We’ve made good our escape from California. Maybe now I can get that Guy Clark tune, “If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway without getting killed or caught.” out of my head.
6 year-old Conner learned a lot on his trip to Great Britain. He learned to stay out of the nettles. Three times!
Brother David commented recently on the evolution of travel across our country. It used to take six months to travel from the east to the west by wagon train. Then the railroad changed all that to six days. Then airplanes changed it to six hours. We’ve improved on that six hours a little bit in the fifty-plus years since, but that’s all. No more paradigm shifts.
Now we’ve been building this incredible grid of power lines across our country for the last hundred years. They’re particularly visible criss-crossing the desert. Giant power stations spewing out electricity to distant destinations. It’s time for a paradigm shift in power generation and transmission as well, isn’t it?
A beautiful drive across the desert to Flagstaff. Eroded volcanic terrain with grass, cactus, and bushes grown into it, giving way to pinion juniper forest, then full fledged Ponderosa Pines, still with volcanic peaks in the background.
Tomorrow, Cortez, Colorado.
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