The Journey began on July 24 when Tomto and I left Central Ohio on the Quest for the 49th state. Today is August 24th and we are nearing the last leg of the journey. We are staying the night in a Quality Inn in Greenfield, IN just 160+ miles from where we started. My intent was to chronicle as many of the sights and vistas from the road as possible. A near impossible task as I've discovered. The thinking time on the motorcycle is great for processing ideas and composing thoughts but without a recording device much is locked the the folds of the old gray matter perhaps never to see the light of day. This post will be a sort of brain dump as I ramble on about what may or may not be written about in more reflective posts when I get home.
Some things seen and thought about on the road:
Sign on a wrecking yard wall in Twin Falls, ID: "All cars run on used parts". That's true of us humans, too. Physical parts, mental parts, and spiritual parts. How those parts have been used and cared for, what accidents they've endured, and what repairs have been made all contributed to how well the 'used vehicle' runs today. Not sure where this goes but I'm thinking about it.
Taming a great river. The Columbia Gorge is beautiful and so is the peaceful river that runs through it. However, part of me longs to know the wild river that Native Americans and Lewis and Clark saw and braved before the Bonneville and other dams tamed it. I84 allows fast and awsome views of the gorge at 65 miles per hour, but what were the views from the game trails and even the old route 30 from the seat of a Model T.
Who dared to cross the great salt flats first. Why would anyone even begin to brave such a forbidding salt desert? And why?
Have the maze of islands through which the Alaska Marine Highway wends its way been thoroughly explored... have humans put their prints everywhere in this vast network?
What is it about gambling that draws us to keep trying against all the odds to win the jackpot? Is that the same gene or trait that keeps us alive in hopeless situations.
How are oral traditions different in societies that have no written language (like the First Nation people of the north) our friend John claims that the traditions are passed on word for word not as ever changing 'stories'.
What next after the 49th state?
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