A WIDENED VIEW
The Willie Nelson song On the Road Again is an anthem for those of us who have spent years of our life working "out there" somewhere. Part adventure, part drudgery it has the cumulative affect of stretching your view, in what you see, of people and how you think.
I was hooked from the time my father set up a Buick Roadmaster with a folding cot between the front and back seat. Not only were cars large in those days, but there was additional room for a cooler, water and additional blankets which would convert the expansive back seat bench into yet another bed. My brother and I had our own capsule as we spanned from the Midwest to the Rockies. I've been traveling since.
NOW HERE IS A ROLE MODEL
Around Kings Canyon, which is roughly between Yosemite and Sequoia National Parks I saw this unit and knew, here is traveler.
I've been remote enough to immediately recognize a well equipped unit. This one made me envious. Turns out it belongs to a Frenchman who has been pretty much on a world journey for several years. He's shipped his Defender over oceans and then charts a route, with little thought to "when" he will get to the last spot he has marked on the map.
On this leg of his travel he was working toward Alaska from deep in South America. See what I mean by envy? Take a look at where he's been so far, marked by the dark line.
As you can see, he's traveled some tough, remote and war torn areas.
He had a serene, confident, calm about him. It is the kind of "mellow" I have
seen in others who have seen much of this terrestrial sphere. It is the kind
of behavior I admire and respect-the product of a widened view.
SPEAKING OF A WIDENED VIEW
DAY BOOK
KINGS CANYON
The views of the Canyon along the Kings River are majestic, enough so that our French explorer noted above put it on his world tour.
See you down the trail.
Oh, Tom, you found another vehicle. Look out, Lana.
ReplyDeleteHey Tom, I read the same McClatchy article and it reminded me of this joke: A public employee union member, a tea-partier and a Wall Street banker are seated at a table that has twelve cookies on it. The banker scoops up eleven cookies and as he gets up to leaves he warns the tea partier, "Watch out for that union guy. He wants your cookie".
ReplyDeleteBruce-
ReplyDeleteI'd love to have a ride like that.
Anonymous-
Love the joke. Will pass it on no doubt.