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So en route to the nearest gas station/bathroom, I'm passing through the mountain town of Kemmerer, WY - founding place of everyone's favorite department store J.C. Penney. I see the sign welcoming me to the town, and a water tower, and a gravel road - which Linda ... that's the GPS lady's name ... demands that I turn down. Well, I realize I'm going to have to be quick or miss it (and I probably should have just held my bladder and missed it), so I veer off the highway, and just as I'm exiting realize my... I mean, Linda's... horrible error. What she believes is a road is actually just a gravel turn off that ends abruptly with a long slope down into the town. So in a moment of panic, but levelheadedness (isn't that always the case in situations of imenent danger?) I manage to make a u-turn of sorts and not back onto the road as this would have put me right in front of an oncoming semi. I did start down the hill, but managed to not get stuck or do any damage. Everything in the car having shifted decidedly to the left, I reorganized my affairs and merged back onto the freeway.

I must say, for having birthed such a great retail empire, Kemmerer is not worth dying for.
All this aside, the day started out much calmer, and much much colder. Around two to three inches of snow had fallen overnight in Laramie. The weather was reporting temperatures around 3F, but with wind chill it felt like -11F. I started up my car to let it warm up, packed up my things, and was on the road my 8 am mst or so. The nice thing about getting up on eastern time is that I get a really early start! And the snow was so soft and fluffy, so I can not complain.

After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains. Walt Whitman
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Mountains inspire awe in any human person who has a soul. They remind us of our frailty, our unimportance, of the briefness of our span upon this earth. They touch the heavens, and sail serenely at an altitude beyond even the imaginings of a mere mortal. Elizabeth Aston
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Seeing as my route changed some, I believe I'll actually be making it to me destination by tomorrow afternoon. I'll be leaving around 8am mst and then I'll gain an hour once I hit the OR/ID state line. All in all I'll probably be passing through Portland by 5pm pacific time, and in McMinnville just shortly after that.
That said, I need to turn in, but I'll leave you with my favorite photo from the day.
Yes... a pretty picture. :-)
ReplyDeleteHah--you went through pocatello. Did you see the cast of Latter Days?
ReplyDelete"I believe I'll actually be making it to me destination by tomorrow afternoon." ARRRR.
Stupid useless fact: JC Penney started out as "The Golden Rule Dry Goods Store".
I feel your pain about the GPS. This morning, I stupidly followed mine to where it wanted me to make an illegal and life-threatening left turn. The only option I had was to turn right, which made me have to go in a big circle around Pittsburgh. Here's a map
Tous mes encouragements et profite en au maximum.
ReplyDeleteQuel beauté! J'aime beaucoup tes pensées et les "sayings" sages des autres. Merci, bonne journée!
ReplyDeleteYou are so lucky! McMinnville, OR has a great airplane musuem with lots of history of the Spruce Goose. You will love it there! Also, check out Tillimonk ice cream...the best on the West Coast from Oregon.
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Jen G.
Woo hoo! McMinnville!
ReplyDelete(that's McMinnville's official motto)
Luckily Portland is nearby!
Have fun!