Early Sunday morning in November on Santa Fe Avenue in La Junta, Colorado. I have only stepped off the train for a moment, and had to capture this.
I love train travel like no other means of transportation. As I get older, though, I find myself wanting to stop and spend more time in the places I pass through.
In the introduction to Desert Solitaire, Edward Abbey opines that in some places time passes slowly, and that all time should. I suppose that is why I find myself of late drawn to places where the hours meander languorously rather than sprint furtively.
I will be back to the high plains of Eastern Colorado, I know, but at some point I’d like to come in my truck and stay awhile. I’ll bet the biscuits are warm and flaky at the Copper Kitchen, that the espresso and banana bread a delight at The Barista, and that there are delightful folks here as well.
Found this on my phone, taken the morning after the tragedy.
As we enter the Holiday season, please join me in extending heartfelt prayers for the souls of those lost, for their families and loved ones, and for everyone touched by this gut-wrenching catastrophe.
It haunts me still, it will probably haunt me all of my life.
At their request, we took our Sea Scout ship camping at Lake Piru last weekend. In order to work themselves into a pre-kayaking sweat, the boatswain suggested a hike. Here we are near the end of our 4.7 mile trek through the September heat.
Needless to say, the Scouts were ready for lunch and some on-the-water time when they got back. A fantastic two days in the hills, and more proof that the BSA is just an unbelievable organization.
Hectic and short trip.
Stay classy, San Diego. See you soon!
Things I love about Amtrak: the box of healthy train treats handed out in Business Class on the Pacific Surfliner.
I brought food of my own (a habit I learned in China,) but these goodies are a nice supplement during the 5 hour trip.
Actor/musician Jack Black and his family were aboard as well. Very cool folks and the kids were impeccably behaved.
Aboard at Oxnard. San Diego bound. Window seat. Business Class.
This is the way to travel!
After all, I think Ms. Potts and company could use some help during the post-Tony transition.