I just found this file and thought I would post it. If we are being picky it should be read before the one below it, but I am not feeling like it is that important at this time.
From HELL I rode….
Yesterday I left Telluride for (hopefully) the last time.
I am still somewhat in shock at the general conditions at that jobsite. Now that I am home for a short while, I hope to discharge some of the detritus that has accumulated in my lungs and mind.
I found my sense of irony aroused when I was loading my truck for my final escape. I heard a noise that sounded like a worker type person going about his/her worker like business. When I investigated, it turned out to be a woodpecker trying valiantly to peck his/her way through some metal roofing material. That single act seemed to sum up my feelings about my work in this place; trying to bash my head through metal. It won’t hurt the metal and it will give me one hell of a headache.
It is nice to have some unrelated act bring a sense of completion to a job like this.
Now that I am back at Sanctuary I feel out of place here, too. That seems to be one of the problems with being on the road all the time; all places start feeling like you don’t quite belong.
I have been spending time working on the Doghouse to get ready to go back on the road next month. This winter was kinda hard on the place and I am still not done. There was a protective layer of dust everywhere that required industrial vacuuming and a dose of cleaning solution.
Is it just me, or was this last winter dusty in the Southwest? Telluride had incredible amounts of dust to the point that tourists were complaining that someone should clean the dirt from the snow. (True) My truck became brown over red from the accumulated dirt that was falling from the sky. I always thought of mountain snow as white and pristine just to learn that when it is not fresh it is brown and dirty looking.
On my drive back to Sanctuary, I went through all of spring in about 3 hours. Near Telluride there is still melting snow and the spring runoff has just begun. Before long it was 70 degrees and I had the air conditioner running. One whole season in less than three hours. Maybe I am having a time warp?
