Journey into Sobriety...
DAY 7-Desert Dreams on the Sabbath....
Hello and how are you?
Todays trek took me from Idaho, into the Nevada scrub desert. On the way from Pocatello, to Twin Falls, a bit of scenery was enjoyed. At the Twin Falls turn onto the serious desert road, I crossed the Snake River. An awesome sight for sure. The Snake river cuts its wall straight down a 1000 feet (over 300 meters) at the Hansen Bridge. I stopped and took mucho video and pictures. What a sight it was.
The drive straight down south to the Nevada border, was weird. I got into a strange hypnotic state, where my body was not me anymore, but a remote controlled vessel that I was inhabiting. A semi-Zen state, that lasted for maybe a half hour or better. The energy of the desert always is strange. I was jarred from my weird meditative state by an enormous Nevada dust devil. Mini tornados they are. It slammed my truck, and shook me out of my reverie.
Onto I-80 which rips through the Nevada mountain ranges, I passed through a tunnel of perhaps a half mile (almost 1 kilometer) that was cut straight through a rock mountain. It zapped my senses, but upon exiting I only had one word. COOL!!!
The mountain ranges are spread out further, and there is a definite energy from the earth here that is strong. Not so many bugs on the windshield in the desert, as life has a hard time out here without the water. Exact opposite of my humin Tennessee jungle environs.
Frequent gas stops, as the desert towns are few and far between. I finally arrived in Winnemucca, Nevada. A small northern Nevada town, jammed with casinos of course. I may go down to the casino floor after bit, and play a few rounds of video poker, but gambling is really not my thing.
As I write this, I am more relaxed than I have been since I started my course of sobriety over 18 months ago. Another psychological impediment has been removed from my boozed out, but healing brain. Here goes?.
You all wanted to know what the ?adult entertainment? was? Well, Winnemucca is home to about 4 legal brothels. I finally did it sober. I always wondered if I could do the deed completely sober and healthy. Lets just say, I was pleasantly surprised at the results of my physical fitness program. So yes, I am relaxed, and satisfied in the extreme. A nice young lady of about 30 years old was my companion for the last hour or so. If you want more details, move it to PM, and I will try to answer your questions within reason.
So my journey continues. Tomorrow, I have made reservations in Bishop, CA. It?s a short drive to Yosemite National Park. I have never seen that park, only in pictures, and it looks like an incredible place on this planet. From there, I do not know. Back east I suspect.
Oh yea, the doggies are AOK. I called my boss this morning, and all is right with hounds. I do miss them though, but it will be a joyous reunion for sure.
Tomorrow: Goin? to California.
Neil
DAY 7-Desert Dreams on the Sabbath....
Hello and how are you?
Todays trek took me from Idaho, into the Nevada scrub desert. On the way from Pocatello, to Twin Falls, a bit of scenery was enjoyed. At the Twin Falls turn onto the serious desert road, I crossed the Snake River. An awesome sight for sure. The Snake river cuts its wall straight down a 1000 feet (over 300 meters) at the Hansen Bridge. I stopped and took mucho video and pictures. What a sight it was.
The drive straight down south to the Nevada border, was weird. I got into a strange hypnotic state, where my body was not me anymore, but a remote controlled vessel that I was inhabiting. A semi-Zen state, that lasted for maybe a half hour or better. The energy of the desert always is strange. I was jarred from my weird meditative state by an enormous Nevada dust devil. Mini tornados they are. It slammed my truck, and shook me out of my reverie.
Onto I-80 which rips through the Nevada mountain ranges, I passed through a tunnel of perhaps a half mile (almost 1 kilometer) that was cut straight through a rock mountain. It zapped my senses, but upon exiting I only had one word. COOL!!!
The mountain ranges are spread out further, and there is a definite energy from the earth here that is strong. Not so many bugs on the windshield in the desert, as life has a hard time out here without the water. Exact opposite of my humin Tennessee jungle environs.
Frequent gas stops, as the desert towns are few and far between. I finally arrived in Winnemucca, Nevada. A small northern Nevada town, jammed with casinos of course. I may go down to the casino floor after bit, and play a few rounds of video poker, but gambling is really not my thing.
As I write this, I am more relaxed than I have been since I started my course of sobriety over 18 months ago. Another psychological impediment has been removed from my boozed out, but healing brain. Here goes?.
You all wanted to know what the ?adult entertainment? was? Well, Winnemucca is home to about 4 legal brothels. I finally did it sober. I always wondered if I could do the deed completely sober and healthy. Lets just say, I was pleasantly surprised at the results of my physical fitness program. So yes, I am relaxed, and satisfied in the extreme. A nice young lady of about 30 years old was my companion for the last hour or so. If you want more details, move it to PM, and I will try to answer your questions within reason.
So my journey continues. Tomorrow, I have made reservations in Bishop, CA. It?s a short drive to Yosemite National Park. I have never seen that park, only in pictures, and it looks like an incredible place on this planet. From there, I do not know. Back east I suspect.
Oh yea, the doggies are AOK. I called my boss this morning, and all is right with hounds. I do miss them though, but it will be a joyous reunion for sure.
Tomorrow: Goin? to California.
Neil
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Nancy
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