I had one more day to wrap up before doing a little traveling, so I did an inter-city today down to Rexburg and back. Sometimes my job is a bit surreal and as I glanced in my overhead mirror, I knew it was one of those moments…
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Month: June 2014
Birds Of Tetonia
My personal time often converges with work time, as it did today. Yesterday I was driving the bus down to Rexburg and I was on N 4500 W in Tetonia when I spotted some cool birds. I made a mental note to come back here this morning on my day off.
I captured some great shots! I have no idea what their bird names are but they were courting each other like crazy. I purred my truck up to them, shut off the engine and shot from the window. They seemed to be posing…
There are nine more photos Here that deserved their own page. Go there, be impressed!
Temple
I pulled an inter-city run down in Rexburg today and worked my ass off! One of my pickups was at the Temple so I grabbed some quick shots. You know you’ve been driving in the sticks too long when Rexburg, ID feels like the big city…
Creeped
I’ve been holding down the fort while Steph’s been galavanting in humid Elvis LaLa land and I was taking great pride in maintaining a kitchen counter free of creep.
So much for that, it’s done been creeped!
Salt Lake City
It’s a five hour drive from home to Salt Lake City, Utah and I did that run yesterday. With house and cat secured I purred the travel truck down to the Econo Lodge off North Temple, across the street from the famous Red Iguana mexican joint.
Steph’s flight from Nashville was running way late so I moseyed up over the railroad track bridge heading into downtown to check things out. Actually, I was looking for a cool little sports bar to watch Chrome run the Belmont, and post time was rapidly approaching. What was I thinking…
The trip to downtown and back shows the seedier side of town and their Transit Train:
Salt Lake City is an amazingly diverse place. First and foremost, most of the inhabitants have drunk the kool aid (don’t get me wrong, I love Mormons) so the downtown area I wandered into consisted of pretentious buildings and people walking around with vapid smiles on their faces. When I approached any of them asking where the nearest sports bar was, their smiles faded into disbelievement that I was even asking that question.
If I wasn’t in such a hurry to find a place to watch the race I would have gone deeper into the city, where I found out later there was a big Gay Pride parade going on. Seriously…
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On the way over the bridge I shot a video of trains converging:
btw: This is not some trick video loop, it’s raw video. I challenge you to count the cars without falling into an hypnotic sleep trance. I can’t :-)
Brake Job
The brakes on my travel truck Jill have been getting progressively worse, to the point that I had to address them now. The most logical culprit was the brake master cylinder, the one remaining original hydraulic unit left in the engine compartment, as I’ve replaced all of the others since I bought her from Riley.
This truck is 24 years old and in vehicle years that makes her, really old. The part was rusted over and looked like crap so I took Jill to Sewell Auto here in Driggs and Sam installed a new one for me. He quoted me $60 for the part and $40 labor, a most workable arrangement, but something went wrong.
They still weren’t working properly so I gave Sam permission to dive into the rear components. I had another local outfit named Table Rock Auto do some major work on those brakes last year so I expected them to be fine. What he found was brake pads installed backward and mismatched auto-adjust rods that they probably pulled from one of the hundreds of junk cars littered around their place. Note to self, never go to a mechanic with a hand painted sign out by the side of the road. Sigh…
Sam and his brother have worked their shop here for thirty years and he did me right yesterday. The brakes are amazing now thanks to his knowledge and experience. I’ve got myself a new mechanic!
Moonshine
Swag arrived from the great therapist known around these parts as K-Dawg. This girl is always at the cutting edge of booze and she landed a bottle of Moonshine from our local distillery and laid it on Karen and I. Before it gets drunk I took it to the hills for a photo.
Oh, and if you care, our trees went from buds to leaves overnight:
and Piper is spoiled…
Around Town
I drove the lone route today so Karen could play drunken golf with the girls on her birthday. I have to admit that sitting around the house with Piper while Steph visits family over in Elvis la-la land has been making me a little bit stir-crazy, so a day behind the wheel did me a bunch of good.
I spotted this rig in the Broulims parking lot with a sign that read: Made in USA, Powered By Bio Diesel and Driven By Vegetarian. It’s a local plate so the guy lives here but I’m not sure what he’s trying to prove. Oh well…
The GeoTourism center is coming along very nicely and it would sure be nice if they had it ready for the Huntsman event on June 28.
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American Pride
Today is not a good day to be an Idahoan, or an american citizen. The government has been spinning this punk as a POW and our president illegally trades five terrorists for him. I don’t normally rant politically here, but I’m really disgusted.
Welcome home Bowe…
Ok, let me revise that American Pride statement. Here’s the latest shot from the Hubble telescope showing 10,000 galaxies and light that goes back 12 billion years to the beginning of the universe.
Cat
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