My Southwest Road Trip

Feb 3

Beat the Snow out of Bellingham on our flight to Tucson to start the trip. Arrived in Mesilla, NM at friends of my travel partner, Laura.

Jeep Compass and Me

Feb 4

Hike up the Organ Mountains to Dripping Springs where the Van Patton Hotel once stood along with the Boyd Sanitariaum. In the evening, we attended a show by Roy Zimmerman at a Unitarian Church.

Organ Mountains

Feb 5

Trip to White Sands National Monument in morning and Zuhl collection of Petrified Wood in the afternoon.

Petrified Wood from Zuhl Museum

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Feb 6

On our way to Santa Fe we stopped in Hatch for photo op and San Antonio Owl Bar and Café and to see Sandhill Cranes at Bosque Del Apache National Wildlife Refuge. Stayed at the el Rey Court which brought us back in time to Old Route 66.

Feb 7

Took in three major museums in Santa Fe: Georgia O’Keefe Museum, Folk Art Museum, Indian Culture Museum. Finished the day off with a fabulous tapas dinner at La Boca.

Feb 8

Long trip from Santa Fe to Williams, AZ on I-40 with stop in Winslow, AZ to see a corner made famous by Jackson Browne and Glenn Frey. Williams also heralds back to Route 66 days.

Feb 9

Fun two hour train ride from Williams to the South Rim of the Grand Canyon. Besides the magnificent views, I was pleased to learn about the Hopi House designed by architect Mary Colter.

Feb 10

Left Williams for a scenic trip through the Oak Creek Canyon to Sedona and on to the historic mining town of Jerome and lastly to Prescott, AZ at an equally historic, art deco hotel with the odd sounding name of Hassayampa Inn. Hassayampa being an Apache word of the “upside down river”.

mural in Prescott

Feb 11

Surprise! It snowed that night so the trip on Hwy 89 through Wickenburg was a little icy, albeit beautiful. Reached our friends’ home in Goodyear (bought by the tire company to raise cotton used in the making of tires back in the day) where we planned to stay several days.

Feb 12

Went to the Musical Instrument Museum (MIM) that several people recommended to us. It was sure worth it. Worth a trip to Phoenix just for this museum. We spent six hours there and saw 6000 instruments. Check it out for yourselves:

Feb 13 thru 15

Hung out with our Goodyear friends drinking the Kool-Aid.

Feb 16

drove to Saguaro National Park to see the cacti and then into Tucson for the Rock and Gem Show. Great way to spend our last day in Arizona.

Feb 17

Tucson Airport was deserted at 9:30 in the morning when we arrived for our noon flight to Bellingham. Waiting took as long as flying but we made it home safely and Roger picked me up at the ferry at 6:30 (7:30 Mountain time)

Now was that not a great Road Trip?

Meanwhile, Back at home:

fallen willow

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Good Tidings from Roger and Anita

A Journey to the Wild, Wild West


Barry and Straw Boss

Barry and Straw Boss

On October 2nd, the day after the sixth annual Friday Harbor Fall Farm Parade, I left the island for a two week adventure.  My friend Nancy W and I were going on a road trip.  One that had been months in the planning; we were intent on visiting both Crater Lake and Yosemite National Parks.  The first one I had seen when I was maybe nine years old.  The latter I had never seen.  I also wanted to visit Sisters, Bend, and Ashland, Oregon.  Our trip was planned to take the backroads rather than the interstate.  We saw a lot of eastern Oregon and Northeastern California.

Denim house in Sisters, Oregon

Denim house in Sisters, Oregon

Nancy lives in Covington so it was easy to start off toward Crystal Mountain and Chinook Pass.  The leaves were beginning to turn but nothing like the aspens we saw later in our journey.  Bend the first night and Crater Lake the second.  Crater Lake had four inches of snow on the ground when we arrived–at 2pm (but still in time for lunch in their beautiful lodge).  There was no lake to be seen, it was all shrouded in mist.  Unbeknownst to me, Nancy made arrangements for us to stay in the lodge that night.  There was a chance the weather would lift and we would be able to see the lake.  The veil did lift for about fifteen minutes, enough for us to get a few pics of the lake from our room.  But then it started snowing again and did not let up for the rest of our visit.

should have been able to see the lake from here

should have been able to see the lake from here

The Subaru has all-wheel drive and I wasn’t worried.  They do plow the road at least to the lodge every day by check-out time.  We next went to Ashland and then via Klamath Falls to Susanville.  Susanville has two prisons and a few murals.  But we were most impressed with the tame deer calmly eating in the front yards right off of main street.  After Susanville came Truckee.  And a visit to the Gatekeeper’s Museum and Steinbach Indian Basket collection in North Lake Tahoe.  A highlight for me.

Susanville's pet deer

Susanville’s pet deer

Going down the west side of Lake Tahoe, we stopped for views along the way at Emerald Bay,  Monitor Pass, and Lake Mono before arriving at Mammoth Lake at a fancy ski resort.  No snow, thankfully, as we planned to tackle Tioga Pass at 9,945 feet the next morning.  This was a beautiful, albeit long drive through the Park to our cabin in Wawona.  Nancy’s brother-in-law was generous enough to let us stay there for three days while we explored the Park.

Wow.  I think I will let the pictures tell the story.  Click on picture below for all my travel pictures:


Not wanting to repeat ourselves, we left the Park by a Southern exit and traveled up the westside toward Folsom and then across Highway 4.  Now this was a backroad.  Ebbets Pass, elevation 8,732 feet–no guard rails.  Yikes, it was scary–but amazingly beautiful.  We made it to Carson City that night.  Then a very long day to Madras, Oregon and finally back to Nancy’s via Hwy 26 near Mt Hood and across the Warm Springs Indian Reservation–another new road for me.

Lots of buzz about a big typhoon heading our way chased us home a little earlier than we might have been using I-5.  The rain and wind outside of Centralia was worse than anything the typhoon dished out.  But we didn’t know that then.  I left Nancy’s at 5:40AM and made the 8:30 ferry with time to spare.

We laughed and called it the Crones’ Journey (both of us in our sixties).  Quite an adventure, really.

Nancy and Me at the Majestic nee Ahwahnee Lodge

Nancy and Me at the Majestic nee Ahwahnee Lodge


Thinking Globally, Acting Locally


Local Meat discussion, Quimper Grange, Port Townsend

On 4/12/15 at Quimper Grange in Port Townsend we watched a documentary called “American Meat” which raised the question about whether US could be fed on ethically raised rather than commodity (read factory) raised animals.  It was followed by a panel discussion with local farmers in the peninsula area.

On 4/14/15 Roger participated in a panel discussion following the viewing of “Restoration Agriculture”.  This is the second in a series that the Ag Guild is presenting.  The first was “Symphony of the Soil”“ having to do with better practices in farming.


Kah Tai Lagoon Park, Port Townsend

On 4/16 we will be attending the 3rd in a series of evenings at the Grange Hall devoted to watching a Showtime series called “Years of Living Dangerously” about Climate Change. The fact that corporate farming is one of, if not the main factor in carbon dioxide emissions which are ruining our atmosphere is brought home in many of these events (that and Coal Plants which are also on our radar)


Farmers Market, Port Townsend near Red Dog Farm booth

See the pattern here? Of late, we’ve been immersing ourselves in “Transition Town” issues: Resiliency in the face of Climate Change, improving the soil, learning to feed ourselves, developing community.


Roger surveys Kinzie Artillery site at Fort Worden


“Art Bus” on Water St in Port Townsend

And yes, we’re worried about coal trains and oil pipelines and spills in our Salish Sea.  It would be nice to wake up every morning, not turn on the news, and live in our own private Idaho (SJI) That seems to be what the majority of Americans are doing.