trusting experience
Has this happened to you? Someone tells you to do something that seems wrong, dangerous, or just not right, and what do you do? Kadizzle remembers one of these experiences with Kee Chee. Kee Chee was an old Indian in Canyon De Chelly. Strangely Kadizzle met the niece of Kee Chee about two months ago some 20 years after Kadizzle went up the canyon with Kee Chee.
Kee Chee was an Indian guide. You cannot go into the canyon unless you hire a guide. Kee Chee told Kadizzle to drive into the river. This was a bit strange, but Kadizzle thought we would cross the river in the Toyota Tundra. No, Kee Chee told Kadizzle to turn and drive up the river. This seemed wrong. Kadizzle inquired with Kee Chee if indeed he heard him correctly. Chee explained that the bottom of the river was perfectly flat and all sand. It appeared to be that way. So in about two inches of water we drove up the river with no problems. Must have been an old Indian trick. Kee Chee said you could not drive up the river if it was dry you would sink in the sand. Everyone has seen this phenomenon at the beach.
So what is the point? Well sometimes in life you have to just trust someone. Of course many times this may go wrong. How do you decide who to trust? It is strange that often we trust people we do not know more than someone we have known a long time. When you get on a plane you trust the pilot, who may have just come from a bar, but you trust him. Doctors are the most dangerous people in general to trust.
Once upon a time Kadizzle was a student in college in West Virginia. Two dolts paid by the college led out outdoor recreation class. The dolts took us on a trip to Cooper's Rocks to repel the 900 ft rock face. Now the two dolts had talked a good game, and Kadizzle assumed the dolts had some actual repelling experience. At the top of the repel Kadizzle was a bit concerned about the tree the dolts were using for an anchor, but figured the dolts must know what they are doing. One of the dolts was a pretty fat guy. Kadizzle asked the fat guy leader if he was going to go down the repel line next. This is when the fat guy who was telling everyone how to do it replied, " No, I have never done this before". The dolts had just read about repelling, and only knew what was in the book. The fat dolt said he was scared just standing there. Kadizzle went down the rock face, and the dolt teaching the class climbed back down the trail. So the moral of the story is the old line about don't assume anything.
Kee Chee was an Indian guide. You cannot go into the canyon unless you hire a guide. Kee Chee told Kadizzle to drive into the river. This was a bit strange, but Kadizzle thought we would cross the river in the Toyota Tundra. No, Kee Chee told Kadizzle to turn and drive up the river. This seemed wrong. Kadizzle inquired with Kee Chee if indeed he heard him correctly. Chee explained that the bottom of the river was perfectly flat and all sand. It appeared to be that way. So in about two inches of water we drove up the river with no problems. Must have been an old Indian trick. Kee Chee said you could not drive up the river if it was dry you would sink in the sand. Everyone has seen this phenomenon at the beach.
So what is the point? Well sometimes in life you have to just trust someone. Of course many times this may go wrong. How do you decide who to trust? It is strange that often we trust people we do not know more than someone we have known a long time. When you get on a plane you trust the pilot, who may have just come from a bar, but you trust him. Doctors are the most dangerous people in general to trust.
Once upon a time Kadizzle was a student in college in West Virginia. Two dolts paid by the college led out outdoor recreation class. The dolts took us on a trip to Cooper's Rocks to repel the 900 ft rock face. Now the two dolts had talked a good game, and Kadizzle assumed the dolts had some actual repelling experience. At the top of the repel Kadizzle was a bit concerned about the tree the dolts were using for an anchor, but figured the dolts must know what they are doing. One of the dolts was a pretty fat guy. Kadizzle asked the fat guy leader if he was going to go down the repel line next. This is when the fat guy who was telling everyone how to do it replied, " No, I have never done this before". The dolts had just read about repelling, and only knew what was in the book. The fat dolt said he was scared just standing there. Kadizzle went down the rock face, and the dolt teaching the class climbed back down the trail. So the moral of the story is the old line about don't assume anything.
Every six months
The doctoring is done and the news is good. Old Kadizzle will continue on the planet. The good news is the PSA is at zero, which means either the prostate cancer is gone or it cannot find a new home. In a body this size it should be able to find a new home, of course it may not want to live in a fat neighborhood.
Saturday morning the laws of physics will lift us into the air and we will head to Arizona. Just imagining the door of the plane opening into 55 degree weather is a comforting thought. Once back at the Earth Module there will be no more television, good sound system, or snow. Long hot showers will be a thing left in Hazen. The humming birds will no doubt be glad to see us and we will be able to hear the coyotes under the window.
Saturday morning the laws of physics will lift us into the air and we will head to Arizona. Just imagining the door of the plane opening into 55 degree weather is a comforting thought. Once back at the Earth Module there will be no more television, good sound system, or snow. Long hot showers will be a thing left in Hazen. The humming birds will no doubt be glad to see us and we will be able to hear the coyotes under the window.
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
Coal Mining Blues
Coal Mining Blues. Kadizzle started his career way back when Kentucky didn't have any union men. Not really, but it seems that long ago when Kadizzle used to get up from bed at night, and get ready for the midnight shift. Way up the little valley in the hills past Benwood Kadizzle would head to the mine. The mine was just a change house, some small offices, and mainly a shaft. As mines progress new shafts are put down to get people to work. Otherwise you would spend a lot of time riding underground just to get to where you will remove the coal. Kadizzle can remember so well sitting in the cool evening air waiting to hop on the elevator and go down to the mine. All the miners sat around dressed in filthy cloths with their headlamps on. Coal mines run on time. If you are not at the bottom of that shaft when the man trip comes you don't get another chance. Just go home unpaid. Kadizzle was always amazed by the elevators that took miners down to the depths. The amazing thing is they are identical to elevators in a big office building. The inside of the elevator is a nice stainless steel finish and the button panel is just the same. Only one problem, you do not get to select the floor you will get off on. There is only one button, and that takes you to the basement. In the basement it is a whole different world. The mantrip is there to take you back into the mine where the coal is cut. Eight hours later you emerge, go up the elevator, and try to wash the coal dust off. It never works. Your body is permeated with coal dust. In the shower room you scrub, and scrub, but when you go to the bar people know you are a coal miner by the raccoon eyes you have from the coal dust under your eyelids.
Festivus
Today is scheduled for the great Festivus celebration. Festivus will require a lot of work. Snow is piled everywhere. Just getting down to the creek will be a lot of shoveling. More firewood needs to be gathered, but if all goes well the celebration will go forward.
Ticklepinch is stuck out in the country with her mom, and dad, so who knows it may just be the old Grandparents. The deck has snowed in again and the big question is can the garbage truck make it down the street.
This is the first year in twenty years the Kadizzles put up a real Christmas tree. Taking it down should be relatively simple. Perhaps Kadizzle can convince the boss to toss it in the Festivus fire today.
Before long we will head back to the warm life in Arizona. No more endless hot showers and a few other amenities will be missed, but warm sunlight is a fair trade. No television in the wild. That is a good thing. Sleeping with the windows open, a good thing. No noise, the silence of the desert.
Ticklepinch is stuck out in the country with her mom, and dad, so who knows it may just be the old Grandparents. The deck has snowed in again and the big question is can the garbage truck make it down the street.
This is the first year in twenty years the Kadizzles put up a real Christmas tree. Taking it down should be relatively simple. Perhaps Kadizzle can convince the boss to toss it in the Festivus fire today.
Before long we will head back to the warm life in Arizona. No more endless hot showers and a few other amenities will be missed, but warm sunlight is a fair trade. No television in the wild. That is a good thing. Sleeping with the windows open, a good thing. No noise, the silence of the desert.
Monday, December 26, 2016
Waves of snow
Well boys and girls we are awake in North Dakota. Ah, yes, a blizzard. So look out the window. Mate is going nuts worrying about one blizzard thing and another. Her favorite is worrying about the vent for the furnace plugging. Next she just transferred that thinking to the dryer vent. The front door is just about the same height as the drift in front of it. The back porch Kadizzle just cleaned a few days ago is back to it't original condition.
Inside coffee is brewing, and NPR is blasting on the radio. Festivus is scheduled for Tomorrow and the dig out will take a massive effort. The wood pile is not high enough and more wood will be needed.
There will be nothing like the year we are about to enter. A crazy man has been elected president. Trump is so unpredictable it is hopeless to figure what he will fix or mess up. It is like going to the monkey cage at the zoo. Of course the old Trumpster has put his other favorite monkeys in the cage with him. Giving an insane, egotistical, delusional, man control of nuclear weapons, the economy, and congress is going to be a sled ride we will not forget. Most of us have tried controlling a drunk, now we will have a man drunk on power. If we are lucky he will play golf and let lesser idiots try to manage the government.
Sometimes good things can accidentally happen. What if an old abandoned building burns down in the middle of town. If a new building or park takes it's place the tragedy was not so bad. Trump could have the effect of educating people. Sometimes a car wreck inspires people to drive safely. Right away we will see the brakes come off as the Republicans try to destroy years of social progress as fast as they can. The current plan calls for throwing as many people into poverty as possible. Tax breaks for the rich in and of themselves can accomplish this, but old Trump will include the destruction of social security and medicare. The poor white trash that voted for the Donald will have fun once the food stamps evaporate. Starving granny by taking away her social security will be fun to watch. The military gang will be provided with so much money and so many new toys their heads will spin with joy. Christmas will be every day at the Pentagon. We are only days away from the beginning of the Apocalypse. But then again, maybe the trainers can restrain the monkey. Maybe some Republicans will see the disaster Trump will try to bring on and stop it. Maybe it will just take a little longer for the Republican party to implode than people think. It will be a good show, and we will all have a front row seat.
Inside coffee is brewing, and NPR is blasting on the radio. Festivus is scheduled for Tomorrow and the dig out will take a massive effort. The wood pile is not high enough and more wood will be needed.
There will be nothing like the year we are about to enter. A crazy man has been elected president. Trump is so unpredictable it is hopeless to figure what he will fix or mess up. It is like going to the monkey cage at the zoo. Of course the old Trumpster has put his other favorite monkeys in the cage with him. Giving an insane, egotistical, delusional, man control of nuclear weapons, the economy, and congress is going to be a sled ride we will not forget. Most of us have tried controlling a drunk, now we will have a man drunk on power. If we are lucky he will play golf and let lesser idiots try to manage the government.
Sometimes good things can accidentally happen. What if an old abandoned building burns down in the middle of town. If a new building or park takes it's place the tragedy was not so bad. Trump could have the effect of educating people. Sometimes a car wreck inspires people to drive safely. Right away we will see the brakes come off as the Republicans try to destroy years of social progress as fast as they can. The current plan calls for throwing as many people into poverty as possible. Tax breaks for the rich in and of themselves can accomplish this, but old Trump will include the destruction of social security and medicare. The poor white trash that voted for the Donald will have fun once the food stamps evaporate. Starving granny by taking away her social security will be fun to watch. The military gang will be provided with so much money and so many new toys their heads will spin with joy. Christmas will be every day at the Pentagon. We are only days away from the beginning of the Apocalypse. But then again, maybe the trainers can restrain the monkey. Maybe some Republicans will see the disaster Trump will try to bring on and stop it. Maybe it will just take a little longer for the Republican party to implode than people think. It will be a good show, and we will all have a front row seat.
Sunday, December 25, 2016
Mazatal Wilderness
Ticklepinch
Ticklepinch spent the night at the other Grandpa's so old Kadizzle awoke to a calm home. Yesterday the little neutron ate a couple Christmas cookies and it was game on. Kadizzle had to chase, tickle, and rumble with Sylvie for hours. Then the time finally came to open the presents. The little princess was delighted with what she got, but she has no idea the surprise she is in for when she gets home. For months Sylvie has been begging for a set of gymnastic bars. So parents and grandparents with weak willpower submitted and the gym set is in the basement back home. If it wears the energy bug down it will be worth the insane price. The energy bug inherited a few things from Granny. The nuclear power is one of the genetic gifts from granny. Sylvie has endless energy and strength. Hiking up in the mountains is no problem for this kid. Also the girl inherited her grannies fascination for the weather. So grandma got her a little weather station that will constantly tell her the temperature outside.
Old Kadizzle was not as fortunate as the young Sylvie. A family with nine children has limited resources, but God must have had a heart. Kadizzle had an Aunt Agnes that worked with her husband at a famous toy factory. Does it get any better than having an aunt and uncle that work at a toy factory. One thing that would happen before Christmas was a trip to Aunt Agnes basement. There one would see a marvelous display of toys. Somehow Agnes keyed in on what opened your eyes the widest. Magically those toys would appear under the tree Christmas morning.
As Hazen experiences a blizzard it will be hard to motivate Kadizzle to go out on the creek and gather more firewood for Festivus, but only time will tell if he becomes brave enough to go out today.
Old Kadizzle was not as fortunate as the young Sylvie. A family with nine children has limited resources, but God must have had a heart. Kadizzle had an Aunt Agnes that worked with her husband at a famous toy factory. Does it get any better than having an aunt and uncle that work at a toy factory. One thing that would happen before Christmas was a trip to Aunt Agnes basement. There one would see a marvelous display of toys. Somehow Agnes keyed in on what opened your eyes the widest. Magically those toys would appear under the tree Christmas morning.
As Hazen experiences a blizzard it will be hard to motivate Kadizzle to go out on the creek and gather more firewood for Festivus, but only time will tell if he becomes brave enough to go out today.
Saturday, December 24, 2016
New Hat under developement
The hats are expected to sell well to the right wing crowd. A lot of crazy ideas are floating around in the heads of the Trump crowd. The trick is to keep them in. Also many Trump supporters fear information may penetrate their skulls which makes them feel like they made a big mistake. The hat will keep that information out.
Now that Trump is considering starting a nuclear arms race the hat should protect wearers from the radiation that is sure to flourish.
Friday, December 23, 2016
Eloise.
Grandpa and Ticklepinch are having a great time watching Eloise. Eloise reminds Grandpa so much of Sylvie. So here we sit in Hazen enjoying the freezing 4 degrees. Fran cooked up a wonderful meal for everyone at the Bodine country home. Bodines are slowly pouring in. It is not unusual for 24 people ot be staying in their home for Christmas. Of course they have the mother of all dinners. It takes a couple of big tables end to end to seat everyone, and massive amounts of food is cooked and consumed. We ran into Peggy at the grocery store with a cart overflowing with food.
Peggy is Fran's mom, and one of Kadizzle's heroes. Peggy is a staunch Catholic, but she would correct the Pope if she thought he was wrong. On several occasions Peggy has corrected the priest in her church after a sermon. Peggy plays the piano in church, so she is in the ideal position to spread the gospel according to Peggy. Before the election the priest had the audacity to promote Trump for president. After finishing her song on the piano Peggy got up and gave the Democratic view to the congregation. This is not the first time Peggy has pointed out that God is not a Republican too the congregation.
Well got to go now, Eloise is locked in a locker in the basement and the marraige she is trying to stop looks like it is going forward. The tension is building.
Peggy is Fran's mom, and one of Kadizzle's heroes. Peggy is a staunch Catholic, but she would correct the Pope if she thought he was wrong. On several occasions Peggy has corrected the priest in her church after a sermon. Peggy plays the piano in church, so she is in the ideal position to spread the gospel according to Peggy. Before the election the priest had the audacity to promote Trump for president. After finishing her song on the piano Peggy got up and gave the Democratic view to the congregation. This is not the first time Peggy has pointed out that God is not a Republican too the congregation.
Well got to go now, Eloise is locked in a locker in the basement and the marraige she is trying to stop looks like it is going forward. The tension is building.
Thursday, December 22, 2016
Undetectable.
Undetectable, ah what a good word. The PSA check today said there were no detectable antigens. Now, that is good news for Kadizzle, and perhaps a curse for the rest of the world. Once you get the dreaded cancer you live in six month increments. The nasty little cancer cells may be roaming your body looking for a new home. Discrimination is good in this case. Most neighborhoods will not welcome the cancer cells, however the little devils are clever. Once they realize they are getting no where, then they may decide that a disguise is needed. This is called mutation. So all it takes is one cell getting smart and the game is on again. So far so good. We all have to die from something, and Kadizzle would prefer something besides cancer. Kadizzle has always wished to die from acute prosperity. Unless lightening strikes that will be unlikely, and anyway we don't really lack for anything.
So here we sit in the arctic shoveling snow for entertainment. The little Ticklepinch is back for Christmas and should show up within the hour. The young gymnast is out at the other grandpas right now. Sylvie has been pleading for an expensive gymnastics bar to work out in her basement. Between the grandparents and the regular parents it looks like it will happen. Sylvie is so full of energy it should be a great investment. As is it seems impossible for her to stay upright. Constantly she is doing a cartwheel or a handstand. If the gift manages to drain her down to a reasonable energy level it may be a good investment. Granny is the one that put the energy gene into little Ticklepinch. Granny must be hiking, biking, or doings some physical activity every moment of the day. Grandpa on the other hand has perfected idleness.
Hopefully grandpa will get enough gumption to start preparing for Festivus. It appears there is a lot of snow on the creek and a lot of shoveling will be required. Then there is the wood to gather. Over the past years we have burnt the easy stuff, so wood may have to be dragged a long way. Well maybe tomorrow will bring enough good weather to make a go of it.
So here we sit in the arctic shoveling snow for entertainment. The little Ticklepinch is back for Christmas and should show up within the hour. The young gymnast is out at the other grandpas right now. Sylvie has been pleading for an expensive gymnastics bar to work out in her basement. Between the grandparents and the regular parents it looks like it will happen. Sylvie is so full of energy it should be a great investment. As is it seems impossible for her to stay upright. Constantly she is doing a cartwheel or a handstand. If the gift manages to drain her down to a reasonable energy level it may be a good investment. Granny is the one that put the energy gene into little Ticklepinch. Granny must be hiking, biking, or doings some physical activity every moment of the day. Grandpa on the other hand has perfected idleness.
Hopefully grandpa will get enough gumption to start preparing for Festivus. It appears there is a lot of snow on the creek and a lot of shoveling will be required. Then there is the wood to gather. Over the past years we have burnt the easy stuff, so wood may have to be dragged a long way. Well maybe tomorrow will bring enough good weather to make a go of it.
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Johnny, a remarkable man
Up the street so to speak lives Johnny. By up the street Kadizzle means two camp sites to the East. Johnny lumbered in about a month ago in his old motor home that looks like it has fought many battles. Johnny is 87 and has probably shrunk by several inches. Johnny doesn't have a mean bone in his body, and to top it off he is a good liberal. Johnny comes down from Alaska in his motor home to spend the winter at Lake Roosevelt. There is something unique about Johnny and that is why the Forest Service values Johnny. Johnny was there when the 40 million dollars was spent to build the place. Johnny knows where every wire and sewer line runs, and he remembers. Johnny is a portable set of blue prints. So the employees can put Johnny in the truck and drive anywhere with confidence they can dig down and hit a pipe where Johnny says it is.
On just about any day Johnny will drive by ten times suffering from boredom. Johnny has a little white poodle or whatever it is named Bessie. Bessie rides beside Johnny with her paws on the dashboard or her head out the window. Bessie knows English as a second language. In the summer Johnny loves to fish for salmon, which he brings down for everyone. We had a great salmon dinner courtesy of Johnny.
What set Kadizzle on this train of thought was how much Johnny contributes. At 87 you cannot swing an axe or dig with a shovel, but the other day Kadizzle went into the shop and there was Johnny. Johnny was straightening up, and sorting bolts. How many people do you know 87 that are volunteers and get their ass out of bed and go work for the greater good. Johnny is the only one Kadizzle knows. May my old girlfriend who is 93 has a lot of spark. She is in the nursing home, and having a good time harassing everyone while no doubt she is cackling up a storm. Kadizzle does not plan to live so long, but if he does maybe he can have the energy of Johnny, or May.
On just about any day Johnny will drive by ten times suffering from boredom. Johnny has a little white poodle or whatever it is named Bessie. Bessie rides beside Johnny with her paws on the dashboard or her head out the window. Bessie knows English as a second language. In the summer Johnny loves to fish for salmon, which he brings down for everyone. We had a great salmon dinner courtesy of Johnny.
What set Kadizzle on this train of thought was how much Johnny contributes. At 87 you cannot swing an axe or dig with a shovel, but the other day Kadizzle went into the shop and there was Johnny. Johnny was straightening up, and sorting bolts. How many people do you know 87 that are volunteers and get their ass out of bed and go work for the greater good. Johnny is the only one Kadizzle knows. May my old girlfriend who is 93 has a lot of spark. She is in the nursing home, and having a good time harassing everyone while no doubt she is cackling up a storm. Kadizzle does not plan to live so long, but if he does maybe he can have the energy of Johnny, or May.
Tuesday, December 20, 2016
Polar Bears looking in the window
Back in the arctic it seems like any minute a polar bear might peer in the window. Walking out to board the tiny cigar tube in Denver that brought us to Bismarck we had our first taste of the white powder. Of course in Bismarck the roads were terrible and snow was blowing. No in a mood to have a crash Kadizzle drove like what he is, and old man.
The house in Hazen just does not want to warm up. After huffing and puffing the furnace struggled to get the house up to 63 degrees. No more walking out the door at night in underwear to water the flowers. No more roasting in the sun reading The New Yorker. Humming birds will not be coming to the feeder at the window.
Now our task will be to buy unnecessary crap for Christmas and prepare for Festivus on the creek. Of course as we sit here having coffee the assistant is still going through tons of mail that came while we were gone. A few nice surprises like checks out of nowhere, and of course all kinds of nickle and dime bills. By Thursday the little Ticklepinch will be here jumping around like a wild Mexican jumping bean.
Mate has been obsessed with buying a home in Payson, Arizona. Being at the only home we do have Kadizzle realizes what a big yard we have after seeing houses placed on postage stamps in Arizona. Space around a home is nice. Our view back in Arizona is unbeatable. We look out over the lake and mountains, and if one was a little inventive you could see the cliff dwellings behind us. Now we see a white sheet of snow in every direction. In about an hour Kadizzle will have his first taste of the winter blast.
The house in Hazen just does not want to warm up. After huffing and puffing the furnace struggled to get the house up to 63 degrees. No more walking out the door at night in underwear to water the flowers. No more roasting in the sun reading The New Yorker. Humming birds will not be coming to the feeder at the window.
Now our task will be to buy unnecessary crap for Christmas and prepare for Festivus on the creek. Of course as we sit here having coffee the assistant is still going through tons of mail that came while we were gone. A few nice surprises like checks out of nowhere, and of course all kinds of nickle and dime bills. By Thursday the little Ticklepinch will be here jumping around like a wild Mexican jumping bean.
Mate has been obsessed with buying a home in Payson, Arizona. Being at the only home we do have Kadizzle realizes what a big yard we have after seeing houses placed on postage stamps in Arizona. Space around a home is nice. Our view back in Arizona is unbeatable. We look out over the lake and mountains, and if one was a little inventive you could see the cliff dwellings behind us. Now we see a white sheet of snow in every direction. In about an hour Kadizzle will have his first taste of the winter blast.
Sunday, December 18, 2016
What could possibly go Wrong? A Trump voter finds out.
The window was open all night and it went down to a terrible 39 degrees. Sleeping in cold air is great. Tomorrow we can sleep at the insane temperatures in North Dakota if we please. Mate is in the midst of purchasing a gift for the holiday season.
Now a thought has trickled into the brain of Kadizzle. What happens when you set out to do something and get a result you never dreamed of? Today we are all awake in a country that elected Donald Trump. This video will make you pee your pants laughing, but it illustrates so well what Trump voters have done. Things go terribly wrong for a Trump voter
Now a thought has trickled into the brain of Kadizzle. What happens when you set out to do something and get a result you never dreamed of? Today we are all awake in a country that elected Donald Trump. This video will make you pee your pants laughing, but it illustrates so well what Trump voters have done. Things go terribly wrong for a Trump voter
Saturday, December 17, 2016
Just an Update
Wind rarely blows here, but it is currently going nuts. The salvation is the temperature is in the fifties. The Forest Service Christmas party was yesterday, a lot of good food, and the big boss was following his tradition of playing Christmas carols on the violin. Also the strange gift exchange took place. Each person picks a gift from under the tree, one person at a time. The exchange system allows anyone to steal the gift from the person. A gift can be stolen three times, then it is out of play. If someone steals your gift, you take theirs, and on it goes. The Kadizzles got a very nice gift, but it was stolen, and we ended up with maple syrup. The process is complicated, but you get the idea. What a tradition stealing at Christmas time.
The Christmas party is a chance to meet all the people who work for the Forest Service in the Tonto Basin. People range from fire fighters to volunteers. People from every background are involved. We even have a Canadian volunteer.
On Monday the Kadizzles will return to the frozen north. It will be shocking to say the least. Natives of this area have no clue what real cold is. The rain and perhaps some snow on the mountains may get the streams running. One of the great sights here is running water falls, etc.
Mate and Cliff will go to Globe. Mate wants to buy some gifts from the Pickle Barrel. Yesterday Cliff came over and we had a dominoes tournament. Cliff turned out to be the champ. We need to revive the Mexican Train domino game that is traditional among RV people. `
The Christmas party is a chance to meet all the people who work for the Forest Service in the Tonto Basin. People range from fire fighters to volunteers. People from every background are involved. We even have a Canadian volunteer.
On Monday the Kadizzles will return to the frozen north. It will be shocking to say the least. Natives of this area have no clue what real cold is. The rain and perhaps some snow on the mountains may get the streams running. One of the great sights here is running water falls, etc.
Mate and Cliff will go to Globe. Mate wants to buy some gifts from the Pickle Barrel. Yesterday Cliff came over and we had a dominoes tournament. Cliff turned out to be the champ. We need to revive the Mexican Train domino game that is traditional among RV people. `
Friday, December 16, 2016
A few things I believe
Deep in the Mazatal Mountains
When we got to the trail head after a long scenic ride we found where someone cached water for the Arizona trail. Back in this wilderness you quickly realize how brave and determined hikers on the Arizona trail are. The people that hike that trail are by themselves miles and impossible miles from any kind of help. You cannot even land a helicopter in there. At the trail head a flyer was posted about a man that disappeared in 2010. The man's car was found, but the man has never been found. The flyer asked people to look for any remains of the man or his equipment.
Cliff and Kadizzle undertook the task of clearing some logs from the trail. The first log was easy. The second log required every kind of inventiveness we could muster. Using only natural materials to make a lever, rocks and fallen trees were used to move the large tree that was over one hundred feet long. After about an hour and a half we finally moved the tree from the trail.
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
One more time
Five A.M. once more. One of the first things done in the Earth Module is the heat puff. The Earth Module crew sleeps with the windows open, so the Earth Module is about 45 degrees when the crew awakes. Heat from the furnace, the stove making coffee, and the electric heater all contribute to the heat pufff. The Heat puff quickly gets the little Earth module up to 55 or 60. Next Mate has to get the sandwiches made while Kadizzle get's his second update and gradually reaches an acceptable level of consciousnesses.
The Trail crew had dinner together last night. Originally the plan was to have pizza, but the damn pizza place was closed so we had to go to the Butcher Hook to eat. Cliff and Little Mike had liver and onions. Kadizzle took enough biology to know the liver is like an oil filter for an animal. Kadizzle is not about to cut the oil filter out of an animal and fry it with onions.
Today it seems Cliff, wants to still get the Oak Flat trail done. At this point that is the plan. The plan may change when we are all in the truck. This whole excursion takes about forty miles of rumbling on dirt roads. Who in the hell made all the dirt roads all over the mountains of the southwest? Making a road in the mountains is no easy task . People must have been on a desperate search for lumber or minerals. Only a jeep could have gone on most of the roads when they were at their best.
Little Mike has one of those breathing machines that pump air into him at night. He is trying to run the thing on solar and his generator. Hopefully he had a better night last night. Yesterday he complained he had to get up in the middle of the night and start his generator.
On the motorcycle ride the other day Cliff and Kadizzle encountered a rancher. Kadizzle inquired about the wildlife. According to the rancher there are a lot of bear, and mountain lions around here. Kadizzlle cannot figure why we never see any. We have only seen one bear in six years. Cliff and Little Mike said they saw a good mountain lion paw print up on Campaign Creek. Shortly we will bust out the door, go over to the visitor center, trade the Toyota for the Government Truck, pick up Little Mike at his encampment, and be on our way up the mountain once again. It will take us until 8:30 to get up there. The Forest Service bunch all have the habit of starting work very early. The big cheese will be in his office prior to our arrival and so will a few more. They like to get to work in the early day to avoid the blasting heat. This is essential in the summer, but in the winter it is just a carry over habit. Hi, ho, ho, it is off to work we go.
The Trail crew had dinner together last night. Originally the plan was to have pizza, but the damn pizza place was closed so we had to go to the Butcher Hook to eat. Cliff and Little Mike had liver and onions. Kadizzle took enough biology to know the liver is like an oil filter for an animal. Kadizzle is not about to cut the oil filter out of an animal and fry it with onions.
Today it seems Cliff, wants to still get the Oak Flat trail done. At this point that is the plan. The plan may change when we are all in the truck. This whole excursion takes about forty miles of rumbling on dirt roads. Who in the hell made all the dirt roads all over the mountains of the southwest? Making a road in the mountains is no easy task . People must have been on a desperate search for lumber or minerals. Only a jeep could have gone on most of the roads when they were at their best.
Little Mike has one of those breathing machines that pump air into him at night. He is trying to run the thing on solar and his generator. Hopefully he had a better night last night. Yesterday he complained he had to get up in the middle of the night and start his generator.
On the motorcycle ride the other day Cliff and Kadizzle encountered a rancher. Kadizzle inquired about the wildlife. According to the rancher there are a lot of bear, and mountain lions around here. Kadizzlle cannot figure why we never see any. We have only seen one bear in six years. Cliff and Little Mike said they saw a good mountain lion paw print up on Campaign Creek. Shortly we will bust out the door, go over to the visitor center, trade the Toyota for the Government Truck, pick up Little Mike at his encampment, and be on our way up the mountain once again. It will take us until 8:30 to get up there. The Forest Service bunch all have the habit of starting work very early. The big cheese will be in his office prior to our arrival and so will a few more. They like to get to work in the early day to avoid the blasting heat. This is essential in the summer, but in the winter it is just a carry over habit. Hi, ho, ho, it is off to work we go.
Monday, December 12, 2016
Update on the Mountain.
Little Mike has never been in the mountains before and he was thrilled to ride to the top of the Four Peaks and hike down today on the trail crew. Kadizzle went up from the bottom and worked on the footpath while Mate, Cliff, and Little Mike came down from the top. It is a lot of hard work and the crew 63, 67,67, and 70 had to give in about 1:30. Although Kadizzle thought he had the bases covered with the phone for communications, he forgot one critical connector. So we tried the satellite communication system we carry. It worked, but all crew members need to practice. It is not easy to type one letter at at time, and the navigation on the DeLorme could be better.
So now the crew will embark for pizza in Tonto Basin. The pizza is good, but little Mike is finicky, Kadizzle will gobble it down with the help of Little Joey. A pitcher of beer might be in order. Cliff, and Mate claim they want to go back up to the top and do another day. Tomorrow or tonight we will have to decide.
The weather here has been fantastic and it is hard to be homesick for North Dakota, but we will be back in the land of the protest, or the fight against the Black Snake as the warriors call it by Sunday.
A friend of Mrs. Kadizzle was killed today in a plane crash in Moab. Sad to hear about. The man was a professional pilot who sometimes hauled freight. In the course of making an emergency landing he hit a power line. Mate just recently went repelling with the Moab crew which included the pilot. So life goes on and you never know what will happen next.
So now the crew will embark for pizza in Tonto Basin. The pizza is good, but little Mike is finicky, Kadizzle will gobble it down with the help of Little Joey. A pitcher of beer might be in order. Cliff, and Mate claim they want to go back up to the top and do another day. Tomorrow or tonight we will have to decide.
The weather here has been fantastic and it is hard to be homesick for North Dakota, but we will be back in the land of the protest, or the fight against the Black Snake as the warriors call it by Sunday.
A friend of Mrs. Kadizzle was killed today in a plane crash in Moab. Sad to hear about. The man was a professional pilot who sometimes hauled freight. In the course of making an emergency landing he hit a power line. Mate just recently went repelling with the Moab crew which included the pilot. So life goes on and you never know what will happen next.
Assault on the Mountain.
We are up very early. Sandwiches are being made, coffee is being consumed. The plan has not yet congealed. The incomplete plan is to drive up to the top of Four Peaks as early as we can. There we will discharge either two or three people. Whomever gets assigned the task will hike from the top to the bottom of the Oak Flat trail. If God is willing the brushing on the trail will get done today. Little Mike has never been up to the top and will surely be thrilled with the hike. Big Mike more than likely will be the pickup man at the bottom. The sun will not be up for another hour. A goal of the trail crew has been to get the Oak Flat trail done. It may happen today. Stay tuned for the outcome.
Sunday, December 11, 2016
Old Man rides motorcycle to the top of Everest
The view from up there is spectacular. Below is a crash picture from last year.
The Day Unfolds
Normally we are up at 5 A.M. Today the gang did not get out of bed until daylight. Sunday is off to a start with two cups of coffee. Kadizzle wandered over to Cliff's for the morning bullshit session. Now the big problem, what to do? Cliff wants to go for a ATV ride into the mountains. Kadizzle would not mind doing the same. The problem is how to provide transportation for the princess. Cliff is returning from his morning foray to the work-site restroom. Mate just popped out the door to consult with Cliff.
The real estate hunt in Payson never ends. Yesterday we were going to purchase a lot for sure, today Mrs. Kadizzle is considering a condominium. So it goes.
Spent a good part of yesterday sprucing up the "Yard". Yard work in Arizona involves destroying weeds and grass trying to come up through the rock. In our little Shangrala overlooking the lake we must keep up appearances for the neighbors. Can't spell Shang gra la. So just live with it. The spell checker does not have a clue. Mate has been talking about camping out on the ground as part of our trail work. There has not been a lot of enthusiasm.
Everyday we work with hand tools, loppers, rakes, hand saws, and other trail tools. Can you imagine Donald Trump working? It would probably be a good bet that the Donald has not touched anything with a handle except a toilet in his life.
The real estate hunt in Payson never ends. Yesterday we were going to purchase a lot for sure, today Mrs. Kadizzle is considering a condominium. So it goes.
Spent a good part of yesterday sprucing up the "Yard". Yard work in Arizona involves destroying weeds and grass trying to come up through the rock. In our little Shangrala overlooking the lake we must keep up appearances for the neighbors. Can't spell Shang gra la. So just live with it. The spell checker does not have a clue. Mate has been talking about camping out on the ground as part of our trail work. There has not been a lot of enthusiasm.
Everyday we work with hand tools, loppers, rakes, hand saws, and other trail tools. Can you imagine Donald Trump working? It would probably be a good bet that the Donald has not touched anything with a handle except a toilet in his life.
Saturday, December 10, 2016
A path to Freedom
Roberto wanted the Trail Crew to put an abandoned overgrown path back into service. So Kadizzle and Mate armed themselves with some serious tools and continued to blast and hack the salt cedar trees that were overtaking the path. Paths are interesting, often they go somewhere, sometimes they go nowhere, and sometimes they take you back where you started.
Mate wants to launch on a new path. She wants to buy a lot in Payson and build a house. Seems late in life to build a new home, but such is life. The blizzards in North Dakota are making it unlivable. Payson is at an elevation that makes the hot summers in Arizona more tolerable. In theory one could live in Payson comfortably most of the year. Payson is surrounded by national forest, so land is at a premium. A lot about the size of the one we have in Hazen will go for twelve times what we paid for the lot in Hazen. The house and lot in Hazen combined were less than what they want for a lot in Payson. Inflation and the New World Order account for the increase.
The big question is what will happen to the economy? Will it nose dive when the insanity starts full bore in Washington, or will it do OK as people figure we will just have to live through the insanity? The Southwest is plagued with water shortages. It will only get worse. According to the Payson propaganda Payson will be OK. Payson has access to a mountain reservoir which is supposed to insure plenty of water for the gulf courses. In fact they have a plan to waste some water just to prove the point. Water is one thing, fire is another. You can stay in North Dakota and freeze to death or you can go to Arizona and burn to death with no water. Of course our new regime says no problem. There is no climate problem, the tree huggers just made it all up. Tell that to the polar bears.
Mate wants to launch on a new path. She wants to buy a lot in Payson and build a house. Seems late in life to build a new home, but such is life. The blizzards in North Dakota are making it unlivable. Payson is at an elevation that makes the hot summers in Arizona more tolerable. In theory one could live in Payson comfortably most of the year. Payson is surrounded by national forest, so land is at a premium. A lot about the size of the one we have in Hazen will go for twelve times what we paid for the lot in Hazen. The house and lot in Hazen combined were less than what they want for a lot in Payson. Inflation and the New World Order account for the increase.
The big question is what will happen to the economy? Will it nose dive when the insanity starts full bore in Washington, or will it do OK as people figure we will just have to live through the insanity? The Southwest is plagued with water shortages. It will only get worse. According to the Payson propaganda Payson will be OK. Payson has access to a mountain reservoir which is supposed to insure plenty of water for the gulf courses. In fact they have a plan to waste some water just to prove the point. Water is one thing, fire is another. You can stay in North Dakota and freeze to death or you can go to Arizona and burn to death with no water. Of course our new regime says no problem. There is no climate problem, the tree huggers just made it all up. Tell that to the polar bears.
Friday, December 09, 2016
Cheer Up
Shanika called from North Dakota to complain that the Kadizzle Blog was too depressing yesterday, so perhaps today we need Cheer Up news. Well we are snug as a bug in the rug in the Earth Module. Up at five A.M. Mate is making the coffee the heaters warmed the joint up quickly. No doubt the sun will be out and it will warm up nicely. The crew will gather and we will continue to restore the trail at the Vineyard Picnic Area.
Cheech is in her new home in Philadelphia and her company had the mother of all Christmas parties with acrobats swinging from the ceiling. Sylvie hit the jackpot once again when Kadizzle's sister Patty sent Sylvie a package of artist supplies. No one live the gifted life little Sylvie does. As an only child with too many adoring relatives Sylvie need only snap her fingers and her desire is fulfilled. On top of this her mom is a soft touch along with her dad.
So sadness or depression is only a state of mind. Being healthy is a good starting point. Awakening there was no pain, and all bodily functions seemed normal. Being happy is always helped by something good to look forward to. Mate is making peanut butter and banana sandwiches which will be great for lunch. Next week we head home to celebrate Festivas the holiday for the rest of us. The Festivas celebration will be held on the creek by the house as usual. Everyone is invited. As usual the Festivas celebration will involve a huge fire built on the ice. Building a fire on ice seems counter productive, but the symbolism is important. One would think the fire would melt the ice and put itself out. This does not happen. The fire burns for hours. The lesson is you can never predict how things will turn out. So here we go heading toward 2017. Who knows how the new experiment with an insane man for president will turn out, but let us be optimistic.
Cheech is in her new home in Philadelphia and her company had the mother of all Christmas parties with acrobats swinging from the ceiling. Sylvie hit the jackpot once again when Kadizzle's sister Patty sent Sylvie a package of artist supplies. No one live the gifted life little Sylvie does. As an only child with too many adoring relatives Sylvie need only snap her fingers and her desire is fulfilled. On top of this her mom is a soft touch along with her dad.
So sadness or depression is only a state of mind. Being healthy is a good starting point. Awakening there was no pain, and all bodily functions seemed normal. Being happy is always helped by something good to look forward to. Mate is making peanut butter and banana sandwiches which will be great for lunch. Next week we head home to celebrate Festivas the holiday for the rest of us. The Festivas celebration will be held on the creek by the house as usual. Everyone is invited. As usual the Festivas celebration will involve a huge fire built on the ice. Building a fire on ice seems counter productive, but the symbolism is important. One would think the fire would melt the ice and put itself out. This does not happen. The fire burns for hours. The lesson is you can never predict how things will turn out. So here we go heading toward 2017. Who knows how the new experiment with an insane man for president will turn out, but let us be optimistic.
Thursday, December 08, 2016
Hard to be Motivated
Yesterday Mate and Kadizzle took on a task. Roberto asked the trail crew to re-establish some trails by a roadside picnic area. First we tried to find where the old trail went, then we proceeded to clear the brush and re-make the foot path. Whacking away at nasty thorns and bramble bushes the mind began to churn. Why was Kadizzle cutting his arms to shreds to clear a trail Donald Trump and the Republicans would do everything in their power to destroy? How many people have fought and are still fighting for clean air, clean water, decent neighborhoods, and all the things good only to have Trump destroy them? Trump wants to get rid of public lands. Public lands are what we work on every day so everyone can enjoy them, not just the rich.. Trump wants to destroy the EPA. The EPA makes the rivers clean enough so you can swim in them, drink the water from them, and allow them to be used for fishing, irrigation, and recreation. Trump wants to destroy HUD. Making the poor live in misery does no one any good. Creating poverty creates crime.
How are you going to motivate volunteers when you have a government that is only concerned about a select few? How do you motivate people to do work when the government itself is trying to destroy what you seek to accomplish? The amazing thing is the shear spectrum of what Trump wants to destroy. Trump has appointed a woman who wants to destroy public education and replace it with charter schools. Charter schools really mean crazy religious schools, don't kid yourself. What parent will try to work to provide for the public schools while Trump's gang tries to destroy them? What about teaching kids science, and about ecology? When the president appoints people who simply do not believe in science to run the government, how do you teach kids scientific facts, and scientific research? How do you teach Boy Scouts to be honorable people when you have a president that lies at every whim? How do you accomplish anything when for a role model you have a greedy, self centered, narcissist running the country? On and on it goes. Everything that has gone forward will now be set back by years. Very sad.
How are you going to motivate volunteers when you have a government that is only concerned about a select few? How do you motivate people to do work when the government itself is trying to destroy what you seek to accomplish? The amazing thing is the shear spectrum of what Trump wants to destroy. Trump has appointed a woman who wants to destroy public education and replace it with charter schools. Charter schools really mean crazy religious schools, don't kid yourself. What parent will try to work to provide for the public schools while Trump's gang tries to destroy them? What about teaching kids science, and about ecology? When the president appoints people who simply do not believe in science to run the government, how do you teach kids scientific facts, and scientific research? How do you teach Boy Scouts to be honorable people when you have a president that lies at every whim? How do you accomplish anything when for a role model you have a greedy, self centered, narcissist running the country? On and on it goes. Everything that has gone forward will now be set back by years. Very sad.
Wednesday, December 07, 2016
Writing Quickly
Kadizzle does not get paid for this BS. The net result is some pretty quick typing, and mistake making. This morning Kadazzle read what he wrote yesterday. It was the first review. The writing seemed like it had been done by someone who has English as a second language. A little editing would not hurt.
Today it will only be Kadizzle and Mate on the crew. Cliff and Little Mike wore themselves out yesterday on Campaign Creek. The plan today so far is to go up the Tule Trail and put up a Forest Service sign. As the day goes on the plan may change.
Today it will only be Kadizzle and Mate on the crew. Cliff and Little Mike wore themselves out yesterday on Campaign Creek. The plan today so far is to go up the Tule Trail and put up a Forest Service sign. As the day goes on the plan may change.
Tuesday, December 06, 2016
Parachute operation a scuccess
Yesterday the trail crew of three headed up to Peter Bigfoot's and Campaign creek trail. After a session with Mr. Bigfoot whereby we put in an order for vegetables we headed up the trail. The mission had sent Cliff on the bypass trail. Little Mike and Big Mike went the other way and made the stop at Bigfoot's. The arrangement was to meet Cliff where the trails rejoined. Time went on and Cliff did not show up. With a little concern Little Mike was sent back down the bypass trail to find Cliff. Big Mike went ahead clearing as he went. Too much time went by and neither Cliff nor Little Mike caught up. Big Mike began to be concerned something might have happened to Cliff. While all this was doing on suddenly one then another well armed helicoptered came down the steep valley at treetop level. It seemed to be a maneuver to keep from being detected. In the valley the silence is so suddenly broken by low flying aircraft.
Well our crew finally got back together when Kadizzle hiked back and found Cliff and Little Mike. Cliff said the bypass was heavily overgrown and he got slowed down way more than we had expected. After clearing about to miles of trail we headed back to Bigfoots. Bigfoot has a nice orchard with an incredible variety of fruit trees. Kadizzle had no idea pomegranates would grown in Arizona, but there was a whole tree of ripe pomegranates. Little Mike had never seen or eaten one, so we picked a ripe one for him. Bigfoot harvested some nice lettuce, Kohlrabi carrots, and beets. Later Cliff made a nice salad. Kadizzle dipped some carrots in peanut butter. So that was the health food extravaganza.
Now back to the helicopters. As we drove back to the Earth module we could see the C 130 flying around in circles. This meant there was a parachute drop in the lake. This is right outside the window of the Earth Module. So Kadizzle got to eat his carrots while he watched the two helicopters that had sneaked down the valley earlier extract the soldiers from the lake. It would seem one would just go down with the helicopter and pick up the guys in the raft, but that is not the case. There is endless buzzing and swirling, and false passes. The C 130 stays above and burns up tax dollars. In the end the helicopters plucked the guys out. Sometimes these exercises go on for a week or so. Sometimes they are all done in the dark so you can hear the air machines, but not see them.
Cliff and Little Mike already have headed up to Campaign Creek to clear more trail this morning. Kadizzle has to go get the supreme leader at the airport in Phoenix. So that is the way it is at Lake Roosevelt. A little cloudy, but no blizzard or snow like North Dakota. Praise be unto Jeeeeus.
Well our crew finally got back together when Kadizzle hiked back and found Cliff and Little Mike. Cliff said the bypass was heavily overgrown and he got slowed down way more than we had expected. After clearing about to miles of trail we headed back to Bigfoots. Bigfoot has a nice orchard with an incredible variety of fruit trees. Kadizzle had no idea pomegranates would grown in Arizona, but there was a whole tree of ripe pomegranates. Little Mike had never seen or eaten one, so we picked a ripe one for him. Bigfoot harvested some nice lettuce, Kohlrabi carrots, and beets. Later Cliff made a nice salad. Kadizzle dipped some carrots in peanut butter. So that was the health food extravaganza.
Now back to the helicopters. As we drove back to the Earth module we could see the C 130 flying around in circles. This meant there was a parachute drop in the lake. This is right outside the window of the Earth Module. So Kadizzle got to eat his carrots while he watched the two helicopters that had sneaked down the valley earlier extract the soldiers from the lake. It would seem one would just go down with the helicopter and pick up the guys in the raft, but that is not the case. There is endless buzzing and swirling, and false passes. The C 130 stays above and burns up tax dollars. In the end the helicopters plucked the guys out. Sometimes these exercises go on for a week or so. Sometimes they are all done in the dark so you can hear the air machines, but not see them.
Cliff and Little Mike already have headed up to Campaign Creek to clear more trail this morning. Kadizzle has to go get the supreme leader at the airport in Phoenix. So that is the way it is at Lake Roosevelt. A little cloudy, but no blizzard or snow like North Dakota. Praise be unto Jeeeeus.
Sunday, December 04, 2016
New Tires
Jeff promised it would be a different world with new tires on the cycle beast. Off over the mountain Cliff and Kadizzle headed to test the theory. Now, two things are possible, the tires did make a big difference, or the road is better than it has been. Anyway Cliff and Kadizzle made it up and over the mountain through some fantastic country few get to see. One thing Kadizzle is sure of is that you can only make the trip one way on a motorcycle. The road is so steep going down on the backside that there is no way you could go up. You go down in a controlled slide. Cliff was nervous with his four wheeler going down.
So back at the encampment Kadizzle sits in solitude. Cliff has come over for some long involved conversations ranging from the mundane to the spiritual. Cliff took off to see Kenny in Globe. Kenny is in the final stages of cancer and may not be on this planet in another week or two. Sad to see people struck down with cancer. Our insane country spends trillions on the military when the real enemy is cancer.
So far it looks like a wonderful sunny day is going to emerge. Maybe another jaunt through the wilderness on the cycle. OK, for your special buzz click on the link below. This brought joy to the trail crews hearts.
https://gearjunkie.com/national-forest-system-trails-stewardship-act?utm_source=Gear+Junkie+Weekly+Newsletter&utm_campaign=b02628fd3c-EMAIL_CAMPAIGN_2016&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_4761d8db2c-b02628fd3c-4846257
So back at the encampment Kadizzle sits in solitude. Cliff has come over for some long involved conversations ranging from the mundane to the spiritual. Cliff took off to see Kenny in Globe. Kenny is in the final stages of cancer and may not be on this planet in another week or two. Sad to see people struck down with cancer. Our insane country spends trillions on the military when the real enemy is cancer.
So far it looks like a wonderful sunny day is going to emerge. Maybe another jaunt through the wilderness on the cycle. OK, for your special buzz click on the link below. This brought joy to the trail crews hearts.
https://gearjunkie.com/national-forest-system-trails-stewardship-act?utm_source=Gear+Junkie+Weekly+Newsletter&utm_campaign=b02628fd3c-EMAIL_CAMPAIGN_2016&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_4761d8db2c-b02628fd3c-4846257
Saturday, December 03, 2016
The Truth disappeared
A new age has emerged. The Truth along with ice sheets has melted. Donald Trump told a screaming crowd of his idiots he won by a landslide. They believed him even though Clinton had 2.5 million more votes than The Donald. On it goes, the man lies constantly and every day, yet his followers act as if the lying doesn't matter or is not happening. As a society we have reached a new dangerous point. We are now in a society where truth is determined by polls. Is there gravity? Of course not, if a lot of people think there is not gravity, then there is no gravity. That is the new world. This all seems so strange until you remember religion. Religion is one giant fantasy. However, people chose to believe any nonsense imaginable in the name of religion. Once you leave the factual world all things are possible. You can kill someone because they do not believe like you do. You can hate someone because their facts are different from yours. On it goes and chaos ensues. So here we are 2016 with a man who will lead us that has absolutely no respect for the truth. At any moment the truth is what he wants it to be. This is the man who lied about Obama being born in Kenya. Trump even admitted he lied about Obama. Does this matter? No. When you lie and tell people what they want to hear so you can bilk them you are a cheap stump preacher. No one has mastered the role of cheap stump preacher like Trump. Look at all the crooked preachers making millions and you will see Trump. The art of telling people the lie they want to hear is Trump's greatest talent. As our country goes down the drain the first thing into the sewer is the truth. We do not want to know the truth about the poverty rate in our country. We don't want to know the truth about our health care system, our educational system, and on it goes. Just tell us you will make us great again as you shovel favors to your friends. No lie is too big, too obvious, to mean, for Donald Trump. We have walked through a door that may slam shut behind us and leave us in a new world we have never been in before, a world of fantasy and magic and we voted for the magician because his tricks are so much fun to believe.
Friday, December 02, 2016
A bun in the Oven
To the delight of the family Cheech is with child and the bun in the oven will be baked by February. Men do not partake in baby showers so Kadizzle is enjoying the solitude of the Earth Module. The ruler of the universe is in New York for the Baby Shower. Cliff will come by shortly to escort us to the fish fry at Ma's. Jeff generously put Kadizzle's new tires on the wild steed motorcycle so it is now ready to take on the wild.
Back from the fish fry. Very good fish, slaw, and baked potato for $8.85. Little Mike of the trail crew went with us. Little Mike is learning the art of hiking and Kadizzle just gave him the run down on what he should wear and have in his pack. If some decent weather pops up the plan is for Cliff, Jeff, and Big Mike to go on an expedition over the mountain on a very bad road. The new he man tires will be put to the test. Jeff swears up and down with the new tires all things will be possible. Jeff is a very good rider and may enter some local races. So as the evening winds down Kadizzle will be left to his own vices and will enjoy the solitude perhaps with a glass of his favorite wine. Goodnight from Lake Wobegon, or I mean Lake Roosevelt.
Back from the fish fry. Very good fish, slaw, and baked potato for $8.85. Little Mike of the trail crew went with us. Little Mike is learning the art of hiking and Kadizzle just gave him the run down on what he should wear and have in his pack. If some decent weather pops up the plan is for Cliff, Jeff, and Big Mike to go on an expedition over the mountain on a very bad road. The new he man tires will be put to the test. Jeff swears up and down with the new tires all things will be possible. Jeff is a very good rider and may enter some local races. So as the evening winds down Kadizzle will be left to his own vices and will enjoy the solitude perhaps with a glass of his favorite wine. Goodnight from Lake Wobegon, or I mean Lake Roosevelt.
Thursday, December 01, 2016
If the Devil invented a plant.
The Arizona trail goes from the Border with Mexico to the Utah border. Our trail crew works on part of the trail, and trails that provide access to the Arizona trail. Yesterday we worked on a segment of the AZ trail. There is something joyful about busting down a big mean cactus in the name of making the trail better. The worst cactus is the jumping Choi. No cactus is more evil or nasty. The cactus grows little barbs on the end of it's very sharp needles. The cactus grows special little bulbs on the end of each protuberance. The little ball seems to jump onto you with the slightest touch. For cattle, horses, or dogs, nothing is worse.
Mate will go to Megan's baby shower in New York today. Poor old Kadizzle will be left behind to walk in circles with no instructions. Cliff will still be here across the way and perhaps Cliff and Kadizzle will go to the fish fry, or have breakfast out.
It looks like a fairly warm, hopefully sunny day. The people in North Dakota are having fun with the cold and the water protectors are protecting frozen water.
Mate will go to Megan's baby shower in New York today. Poor old Kadizzle will be left behind to walk in circles with no instructions. Cliff will still be here across the way and perhaps Cliff and Kadizzle will go to the fish fry, or have breakfast out.
It looks like a fairly warm, hopefully sunny day. The people in North Dakota are having fun with the cold and the water protectors are protecting frozen water.
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