Thursday, October 15, 2020
Tuesday, October 6, 2020
So, we took off from Oklahoma, cruised down Route 66 into Edmund, swung through OKC and then headed west on I-40. We avoided pitfalls like stopping in Clinton, Oklahoma to visit the hometown of Toby Keith, my favorite C&W singer just as we had earlier avoided Checotah, the home of Carrie Underwood, because "She ain't in Checotah no more." We sang Toby Keith's lyrics as we drove past
I ain't as good as I once was,
I got a few years on me now,
But there was a time,
Back in my prime,
When I could really lay it down,
If you need some love tonight,
Then I might have just enough,
I ain't as good once was,
But I'm as good once, as I ever was.
Which is so true, I'm 54 and on the downhill side of fifty....life is short....
we then drove past the Punjabi truck stop in Sayre, avoiding RV damage and crazy Indian food, zipped past the leaning water tower in Britten Texas, avoiding road construction in Amarillo and camped in Tucumcari New Mexico
But it is a beautiful place, and a park organized in 1906. It is well worth the $25.00 entrance fee. It is a barren place and there are COVID paranoid people. Many from California drove with masks on in their cars, which as a doctor, I am at lengths to think of what they are protecting themselves from. You are more likely to get Coccidiomycosis from mold spores in the air on this desert than COVID on a sunny hot day, but whatever, if it makes them happy....it is the AC buildings that I hate to even go in, masked, PPE'd or whatever. At least most everyone masked there....
So, we're still healthy and hanging in there....many here in New River have stories for the year, and COVID fatigue is high here....maybe denial, and maybe they have figured out a protective activity, too. It is not like they are being careful. Maybe it is the sun exposure? I may be putting on my MD hat and looking at the numbers....maybe worth a scientific study. I'm not sure anyone wants to know....I know six such communities, and no cases.....makes me wonder.
So we'll get out and start hiking, I have Gamble's quail on my roof and a female Anna's hummer at my feeder as I write this, what could be better?
I got to go try to get a rock out of a wheel on my car
stay safe, get out in the sun, another Toby Keith song surmises the ranch where we now are, maybe do karaoke with word changes this weekend? we've parked next to that too
Chain smokers and boozers.
An' we got yuppies, we got bikers,
An' we got , thirsty hitchhikers.
And the girls next door dress up like movie stars.
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar.
We got cowboys, we got truckers,
Broken hearted fools and suckers.
An' we got hustlers, we got fighters,
Early birds and all nighters.
And the veterans talk about their battle scars:
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar.....(Ranch)
It's my kind of place.
Just walk in through the front door,
Puts a big smile on my face.
It ain't too far, come as you are.
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar (Ranch).
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