I felt it welling up inside me: disgust and anger. And yet it was glorious! Arizona is having a February heat wave , as if being ungawdly hot for 9 months a year isn't good enough. And I was working outdoors, during the heat of the day, on rebuilding my wooden leveling ramps. I tried to work in the shadow of my van, but the verticality of the sun in late February was making that difficult. "Glorious" in the first paragraph was not meant to be theatrical or facetious. This is ranch country in southeastern Arizona, and it has become quite the little tourist trap, commemorating its glorious cowboy past. But how do you experience the reality of ranching in 1890? By looking at pretty sunsets? By researching the area on the internet? By going on a ranger-led hike? ("Please folks, stay on the trail! The rattlesnakes might come out on a warm day this time of year!") Hell no, it ain't about prettiness, although there is quite a bit of ...
Occupation of Independence
Early retirement, mainstream-media-free, bicycling, classic books & history, RV camping, and dogs.