This Land: New Mexico

So… planning for the Arizona visit, we acquired gear for Grand Canyon hiking: waffle stompers, wicking shirts, loose shorts, and a camelbackpack for emergency provisions. Also, we did some cursory research looking for a moderate difficulty day-hike, instructions on how to get to the trailhead, and a checklist of what to expect.

The plan was to do the hike, write the Arizona post in the Flagstaff mall food court. After that, give the Colorado Springs peeps a heads up as we were planning to head back to Hays via Grand Junction, Colorado Springs, then the home stretch, with Hays arrival in the last week of October.

Well… as they say about the best laid plans… some minor changes and a couple lessons learned:

LESSON #1: It became apparent the Flagstaff mall was not going to allow overnight parking, so we did some Flagstaff-specific Googlin’ and discovered the wonders of Cracker Barrel. A bit off the beaten path, but OMG, Boondocker’s heaven. We did kinda know that already, but wow, so nice to be able to sleep assured the 2:00am parking lot security knock wasn’t coming. As a gesture of gratitude, we made a point to patronize their business leading to another OMG moment. Cracker Barrel is the MASTER of “comfort food.” And there we have it, another option for 24/5 PF towns.

LESSON #2: The Fila waffle stompers turned out to be stealth “cruel shoes”. He kinda got that notion on the Grand Canyon “Bright Angel” hike, but it all came crashing into awareness like the Kool Aid man on the New Mexico hike. Oh, by the way, the itinerary changed, slightly. We took a detour to New Mexico before heading back to Colorado. Once landing in Albuquerque, we decided to take on an intermediate trail (Embudito) and take it all the way to the peak summit. Did we make it? Hell to the no. Did we give it the ol’ college try? Sure, and this is where Ronnie FIRED the Filas. His pinky toes, both of them, were screaming for 6 of the 8 miles we managed to cover. But no shame… it was a semi-challenging hike, and toward the end, Ronnie’s knees (those whiny little punks) were singing harmony with the pinky toes. He resolved to engage the shoe experts at REI in order to replace the cruel shoes with trail hikers a little less inclined to torture the wearer. We’ll see, but not today… still recovering.

Anyway… New Mexico, a state known for its stunning landscapes, rich history, and vibrant culture, offers a unique blend of experiences.

THE GOOD: New Mexico is home to numerous natural hot springs, many of which are publicly accessible. Some of the most popular include Ojo Caliente Mineral Springs, Ten Thousand Waves, and Gila Hot Springs. These geothermal wonders offer relaxation, rejuvenation, and therapeutic benefits. As for higher learning, NM boasts several excellent small to medium-sized colleges, providing quality education and a more intimate learning environment. New Mexico also has a rich literary heritage, with several famous authors and literary landmarks. Georgia O’Keeffe Museum in Santa Fe is a must-visit for art enthusiasts, and the Bandelier National Monument, where author D.H. Lawrence once lived, offers a glimpse into the region’s history and natural beauty.

THE SUPER GOOD: New Mexico is widely praised for its diverse landscapes, including the majestic Rocky Mountains, the arid deserts, and the enchanting forests. The state’s rich cultural heritage, influenced by Native American, Spanish, and Mexican traditions, is also a major draw. Additionally, New Mexico’s friendly and welcoming people, as well as its affordable cost of living, make it an attractive place to live and visit. For example, Carlsbad Caverns National Park is an underground wonderland featuring a vast network of interconnected caves, including the iconic Giant Dome, which is one of the largest stalactite formations in the world. And New Mexico has produced many famous figures throughout history, including artists Georgia O’Keeffe and Billy the Kid. Other notable individuals include author D.H. Lawrence, scientist Albert Einstein, and astronaut Neil Armstrong.

THE BAD & UGLY: Isolation, some parts of New Mexico can be remote, with limited access to amenities and services. This isolation can be a challenge for those seeking a more urban lifestyle. As for the weather, New Mexico enjoys a pleasant climate for most of the year. That said, the state can experience extreme weather conditions, including hot summers and cold winters. Additionally, the state is prone to droughts and wildfires.

And the economy? New Mexico’s economy has historically faced challenges, with a reliance on industries such as oil and gas, tourism, and government. The state has been working to diversify its economy and create more job opportunities. Overall, New Mexico offers a unique and rewarding experience for those seeking adventure, culture, and natural beauty. While the state has its challenges, its many positive aspects make it a desirable place to live and visit.

Onward through the fog… R.H.

You got those speed bumps…
In Albuquerque…
They sneak up on you…
And you’re a turkey…
But please remember…
Browsing Taos Galleries…
Sometimes a rose is just a rose.

This Land: Arizona

Arizona is a diverse state with a unique blend of natural beauty, cultural heritage, and modern amenities. Ronnie’s personal history with the state is mixed. There’s driving through the state to get to California, there’s a semi-regrettable period in his professional life where he was tasked to help establish a new branch office of architects and engineers for the firm he was working for in the early 2000s. And finally, there’s his October, 2024 trip to the awe-inspiring Grand Canyon.

Now, Ronnie wasn’t new to arranging IT resources for architects/engineers. He’d done it successfully in Salt Lake City. But he quickly found a drastic difference with the locals. The Utah folks earnest, straight forward, and basically, nice. The Arizona folks (Scottsdale), commonly transplants from all over the world. Ronnie encountered Scandinavians, Brits, New Yorkers, various Latinx mixes, cowboys, Native Americans, etc.. These people tended quite a bit less collective-minded and a lot more individualist. To the point of straight-up criminality. A couple examples occurred before the office was even furnished. To start, the firm’s designated office manager had two laptops stolen from him, one of those from the hotel room he was temporarily housed in, the other from the yet unfinished office.

The second example, and though not proven, was a suspected inside job where the still unfinished office was broken into with two flat-screen videoconferencing display panels lifted along with various other office supplies of relative value. One of the newly employed engineers had a boyfriend in the AV business. But hey! She wouldn’t dream of allowing her boyfriend to do something so brazenly felonious to her new employer, right? Well, the case went unsolved, and when the authorities were asked if they had any leads in the theft… the response was like a scene from the Big Lebowski…

Yea… they got us working in shifts.

This was just in the beginning phases. As time went by, it became apparent some of the project workers were using the firm’s resources to enrich themselves at the expense of the firm, demonstrating a pirate’s level of corporate loyalty. Needless to say, this was not Ronnie’s finest hour.

Anyway, Arizona, a land where the sun beats down like a vengeful deity and cacti stand guard like prickly sentinels. It’s a place where the Grand Canyon yawns like a cosmic chasm, a testament to the Earth’s ancient whimsy. But the beauty and awe-inspiring grandeur is only one side of the coin. This state is a microcosm of human endeavor, a place of both wonder and woe.

Imagine Flagstaff, a city where the air is so crisp it could shatter glass. Then picture Phoenix, a sprawling metropolis where the heat shimmers like a mirage. It’s like comparing a snow-capped mountain to a fiery furnace. Arizona is a land of extremes, a place where the delicate balance of nature is constantly being tested.

For the adventurous soul, Arizona is a playground. Hike through the canyons, fish in the rivers, or simply bask in the sun. But be warned, the desert can be unforgiving. It’s a place where the line between beauty and danger is often blurred.

As for the finer things in life, Arizona has plenty to offer. Colleges abound, their campuses a mix of ancient wisdom and modern innovation. Literary landmarks dot the landscape, each one a testament to the human spirit’s ability to find beauty in the most unexpected places.

But let’s not kid ourselves. Arizona is not without its flaws. The weather can be as unpredictable as a pirate’s mood. Water is a precious commodity, and crime lurks in the shadows. Traffic can be as snarled as a ship in a storm. And let’s not forget the ever-rising cost of living, which can make even the most hardened adventurer’s wallet weep.

Arizona is home to stunning landscapes, including the aforementioned Grand Canyon, Monument Valley, and the Sonoran Desert, a variety of ecosystems, from alpine forests to cactus-filled deserts. If there was ever an example of contrasts, Arizona has it. There’s a stark difference between the environment of Flagstaff (where we are composing this post) and Phoenix/Scottsdale, where the abovementioned pirate raiders reside.

As you can imagine, Arizona can be a paradise for outdoor enthusiasts, such as hiking, camping, fishing, and rock climbing. The state’s mild winters make it a popular destination for outdoor enthusiasts. Visiting Scottsdale in December was always a bright spot for Ronnie, when he wasn’t scrambling to retrofit an office recently burgled.

So, is Arizona worth it? Well, that depends on your tolerance for extremes. If you’re the type of person who thrives on adventure, beauty, and a touch of chaos, then Arizona might just be the place for you. Just be prepared for the unexpected. And maybe, just maybe, invest in a good security system.

Onward through the fog… R.H.

If you seek…
A land of contrasts…
Arizona…
Fills your rucksack…
And don’t you worry…
Nothing’s wasted…
Someone will find it…
While you’re gone.

Below the Earth: Above the Rain

So, there we have it: Hot Springs or Busk, Phase III, all wrapped up. A whirlwind tour that took us from the Pacific Northwest, down the Pacific Coast, through the desert mirage of Vegas, the Grand Canyon’s awe-inspiring chasm, the quirky artist haven of New Mexico, and finally, the sprawling landscapes of Texas and Oklahoma. Quite a journey, indeed (stay tuned, new posts drop every Monday@Midnight).

Madrid, NM:
https://images.app.goo.gl/biLgPfqiregn7bwM9

Initially, i’d planned to delve deeper into Texas and Oklahoma, but a confluence of events and a growing sense of alienation pulled me back to Hays, my so-called “home port”. As Thomas Wolfe famously observed, “You can’t go home again,” and i’m experiencing that firsthand. Hays was once my professional and familial anchor, but now, with my kids grown and gone, i find myself adrift. Even long-standing friends seem increasingly distant with every homecoming. I am still welcome, as long as i stay in the shadows and don’t rock anyone’s boat. As Mr. Spock might say… “fascinating”.

As for the song inspired by this post-mortem, i’m still working on it. So far, i’m only settled on the title and a mental image. Perhaps the lyrics will come as i finish this blog post (see developing lyric below).

So, what’s next? Phase IV will take us from Savannah up the coastal Southeast, from Florida to Maine. Winter? Please, no. My mantra is “screw winter,” and Savannah will be my home base for the colder months. We’ll explore the Deep South before tackling the East Coast in late spring. This time, though, we won’t be rushing. We’re way ahead of schedule, with 26 states already covered. We have until mid-June to hit them all.

I’m also hoping to find a guitar teacher to help me take my acoustic blues chops up a notch or two. It’ll keep me busy and give me something to focus on while parked in my sister’s backyard by the pond. We’ll plan some trips and adventures, but my primary goal is to hone guitar skills and write songs. We’ll try to arrange a showcase in Austin to launch Ronnie’s 2nd life as a solo performer. It’s a different path than i’ve taken before, but as Henley and Frey once said, it’s all about “song power.” If i can find my creative bullseye and develop a consistent level of performance excellence, there’s a chance to make it happen… what’s Nike say about that…? “Just Do It?”

Yea… let’s.

Onward through the fog… Ron, Rohlfie, and Ronnie Hays

Above the Rain
Set a course…
Prairies and pines…
Into the wind…
Expand your mind…
Upon return…
You’ll find your home…
Is movin’ on…
As par it should.

Below the Earth…
Above the rain…
Find your way…
It’s all the same…
Just a ride…
And you’ll abide…
Flyin’ high…
Above the rain.

No one’s really known…
We all have secret places…
Gardens that are grown…
From mulch of broken dreams…
Struggle with the good and bad…
Mourn the life we once had…
Reaching for a ring we cannot see.

And still…
Free will…
Won’t fill…
The aching need.

She set a course…
To calibrate…
Five lives down…
Down to fate…
And still she hopes…
She’ll find a home…
Down the road…
So it goes.

Below the Earth…
Above the rain…
She’ll find her way…
It’s all the same…
It’s just a ride…
And she’ll abide…
Flyin’ high…
Above the rain.

This Land: Nevada

As with several US Western states, Ronnie has some history with Nevada. Namely, Los Vegas. In his professional life, Ronnie was spirited to Emerald City of the Desert more times than he cares to count. If you get a chance to visit him in whatever hovel he ends up settling into, ask to see his collection of convention lanyards. It’s a truly impressive mountain of necklaces and nametags. As well, there was a trip to Tahoe way back in the deep dark recesses of his memory. Not sure who or what occasion it happened to be. Probably that choir tour in the early 1980s, but there was a stayover in a lakeside cabin and he has memories of a massive crystalline lake. No, these images aren’t from the Godfather series, Ronnie actually visited Lake Tahoe… stop laughing.

SIDE NOTE: That Emerald City image is kinda funny juxtaposed with the whole “i don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore, Rocinante” vibe… yea… hilarious. Wipe that grin off yo digital pixels.

Here’s the funniest part of Ronnie’s history with Vegas. Upon his first visit, he couldn’t wait to hear the jingle jangle of hitting jackpot playing quarter slots. So, the first bank of machines he encountered, he dove in with a vengeance, figuring he could win displaying an overwhelming show of force on a single machine. $200 later, he internalized some conventional wisdom… “the house always wins!” He looked around, noticing how much investment had to go into making such a gawdy display of excess. And since this was back in the days of cheap meals and endless cocktail bar attention, he could eat and drink on the cheap as long as he still had coins to feed the beast. Calculating the booty was depressing. The few beers he drank amounted to maybe $15 retail, the meal was basically attained for the bare-minimum food cost… near break-even. And what did Ronnie pay for this paltry haul? $200 in rolled up quarters? Needless to say, he never gambled in Vegas again. Well… one other time. Once, there was an occasion where he had some time to kill before turning in on his last night in the new Aria Hotel, Ronnie calculated how much three beers would cost in a club, and resolved not to spend a dime more. This time he was able to play the quarter slots four hours for the cost of those three beers.

Aria Resort and Casino, Las Vegas, Nevada.

Walking the strip, or lapping casino floors was Ronnie’s favorite method for getting his daily steps, and the thing that sticks out most in his recollections were all of the “escort” solicitors with their calling cards. They would try to get his attention flicking the cards in his face… hilarious… and those guys had awful memories. It took two or three rejections for them to remember Ronnie wasn’t interested in what they were selling. Sin city? Ya, right. Ronnie’s assessment of the changes Vegas had made between the golden “Fear and Loathing” days and most of Ronnie’s trips between the years of our lord 2010 to the 2019/20 pandemic was this:

Vegas morphed from “Sin City” to “Disneyland for Adults”.

Anyway, Nevada is known for the aforementioned gambling and expansive desert landscapes, offering a unique blend of natural beauty, cultural attractions, and showbiz entertainment. And the good news for our HSoB tour, Nevada has Hot Springs aplenty, boasting several naturally heated springs, many of which are accessible to the public. Some popular options include the Travertine Hot Springs on the California border and Ash Springs in Lincoln County.

Nevada has it’s own version of stark natural landscapes, including the Great Basin National Park, Lake Tahoe, and the Valley of Fire State Park. These areas offer stunning scenery, hiking trails, and opportunities for outdoor recreation.

And they’ve got the learning centers, too. Several small to medium-sized colleges and universities, such as the University of Nevada, Reno, and the University of Nevada, Las Vegas. These institutions provide a range of academic programs and opportunities for students.

And what about the literary landmarks? While not as renowned as some other states, Nevada has its share of literary landmarks. Mark Twain, for example, spent time in Virginia City and Carson City during the silver boom.

The Good, Bad, and Ugly: The good? Nevada is often praised for its low taxes, business-friendly environment, and vibrant entertainment scene. The state’s diverse landscapes, including the Red Rock Canyon National Conservation Area and the Lake Tahoe Basin, also attract visitors and residents alike. The bad and the ugly? Some of the challenges facing Nevada include the arid climate, limited water resources, and rapid population growth in certain areas. Additionally, the state has faced issues related to gambling addiction and the social consequences associated with the gaming industry.

Where to go in Nevada for some quality recreation time? Lake Tahoe… widely regarded as one of Nevada’s most stunning natural attractions, Lake Tahoe is a massive alpine lake known for its crystal-clear waters, scenic beauty, and year-round recreational activities.

Who’s Who from Nevada? As mentioned earlier, Mark Twain spent time in Nevada during the silver boom and drew inspiration from his experiences here for his writings. Sarah Winnemucca, a Paiute Native American leader, Sarah Winnemucca advocated for her people’s rights and worked to preserve their culture. Known as “Mr. Las Vegas,” Wayne Newton is a legendary entertainer who has performed countless shows in the city for decades.

Nevada offers a unique blend of natural beauty, urban excitement, and cultural experiences. Whether you’re interested in exploring the great outdoors, experiencing the thrill of gambling, or immersing yourself in the state’s history and culture, Nevada has something to offer everyone.

Onward through the fog… R.H.

Bring your abacus…
When you visit Vegas…
If you’re not careful…
You’ll lose you anus…
Maybe punt…
Rent a Tahoe cabin…
Either way, you’ll leave…
Your treasure here.

This Land: SoCal

Okay, folks, let’s dive back into the Golden State. As we discovered last week, California is too vast to tackle in a single post. So, after exploring the northern reaches, it’s time to turn our attention to Southern California.

Now, Ronnie has a bit of experience with the major metropolitan areas of Los Angeles, San Diego, and San Francisco. Not exactly a seasoned pro, but he’s done his fair share of touristing. In San Diego, he joined his brother for a reunion after his naval stint on the USS Blueridge. The entire family made the trek to Sandog for the reunion and a wedding in nearby Bullhead City, Arizona, via Vegas. Talk about a whirlwind!

In Los Angeles and San Francisco, Ronnie and his university choir embarked on a tour, serenading various churches with a repertoire ranging from the ridiculous to the sublime. And now, on this HSoB tour, do you think he’s eager to brave the notorious traffic jams and revisit these urban behemoths? Hell to the no! But in the name of this chronicle, he did venture close to LA via Santa Barbara and Moorpark. Just a few years ago, he also spent a week in the Berkeley area, hopping on the BART to explore every nook and cranny of that stunningly beautiful, yet deeply troubled city.

As you can see, our experience is limited, and California is so vast that we can only offer snapshots, digital snapshots.

In our previous post, we highlighted some of the best that Northern California has to offer. Now, it’s time to balance that with the not-so-great. Let’s start with the reason Texas and Colorado are overrun with Californians: the sky-high cost of living. California boasts some of the highest living expenses in the United States, especially in major cities like Los Angeles and San Francisco. Then there’s the constant threat of natural disasters. Earthquakes, wildfires, and droughts are all part of the package. While locals might shrug off the frequent tremors, wildfires and mudslides can be downright terrifying, depending on where you live. And just like Seattle and Portland, California’s urban centers are plagued by traffic congestion and mind-numbingly long commutes. As a direct result of the high cost of living, housing affordability is a major issue. Home prices in California are among the highest in the nation, making it difficult for many people to own a home. No wonder so many Californians are fleeing to Texas and Colorado.

Enough about the bad and the ugly. Let’s talk about the good stuff. Yosemite National Park is an iconic destination, widely regarded as one of the most beautiful places on Earth. Its towering granite cliffs, cascading waterfalls, and ancient sequoia trees are simply breathtaking. California is also the birthplace of the film industry, producing countless famous actors, directors, and producers. Not to be outdone, Silicon Valley in Northern California is home to many of the world’s most influential technology companies and their visionary founders. And of course, California has a long history of attracting writers, musicians, and artists, who have enriched the state’s cultural landscape.

As we write this, we’re in inland Southern California, in a town called Bakersfield. Country music enthusiasts will recognize the significance of Bakersfield, which became a hub of the country music scene after World War II. It gave birth to legendary figures like Buck Owens and Merle Haggard, and their legacy continues to influence artists like Dwight Yoakam. This is a special place. Now, Ronnie has something to say. He points out that the Bakersfield of Merle Haggard’s heyday is long gone, replaced by a sprawling, big-small town with all the associated challenges and opportunities. We won’t go into specifics, but let’s just say the range is vast, from the ridiculous to the sublime, but with a predominantly working-class vibe and a fair share of fallen souls.

These are just a few of the many factors that make California a unique and diverse state. It is a land of stunning natural beauty, economic opportunity, and cultural richness, but it also faces challenges.

Be well…
Be safe…
Good luck…
Pay it forward… R.H.

From Nor to SoCal…
The range is royale…
From Santa Barbara…
To Monterey…
From Bakersfield…
To Eureka Beach…
California IS America!

This Land: NorCal

Oh … my … gawd …
…it’s toooo big… 😉

Now, Ronnie, his conception of California mostly the product of pop culture and literature, had dreamed of staking a claim in the LA music scene back in his salad days. But those dreams evaporated in a mix of spandex, big hair, and MTV-dominated schlock. He washed out in the Denver cover-band scene, selling out for a couple hundred bucks a week. His California Dream ended on New Year’s Eve, 1987.

Fast forward to 2024. The Hot Springs or Busk tour begins its California leg in Eureka, a beach town crawling with former pirates, giving us the heebie-jeebies. The local strip-mall reeked of desperation, beach sand coating every surface like a bad habit. We pushed on to Redding, a digital nomad-friendly place with a familiar feel. Sorta like Garden City Kansas, with palm trees.

Speaking of familiar places, we ventured south to Steinbeck Country… Salinas. Now, Ronnie’s used to half-empty malls, but this one was a different story. Thousands of people, a rainbow of cultures, all having a grand time. It was oddly refreshing, being on the other side of the majority.

And yes, California is home to many small to medium-sized colleges, as well as several famous literary landmarks associated with renowned authors. Jack London State Historic Park, The Henry Miller Library, a museum dedicated to the works of that prominent figure of the Beat Generation. And John Steinbeck National Historic Site, the birthplace and childhood home of that Nobel Prize-winner.

Steinbeck Country… Cannery Row… Salinas… Monterey… after leaving Eureka (scared the hell outta Rocinante), then we hoofed it to Redding (cos they had a PF), then to Salinas… hung here for a while before making our way to the Pacific Coast Highway (PCH) all the way to the LA archipelago (Moorpark, specifically).

Anyway… California isn’t just super-big, it’s also quite diverse in landscape: including a wide range of natural environments, from the Pacific coast to the Sierra Nevada mountains. It offers, at least in the coastal regions, fairly consistent Mild days with most of the state enjoying a Mediterranean climate, warm dry summers and mild, wet winters.

California, as anyone paying attention to national affairs knows, has a thriving economy, with major industries in technology, entertainment, agriculture, and tourism. But all those roads and bridges in sasquatch-infested double-canopy jungles require a somewhat higher bracket of fuel tax… (this is an extreme understatement).

California also has its share of publicly accessible natural hot springs, from Slates Hot Springs near Big Sur to Travertine Hot Springs in the Mono County area. And, in Ronnie’s estimation, the best feature of all is California’s cultural diversity. California is a delicious mix of cultures, with a rich tapestry of ethnicities and traditions… this is our true national character… a glorious stew of the world’s diverse personalities.

To be continued…
Onward through the fog… R.H.

This Land: Oregon

Oregon! A place where the gods must have been drunk when they tossed the dice. A state where the mountains are so tall they kiss the sky, and the forests are so thick you could get lost in them for a lifetime. It’s a place where the sun can shine bright one minute and then unleash a torrent of rain in the next… a land of contradictions and extremes.

Picture this: you’re cruising down the Oregon Coast, the breeze cool and fragrant, the Pacific Ocean stretching out before you like a vast, angry beast. You’re surrounded by towering cliffs, sandy beaches, and tide pools teeming with life. But then, like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky, the fog rolls in, thick and heavy, obscuring everything. And just when you think it can’t get any worse, you swear you see a Sasquatch lurking in the shadows. It’s a scene straight out of a nightmare, a testament to the raw, untamed beauty of this place.

Beyond the natural wonders, Oregon is a state of mind. It’s a place where intellectuals and hippies rub shoulders, where the counterculture thrives, and where the pursuit of knowledge is as important as the pursuit of pleasure. From the sprawling campus of Oregon State University to the ivy-covered halls of Lewis & Clark College, Oregon offers a diverse range of educational opportunities.

And let’s not forget about the food. Fresh seafood, local brews, and a thriving culinary scene make Oregon a foodie’s paradise. From the hip restaurants of Portland to the cozy cafes of small-town Oregon, there’s something to satisfy every palate.

But Oregon is not all one love and kumbaya. It’s a place where the cost of living can be as high as the mountains, and where the rain can fall so hard it feels like a biblical flood. And yet, despite its challenges, Oregon remains a place of endless fascination and adventure. It’s a state that will leave you both enchanted and exhausted, but always with a story to tell.

Rollin’ through…
An Oregon forest…
I swear i heard…
A sasquatch chorus…
But back to Earth…
The Portland gridlock…
Take a breath…
It’s gonna be a while.

This Land: Washington State

So, here we are, in the belly of the beast, Spokane… a place where the laundry machines are more demanding than a Vegas blackjack dealer. We’re talking seven bucks a load, for Christ’s sake! It’s like these machines have a larcenist spirit of their own, demanding tribute before they’ll let your clothes see the light of day.

But let’s keep it real: Washington State holds a special place in Ronnie’s heart as he spent many a week in Spokane and Seattle either learning about the institutional food service business (four lifetimes ago) or tending to the computer networking needs of a western-region architecture/engineering firm (two lifetimes ago). And so we were able to reconnect with old friends we hadn’t seen for at least 14 years. They have a million-dollar house now, a place that’s as surreal as an acid flashback. You’d think the directions would be easy, but no. It was like trying to find a needle in a haystack, only the haystack was a Mad Max wasteland.

Their house? It’s a paragon of contemporary home comforts, but from the outside, it looks like it’s been through a hurricane, a zombie apocalypse, and a few acid trips. We sent a picture (via DM) to confirm it was the right place. Then, gathered our courage and ventured into the heart of darkness.

Inside, it’s a different world. Their kids are grown, tall like the trees at Audubon Park, and their house is like a spaceship landed in the middle of the woods. Our visit covered the gamut, from the latest doings of mutual acquaintances, to the lifestyle of a professional golfer (her current vocation), to the latest in Silicon Valley thinking (his vocation), and Ronnie swears, some of the tech talk was like listening to a Martian explain quantum physics.

But let’s not forget the real reason we’re here: Hot Springs or Busk! Imagine soaking in a mineral bath, surrounded by nature, feeling the warm water on your skin, and realizing you’re the only one wearing clothes. It’s like a scene straight out of a Beat road trip novel, without the drugs or psychotic breakdowns.

And if you’re looking for higher education in a more intimate setting, Washington has you covered. Think small classes, friendly professors, and a campus that feels like a cozy living room.

Regarding culture, Washington is a state where art and literature thrive. Jack Kerouac wrote about the experience in Dharma Bums. And if you’re into glass art, the Museum of Glass in Tacoma is a feast for the eyes.

As for the residents, they’re a hardy bunch who love the great outdoors. Imagine hiking through ancient forests, kayaking on calm lakes, or simply staring up at the towering mountains. It’s a paradise for nature lovers.

But let’s not sugarcoat it. Washington also has its downsides. The weather, for one, can be as unpredictable as a squirrel cage match. It’s often cloudy and rainy, and the winters can be downright dreary. And then there’s the cost of living. Major cities like Seattle can be as expensive as a designer handbag.

Still, despite the challenges, Washington offers a unique and unforgettable experience. It’s a state where you can find both the sublime beauty of nature and the gritty reality of everyday life. So, if you’re looking for a place that’s as colorful as a tie-dye t-shirt and as thought-provoking as a Dostoevsky story, Washington State is the perfect destination. So, grab your notebook, your camera, and your sense of humor, and get ready to experience the extreme Northwest of This Land.

From the streets of Spokane…
To the Grand Coulee Dam…
You’ll see beauty…
In the state of Washington…
They came for timber…
They built the PC boom…
Washington… the final MicroBoss.

This Land: Illinois

So there we were, adrift in the Chicagoland archipelago, courtesy of Ronnie’s infallible sense of direction (or lack thereof). The Democratic National Convention was in full swing, a throbbing neon beast pulsating in the Windy City’s belly. Visions of ’68 danced in Ronnie’s head – anti-war protestors clashing with Chicago’s finest in a ballet of tear gas and billy clubs. A chance, he thought, to relive a sliver of history, that bygone era immortalized in grainy documentaries,

But alas, the cruel hand of fate, or perhaps… synchronicity, had placed us in Aurora, Illinois. Yes, THAT Aurora (party time… excellent). Here, amidst the beige strip malls and flickering neon signs, Ronnie embarked on a quest for the holy grail of his salad days – Stan Mikita’s Donut Shop, a shrine to the hockey legend and glazed pastries. But like a mirage in the desert, the shop remained stubbornly elusive, a figment of faded memory or perhaps a cruel hoax perpetrated by Saturday Night Live.

Undeterred, Ronnie retreated to the air-conditioned sanctuary of the Aurora Public Library, a monument to quiet nerdiness if ever there was one. Here, he became a voyeur to the DNC extravaganza, consuming news reports like a fragrant, steaming bowl of Pho. NPR’s police beat reporter, Martin Kaste, droned on in a podcast, his voice a steady counterpoint to the city’s distant sirens. WGN chimed in with a video report, a kaleidoscope of protestors and fence-busting partisans. In the end, thankfully bloodless. The anti-war protesters did persist, and they made their points, but the event planners and the Chicago authorities were able to keep things from spiraling out of control. Go here for a thoughtful compare/contrast.

Illinois itself, this “Land of Lincoln,” struck a dissonant chord. A state where prestigious universities rub shoulders with wallet-crushing property taxes, where the “Second City’s” sports teams inspire religious devotion amidst a backdrop of political chicanery. The summers, we’re told, are steam baths, the winters cryogenic chambers – a climate that could curdle a monk’s disposition.

Yet, there are glimmers of hope. Starved Rock State Park, a Xanadu of waterfalls and canyons, promise respite from the urban sprawl. The state boasts a pantheon of American icons – Honest Abe Lincoln, of course, but also Carl Sandburg, the bard of Spoon River, and Michelle Obama, a beacon of grace and intelligence. Even Michael Jordan, the basketball demigod (and Bugs Bunny’s unlikely sidekick), hails from these plains.

The engine of Illinois’ economy hums with a complex symphony – finance titans clinking glasses in Chicago’s skyscrapers, factories spew out automobiles and farm machinery, and fields overflow with corn and soybeans, a testament to the state’s agricultural might. And for the working stiffs, Illinois offers a cornucopia of opportunity – a robust job market, a smorgasbord of educational institutions, and a vibrant cultural scene in Chicago (assuming you can stomach the commute).

Anyway, before we peel out of Chicagoland, heading back through Hays on a pilgrimage to Colorado Springs (the final piece of Rocinante’s solar-powered puzzle, don’t ask), two burning questions gnaw at Ronnie’s soul. Did that Stan Mikita donut shop ever exist, or was it a collective fever dream of his generation? And more importantly, would the DNC erupt into the glorious chaos of ’68, fulfilling his dread of a historical reenactment (tear gas and all)?

After all, “Wayne’s World” was the “American Graffiti” of the 70s, and Ronnie’s dad, a veteran of the Commerce City Police Department, had been sent to Chicago in ’68 for some “Tactics and Control” training dispensed by the Windy City’s finest. In the final frames, will we find history had taught us the right lessons, or are we doomed to repeat the mistakes? And more importantly, can Ronnie score a cruller before we hit the road? Because frankly, at this point, nothing beats a good donut and a hot cuppa joe.

Onward through the fog… R.H.

In Chicago…
You got the pizza wars…
But don’t forget…
The raging culture war…
In Aurora… Wayne and Garth don’t care…
‘Long as they can party on.

This Land: Michigan

Before you ask, Michigan has no natural hot springs. It’s like they forgot to install the geothermal plumbing when they were building the place. But who needs that when you have The Great Lakes, right?

As for higher learning institutions, Michigan offers a diverse range of colleges, from small liberal arts institutions to larger public universities. Some notable smaller options include Kalamazoo College, Hope College, and Albion College.

And though no particular state can claim exclusive dominion over such literary juice as earned by Papa Hemmingway, the Ernest Hemingway House in Oak Park, while technically in Illinois, is a popular destination for fans of Mr. Hemmingway’s distinctive American voice. Other notable literary figures with Michigan ties include Zane Grey and Harriett Beecher Stowe.

Regarding the unique character of its natives, Michiganders often pride themselves on their resilience, hardworking nature, strong sense of community, the fact that they have seasons other than winter, and abundant natural resources foster a love for outdoor activities and a down-to-earth mentality. If you had to drag on Michigan, some feel the state’s reliance on the automotive industry leads to economic instability. And, of course, the long, harsh winters can be a challenge for many, contributing to a sometimes slower pace of life.

Now, none of this does justice to the eye popping, slightly paradoxical, rolling green/crystalline beauty of the Upper Peninsula (UP). This region is often hailed as Michigan’s crown jewel, offering pristine lakes, dense forests, and dramatic cliffs. The Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore is a particular standout. Ronnie is holding his hand up right now because we just drove through the lower part of the UP heading for Traverse City. He has been going on and on about how much of this place looks like those “Garden of Eden” images conjured up in his childhood Sunday School days. This place is straight-up gorgeous, but if you get here via some of what William Least Heat-Moon described as “blue highways”, you will encounter areas that also conjure up mental images left behind by those 1980s slasher movies, “Halloween”, “Friday the 13th”, etc. Ronnie kept remarking how the areas we drove through gave him “Chrystal Lake” vibes. Terrifyingly beautiful, if you will.

Regarding famous Michiganders, the list spans the political spectrum, from Henry Ford, to Rosa Parks. And, of course, Michigan has a strong legacy in music. Think Motown, Stevie Wonder, Aretha Franklin, Four Tops, The Supremes, Smoky Robinson, Marvin Gaye, Gladys Knight, The Temptations, The Jackson freaking Five, and Stevie Wonder. Then later, you have Madonna and Marshall freakin’ Mathers. Mic drop… top that, anyone?

Now, as Michael Moore, Oscar-winning film maker from Flint, describes in his movies, the automotive industry has been the backbone of Michigan’s economy. Unfortunately, too many eggs were placed in that basket and when the US had to make painful changes in order to compete with the automaking sectors of the rapidly developing world, many… many… were left behind as a consequence.

That said, the state is trying to diversify, with growing sectors in healthcare, technology, and agriculture. Some would say Detroit and Flint still have a long way to go providing opportunities for those left behind. The jury is still out, but in the meantime Michigan offers a relatively affordable cost of living compared to many other states, especially in terms of housing. The state’s strong public education system and evolving job market, particularly in healthcare and technology, are also attractive to workers.

Visitors, often rave about the Great Lakes, especially Lake Michigan, for swimming, boating, and fishing. Again, Ronnie has his hand up, he’s still in awe of the terrifying beauty of Lake Michigan, and Traverse City. Many visitors are drawn to the vibrant college towns like Ann Arbor and East Lansing, offering a lively atmosphere and cultural attractions. As well, Michigan’s literary history can be a draw for some visitors, particularly those interested in Hemingway or the Great Lakes region.

Ok… that does it for now…

Stay safe…
Stay well…
Good luck…
Pay it forward…
And as always…
Onward through the fog.

Cheers… R.H.

In Michigan…
You might go dizzy…
From the rust belt struggle…
To Traverse City…
From the rogue militias…
To Motown dishes…
This state is pure America!

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