Got A Call From An Old Friend , We Used To Be Real Close Said He Couldn't Go On The American Way Closed His Shop , Sold The House , Bought A Ticket To The West Coast Now He Gives Them A Stand Up Routine In Smelly A
I Don't Need You To Worry For Me Cause I'm Alright
I Don't Want You To Tell Me It's Time To Come Home
I Don't Care What You Say Anymore , This Is My Life
Go Ahead With Your Own Life , Leave Me Alone
I Never Said You Had To Offer Me A Second Chance I Never Said You Had To I Never Said I Was A Victim Of Circumstance I Never Said I Still Belong Don't Get Me Wrong And You Can Speak Your Mind But Not On My Time
Billy Joel
My Life 1978
MARBLE:
Split the scene quickly as the Utah-Colorado State Line Fireball was swiftly moving into the valley. Dreadful
Yes , it is critically dry. Yes , dead trees dot the landscape. Yes , the few residents are Trumpers. And Yes , The tourist ( Texas Plates ) are totally clueless and chalk full of me Me ME attitudes. I fully understand that jingoistic morons run rapid in all cities , towns, and neighborhoods. Just wish they would listen and show just a little sympathy for the earth. Feel free to be dickheads and rage war on each other but please stop the douche bag polluting. Merica
But I simply do my thing , wave to everyone , and fully embrace my own tinnitus. The evenings were so still and peaceful. The bugs all but disappear and a healthy calmness flows over my tired body. Aging Blows
A plane flew in and I will always remember The Boy Dog when I hear planes coming in on approach. Not in a bad or poor me sad way , but I will always recall the first time I ever encountered the runway in Marble Colorado. Heart Is Smiling
The Boy Dog and I were on a trail run early in the AM. We were catching quick glimpses of deer , a few foxes , loads of squirrels , all while the bird serenaded our passing. Him and I popped out onto the main road about a mile or so west of the runway. At that time , I was unaware of the runway. Duh
As we were moving long the meandering two lane black top road towards the town of Marble , from behind us , you know the sound , that sound of a propeller plane sputtering for fuel. This plane above us was damn near bouncing its wheels off the evergreen tree tops and you could actually read STEP HERE on the underbelly of the fixed wing. I could see the pilot as he danced the plane's wing and I recognized that he faced terrible trouble ahead as the motor barked for fuel. The scene I am painting all took place in a matter of seconds. Burned Into My Third Eye
I picked up the pace with The Boy Dog as I really thought it would be a first responders moment in time. I knew the plane was going down and I fully expected a Hollywood explosion after tree limbs cracked over by the dyeing plane. But that moment never came !! As The Boy Dog and I rounded the last corner were the wreckage should be , an orange wind sock causally made fun of me. A Phuc N Airstrip
That's right !! Marble created a grassy field runway and that sucker measures just over 1,000 feet long. Obviously longer that a majority of our regional runways. And this airstrip is very well used throughout the summer months. I Love Planes
DRIVING:
These kids this Summer are wholly fantastic to say the least. Totally blown away by their demeanor , their lack of foul language , and how in-tune with their surroundings they are. There is a real sense of satisfaction for me as I coach these new drivers along. I definitely have my own style in comparison to the other instructors. I cover a number of miscellaneous signage , school zone theories , and I way over teach roundabouts. My own projection is this , I am not saying these drivers around us are bad drivers. I am explaining that these are real world experiences. I point out out-of-state license plates and I always mentioned the disclaimer that they are not labeled a bad driver because of their "state" but the fact is they may not use a turn indicator where they come from. They just might brake and THEN make their lane change. Obviously I do not label other drivers , I only educate these students to identify , anticipate , and react in a safe manner. That is exactly why I demand that they check the mirror after we safely navigator every intersection. It is all about planting the seed to train them to be subconsciously checking their mirrors. Surprised
Last Winter , that wave of students were completely useless. Checked out would be an understatement for sure. A number of students were engaging and the drives went well. But a majority of them were as blanco as it gets. And mathematical equations , for get it. Impracticable
And then there is the return to the desert floor after all. Hot , Arid , And Smokey. Sure hope the Monsoon Rains arrive just as early as the heat dome did this year. This smoke hangs on ya like a coat that you just can't take off. Pipe Dream
Rain Dance Anyone?
Cheers
