Creativity isn't the necessity I see
...that's the grafitti of the day...from Cruel Jack's restaurant at the intersection of interstate 80 and WY 191. We had lunch there, in need of a big Uhmerican food...Harve ordered 8 lbs of fried food, but we had salad, too. Now we've just finished up the leftovers reheated in the RV oven along with round 2 or 3 (who's countin'?) of campari cocktails.
Road Kill:
jackson pollock splatter (many times over)
crows
coyote
deer
jack rabbit
Live:
deer herds
sage grouse
pronghorn herds
Forgot to tell y'all about the possibility that our unplans would be spoiled a few times. It first happened in South Dakota, where just west of the extremely-less-than-thriving metropolis of Lusk, we saw a sign that stated that if the light was red, we must turn right around and go back to Lusk because the road was closed.
This is where we fueled up today; if you can't tell, this car runs both ways, 2 driver's seats, 2 wheels, everything!
322 miles
41.489 gallons
$125.25
3.019/gallon
7.76 mpg
Make what you will of that.
Dinosaur National Monument
It's 9/11, granted, but is that any reason for this place to be half-assed open? Yep, turns out we arranged our driving pattern to little avail. Harve asks, "So, you mean we drove 200 miles to see these dinosaur bones and this is all there is?" And the bee-atch at the counter in the interactive rest stop of a monument [Harve here, I have to tell tale, it was a roadside reststop, i.e. restrooms, with some lean-to easels with some bullshitty interpretive crap on them - harve] says, "yes." Well, I took a look around at the obviously temporary exhibit boards, cocked an ear toward the self-important ranger type giving a "lecture" to a group of 3 people and eavesdropped on the same counter woman who was oh-so-nice to whomever she was speaking with on the phone, explaining all about the things one CAN do at the site even though the actual dinosaur dig quarry is CLOSED.
Track that worked for us: Luxury Liner by Gram Parsons and the Flying Burrito Brothers
3 comments:
just remember....you never have a xeroxed copy of anything...it's just a photocopy...a sharp copy or a copy....all those years and you used that dreaded word...
The photos have been terrific, guys. And the commentary confirms that you both are wordsmiths. But I am also confirmed in the fact that I do not have to retrace your footsteps (or tiretracks) out there. It's all that I have imagined it would be, and worse... p.s. I still don't like Mount Rushmore, but Borglum wasn't the racist sculptor who was commissioned to do the Glory sculpture: it was Augustus Saint-Gaudens.... Take care!
this was Marge's post - don't get on her, she never got the indoctrination...
If Borglum wasn't a racist, well at least you've given me one positive thing to say about him!
thanks for reading.
harve
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