The ability of drivers in those areas has not changed in as long as I can remember. They should all still have driving limitations placed on them. As in; "NO DRIVING between the hours of six seconds past midnight and midnight."
I swear... when I in my enfeebled ability... roll an aged dually diesel over those roads without slipping a tire... while never even taking it out of 2WD... and I pass late model front wheel drive after late model front wheel drive... littering the ditches... I can only believe that those drivers are unsafe at high noon in July on dry, windless, empty roads.
My experience has taught me that those cars fight to NOT run off the road. To put one in the ditch you must exercise significant and deliberate foolishness.
To allow such drivers out on blustery and stormy nights, as anything other than passengers on a bus is to wager against fate.
Ahhh... but I rail against the wind...
The trip ended with the loss, after 16 years, of our good friend Lily. She was struck with cancer two years ago. A surgery then gave her two more good years. It was as if she waited for me to return this one last time. Over the holiday she faded suddenly and quickly.
Our Tears Flowed a River
|*Our Beloved Lily. Lost to us on the 26th of December 2014*|
Now she wanders where the sun always shines the pastures are always green and the trails are all soft and grassy. Hopefully... she'll be there waiting for us with Brandy and Jed. Kodi and Brush. Georgie and Chei... Sonny and Easy...
So many voids cut into a heart. I wonder how many a man can endure?
Dogs and Horses... the spirits that could teach men to live... if they'd only listen.
I'm back in my camp on the Tonto now. Working again to finish my book. Each morning I try and take a short walk to get my head fresh and get the blood pumping. This morning a great beauty waited in the trees above the lake...
A young Eagle warming in the sunshine.
I've often wondered what thoughts pass through the minds of animals. I am without any doubts that it is far more than most give credit. I suspect that if we could see... we would see a life of Honesty, without the imagined superiority that men speak of. The absence of games and deception.
The simple acceptance of life and death as halves of reality... and the even simpler grasping of every breath and moment that they exist.
To live without the burdens and entrapments of the games of others. To simply breathe and live and die without the beatings of soh-sigh-uh-tee's agendas and machinations... what a joy life can be... if you throw down the useless trappings of human ego.
yeah... but... nobody is gonna listen to the wishful cogitations of a puss gut mountain cowboy... not when he points a critical finger at all soh-sigh-uh-tee holds so dear... So I'll just smile and nod and go about spinning my yarns.
While the northern lands suffer under sub zero temperatures and the global warming that threatens Las Vegas with snow... I'll keep to my beloved Arizona desert... Where the flowers bloom at New Years...
Where the fishermen chase their quarry in December...
... and I can seek out the far blue mountains...
Just a puss gut buster with his heart in the Desert