Showing posts with label Colorado. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Colorado. Show all posts

Monday, October 21, 2024

Mile High Walkway

 

The moving walkway in the Denver International Airport.

I need help understanding people who walk on the moving walkway.  The whole point of a moving walkway, in my opinion, is to give you a break from walking when you're going through an airport as big as Denver.  Or anywhere, really, that there's a moving walkway. 

If you want to walk, step to the side and walk with the other people, but do not huff and act annoyed that I'm standing there enjoying the ride.



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2023:  Sorry, no post on this day.
2022:  Sorry, no post on this day.
2021:  Sorry, no post on this day.
2020:  Sorry, no post on this day.
2019:  Sorry, no post on this day.
2018:  Baklava And Beyond
2017:  Stand And Face The Sun
2016:  A Manifesto For Meat
2015:  Morning Y'all
2014:  Happy Fall Morning
2013:  Own The Day
2012:  Barrio Viejo
2011:  A Daunting Task
2010:  Salivating Over The Salumeria
2009:  The Cheapest Entertainment Around
2008:  Proud To Be A Liberal American
2007:  I Don’t Think This Is What The Gideons Had In Mind
2006: Ten Reasons Today
2005: The Big Five Oh!

Sunday, October 20, 2024

Rocky Mountain High

 

Flying over the Colorado Rockies on the way to Seattle.  I love the little snow-capped peaks!



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2023:  Sorry, no post on this day.
2022:  Sorry, no post on this day.
2021:  Sorry, no post on this day.
2020:  Sorry, no post on this day.
2019:  Sorry, no post on this day.
2018:  Flying While Supine
2017:  Living In A Boy's World
2016:  Ten Outstanding Years
2015:  Mangiare All'aperto, Trucker Style
2014:  Released To The Press
2013:  In A Time When Gentlemen And Ladies Actually Existed
2012:  The Great Affair  
2011:  The Gaping Void Says It All
2010:  Under The Tuscan Sun Within 3,000-Year-Old Walls
2009:  Dragged Back, Kicking And Screaming
2008:  Seniors Maintain Law And Order By Way Of A Fluke Discovery
2007:  Lisa Lavie Is The Angel Here
2006:  Fight The Moth
2005:  Abandoned But Not Forgotten

Friday, May 10, 2024

Stormy Seibert

A storm cloud in Seibert, Colorado.  We drove into this - talk about hellacious rain! - but it was over before we knew it.  The angry skies didn't get us.



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2023: Sorry, no post on this day.
2022: Sorry, no post on this day.
2021: Sorry, no post on this day.
2020: Sorry, no post on this day.
2019: Sorry, no post on this day.
2018: Running Through Oil Fields
2017: Famous Desert Singers

2016: Work In Progress
2015: Music City Drive-By
2014: I'll Meet You At Sue's
2013: And Then The Rains Came
2012: When You Need To Point Out Which One Is Herb
2011: A Road Diverged In The Wood And I Lived To Tell About It
2010: I’m A Researchin’ Fool
2009: The Closest I’ll Ever Come
2008: Who Is He Kidding?
2007: The Captain Of My Vessel
2006: Baking Is Fun!
2005: Sticks And Stones

Tuesday, January 23, 2024

Tons Of Bales

 

Round bales of hay in Stratton, Colorado.



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2023: Sorry, no post on this day.
2022: Sorry, no post on this day.
2021: Sorry, no post on this day.
2020: Sorry, no post on this day.
2019: You Talking To Me?
2018: Garnish

2017: The Hostile Living Conditions Of The Desert
2016: Drop Zone
2015: King (And Queen) Of The World
2014: Winding It Up Before Leaving Town
2013: Who Is A Bahamian?
2012: Pay No Attention To The Cat Behind The Curtain
2011: Papa Can You Hear Me?
2010: The Err Erudes Them
2009: Sorry, no post for this date.
2008: Addicted
2007: When You Just Can’t Decide Between Dinner And Breakfast
2006: Purple Industrial Skies
2005: Sorry, no post on this day. The blog didn’t start until May 2005!

Saturday, April 06, 2019

Mile High Walking

A corridor at the Denver International Airport in Denver, Colorado.



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2018: 
So Succulent

2017: Dough Meets Grill
2016: As If Florida Isn't Crazy Enough
2015: Guac, Not Eggs
2014: Beyond Restoration?
2013: Don't Let The Pretty Label Fool You
2012: True Trucker Confession
2011: Spring Buds And An M3
2010: International Relations
2009: Waiting For The Storm IN Ohio
2008: Sprawl
2007: Moonlighting
2006: Spring Breath Escapes Through Two Lips
2005: Sorry, no post on this day. The blog didn’t start until May 2005!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

They May Look Pretty, But They're A Bitch

The Colorado Rockies. Songs have been written about them. A baseball team has been named after them. Skiers revere them. Truckers fear them. OK, not really, but it rhymed.
The Rocky Mountains are beautiful year round, although I prefer them when they're covered in snow. Driving them when snow covered is challenging, but going through the mountains with a heavy load any time is no picnic. There's a lot of shifting involved, switching your jake brake off and on, making sure you don't use your service brakes too much, as I did on one hill, leaving a HUGE cloud of acrid smelling smoke behind me.

We were heavy, about 75,000 pounds. For me, climbing the mountain isn't as bad as descending. I don't mind staying in the right lane, creeping up the mountain, flashers blinking as cars, trucks and motorcycles speed around me. It's not as if I have a choice, so I just plug along. But going down? It's an intense ride that requires me to pay attention to several things at once; my speed, my RPM's, the percentage of grade on the hill, road conditions, escape routes in case my brakes fail.Signs are typically posted for what the grade of the hill is, but rather than having to do math (the increase in elevation per 100 feet determines the percentage of the grade), I just know that if I see a sign with a number and a percentage sign after it, there might be a crazy hill coming.

But here in Colorado, they not only tell you there's a crazy hill coming, they erect signs specifically for truckers. This sign is on Interstate-70, at the 211.5 mile marker. It's at the top of Loveland Pass, just after you get through the Eisenhower-Johnson Memorial Tunnel. With a maximum elevation of 11,158 ft above sea level, it's one of the highest vehicular tunnels in the world.


And just in case you didn't see the first sign, there's another to make sure they're getting through to you. This sign lets you know they're not fucking around. You better slow the hell down if you don't want to wind up over the side of a mountain in a heap of twisted steel. No matter how low your gear is, or how strong your jake brake is, a truck weighing almost 80,000 pounds is gonna roll. And sometimes, it's easy for it to get away from you. The longer you're driving, the better you are in these kinds of situations.

Ed is much better navigating hills than I am, but he's pretty good at helping me when I need it. Which is usually when he hears the engine screaming, so he sticks his head out of the curtain and says, "Shift!".

Uh, thanks, Baby.


Tuesday, October 28, 2008

U.S. Route 287

Springfield, Colorado. The lone man sitting at the end of this row of tables epitomizes the entire southeastern corner of this state, and the only thing worse than actually having to be in this town, was eating at this restaurant.

Sunday, July 01, 2007