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Thanksgiving thoughts

 "This Thanksgiving, be grateful the universe’s physical constants are so precise that a slight variation in any one would render your existence impossible."

Day Seven of the ride

“The man who goes alone can start today; but he who travels with another must wait till that other is ready.” – Henry David Thoreau

There were a few moments from day 6 where I was feeling a little sorry for myself and missing some human companionship.  I got over it.  I wait on very few.  No one is waiting on me.

I am looking forward to this day.  To the Tetons! and into Yellowstone National Park.  I also want to ride the Bear Tooth pass.  I have fond memories of both places.  I was there as a kid twice, once early in my marriage and again with my sons.  I imagine myself sitting on the deck of the Old Faithful Lodge watching the geyser explode. 

As usual it is farther than it looks on the map.  I keep hoping that I will see the Tetons but it is not until I cross Togwatee pass and am heading down to the valley do I see the Tetons.  I stop as a scenic overlook to snap some pictures and take a break.  It is a fine view.  Some bicyclists, a middle aged couple,  pull in to the overlook whom I passed earlier.  They were riding across the country.  They were not taking the easy route.  The pass we just came over was 9600 feet.  They were heading to Seattle. 

 

Do they not know that it would be much more efficient if they just strapped a motor on those bikes?  They have more mountain passes to conquer.  What they are doing is impressive.  I prefer my ride.

I ride down the valley and into Jackson Hole.  A neat town, but expensive.  Again, there are a lot of cool spots in the world but then they get discovered and too many people lessen the attractiveness (screw it up) of the place. I think of California as a prime example.  But I digress.

Here is my lunch spot.

 

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I love politics!  Free ponies

Thought for the day

Day six continued

“Stop worrying about the potholes in the road and enjoy the journey.” – Babs Hoffman

I ride out of Rocky Mountain National Park and into Estes Park.  Estes Park is full of development and traffic.  It is still a pretty area but congested.  That is a problem with nice places.  Too many people move there and then it becomes not so nice.

I head east towards Loveland.  I realize I am going the wrong direction but the mountains interfere with travelling in an efficient manner.  I ride down a Highway 34.  It is a scenic two lane highway that follows a river.  I am stuck behind a pickup towing a RV trailer for what seems like forever.  I get frustrated  to go so slow on such a nice road.  It has been a long day already.   He is apparently a proud ex-Marine.  Semper fi. 

After a suitable period of reflection (not a bad life travelling around in an RV at a leisurely pace), I get a break, kick the bike down a gear and blow by the Marine.  It is great to be freed from slow moving vehicles.

I regroup at a McDonalds in Loveland.  They have Wi-Fi and I am tired and need a break.  I review the maps.  Damn, it is over 500 miles to Yellowstone.   That seems more than a little daunting.  There are forest fires in Glacier so that is off the table.   I briefly consider continuing to head east to Minnesota to stay with my mother.  I would get a nice bed, some good cooking and a very pleasant environment by the lake.  She is also lonely and would like my company.  It would be easy.

That visit will wait.  The adventure will continue.  It is time for my second wind and to make some time and distance.

Full speed ahead, I will do this.   I am a road warrior, a machine.   I am back in the plains where the deer and the antelope play.    I see  antelope and more plains.  At one point,  being bored  and  on a lonely stretch,  I crank it up to 100 mph.  As some of my packing is suspect, I decide this probably is not a good idea.  Six hours and 300 miles later, as the sun is setting, I arrive in Riverton, WY and find a nice hotel.

A better timeline

Latin is hard.  I previously have posted about shenanigans of the ex-wife and her boss and used the term quid pro quo.  I am pretty sure some do not understand this term.  Some have trouble following my logic and timeline through the posts.  I can fix that.
Perhaps one of the advantages of keeping a land line, with the same number, is that occasionally I get inquiries on the ex-wife, Marie Hanna and her new husband, and boss, Raymond Lambert.  A few have stumbled onto this blog. 
Sometimes I rant.  Sometimes I vent.  In my opinion one should not act unethically and run a personal fiefdom at taxpayers expense.  If you do run a personal fiefdom you should produce results other than enriching your corporate sponsor.  I dislike hypocrites am happy to share what I know and why I am surprised they are still employed at Ohio Connections Academy.
First you start out with some clandestine business trips together. By the way they are married at this time.
http://dangerousdavidworld.blogspot.com/2013/03/women-are-sneaky.html
Then you go house shopping together.  Marie C. Hanna is still married.
http://dangerousdavidworld.blogspot.com/2013/06/lets-go-house-shopping-marie-and-ray.html
Then you move out and get promoted to superintendent of Ohio Connections Academy by Ray Lambert to for your excellent performance. Then for a little gratitude, or payback.  Marie Hanna buys a table and sends it to Raymond Lambert's house in Batavia, Ohio.
https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=7646236209855165689#editor/target=post;postID=5985890008965023554;onPublishedMenu=allposts;onClosedMenu=allposts;postNum=208;src=postname
Eventually you file for divorce.  At he divorce hearing you have your secretary, being paid by Ohio Connections Academy, testify.
Why does all this matter?  Failing to properly educate students cost each student $50,000 in lifetime earnings.  You cannot get those years back.
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The results Of Ohio Connections Academy. 
http://logicalconsequence.blogspot.com/2014/10/a-375-gpa.html
I hate to see this charter scam perpetrated on the taxpayers of Ohio.  I hate to see unethical behavior rewarded with six figure salaries. 


To sum it she slept her way to the top of a failing school.


As one of my neighbors elegantly stated, "do not shit where you eat".