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May 27, 2007 8,000 Miles by air & land - Home Safe
Piney Point Lighthouse, built in 1836 - just down the road a bit from "home" I am prepared to leave again tomorrow, but I sure hope I'm staying home for a time. I attended my first Potomac Beach holiday picnic and met many of my neighbors for the first time (after living here for five years). I have a long list of things to do and I am finding working from home requires a fair amount of discipline. May 25, 2007 Day Six - Sheboygan, WI to Zanesville, OH This was the most tedious day of the long cross-country journey. Traveling through Indiana and Ohio is about as dull as Kansas, except the traffic densities are ten times worse. Leaving on the start of a major holiday wasn't exactly a brilliant idea as well. The Chicago Eden's Expressway was a mess - next time I'll avoid the Loop and take the Tri-state, of course I always say that and never learn, opting for a view of the Chicago Skyline. A new record in filling up the tank: $58.75. I drove through Chicago thinking gas would be cheaper in rural Indiana. I was right by a penny: $3.749 for premium. No photos of this day, there's nothing I care to remember. After a good meal (fresh blackened Halibut) and a good night's rest, I have 442 miles left to go to Piney Point. Tomorrow's drive will have some adventure back in it, as it is the last day! May 24, 2007 Day Five - Sheboygan for a Day and a Half
The fully restored Sheboygan Theater This kind of trip to my childhood home town never works too well, as it is incidental to the objective of getting back to my present home in Piney Point. It was well intentioned, but delays in Seattle made this stop far too brief with too many people to see and no time to see them. I did have the mandatory fish fry (lake perch) and brat fry (charcoal grilled bratwurst on a real Sheboygan hard roll) thanks to my sister and brother-in-law). And I did make some improvements to my mom's living environment. All too short, as tomorrow I begin the final two days of my cross-country journey home. I do need to come back and visit everyone and photograph this amazing city. It will take a week or so and I want to do it this summer. Parts of the old city, as I remember it, are gone.
View of the Jetties from North Beach to North Point - Sheboygan, Wisconsin - 05-24-07 May 23, 2007 Day Four - Hudson, WI to Sheboygan, WI
Wisconsin Highway 23 west of Ripon Everything seems greener, friendlier and tastier in Wisconsin. To most, the Midwest is the Midwest, but I always sense a distinct and notable difference - and I left this state thirty years ago. Even a long abandon home has fresh flowers and a couch to watch the traffic go by in the summer shade.
Wisconsin Highway 23 east of Ripon So many of the old barns are slowing decaying. Some of the farmers restore them, many let them die in peace and those that still need to earn their keep may get covered with red aluminum or plastic siding. Steel building are replacing the barns on the real operational farms. How sad that so many of the old barns will be gone in the next decade or two. I'd like to spend a month photographing barns in Wisconsin, if only I did not have to earn a living. May 22, 2007 Day Three - Bismarck, ND to Hudson, WI
Fresh Walleye Fingerstrips at Green Mills in Hudson, Wisconsin! North Dakota is the reason they made the movie Fargo. Uneventful except for rain and periods of no rain. Minnesota is about the same, but I did slow down as the population and state trooper densities seemed to increase. There is a notable transition from cattle and hay to corn and other crops during the journey. I hit rush hour through Minneapolis, thinking that the only reason this city exists is because its Nordic founders actually found a warmer climate to live in. Just kidding of course - a great bustling city and home of both Prince and 3M! I crossed the mighty Mississippi River at about seven PM and stopped in Hudson, Wisconsin for the night - kind of a suburb of the twin cities. Ah, to be back in this Germanic/Nordic culture where the food is magnificent, even if eating it habitually will give you a heart attack or stroke. Where else can one have fresh Walleye fingerstrips deep-fried in parmesan cheese for an appetizer. Absolutely delightful! Tomorrow, I'm back in my home town for a day before completing the journey from Pusan to Piney Point. May 21, 2007 Day Two - Bozeman, MT to Bismarck, ND
Three days of rain, rain, rain, in the forecast for Yellowstone, so a missed opportunity and I change my plans - get home as soon as I can. Damn, but Yellowstone will be around for another visit. After an hour east on I-90, blue skies and some regrets for leaving, but not for long - driving rain and clouds for the next eight hours. Foolish - I got speeding ticket in eastern Montana - 98 mph in a 75. The Passport Radar Detector is slow to react to laser radar from oncoming patrols. Past Billings, MT I-94 is near deserted and perfect for 140 mph - I know, driving at 140 is stupid, but I drive a BMW, and it goes that fast without too much effort. My driving style now is modified. Montana had a period of no speed limits - missed by me and gone forever. $70 cash for the ticket and I lose my "Safe Driver" status next year on my car insurance. Who cares?
Outside of Bismarck, I race to beat a killer thunderstorm to my hotel, and I roll into town and it's 80 F (the entire trip was 40's and 50's). Big T-storms are rolling through as I try to get some sleep. I guess I'm back in America. Busan is a fading memory. May 20, 2007 Day One - Everett, WA to Bozeman, MT
It was snowing when I left Everett (well very light flurries anyway). Cloudy the entire trip - which means horrible photos. 700 miles anyway, and I'm in Bozeman, Montana. Given I was delayed for four days because of the car problems, I'm uncertain if I want to go through Yellowstone with more clouds and rain in the forecast. Clouds and rain do render interesting photos now and then, and when will I ever be at Yellowstone again? May 16, 2007 Pusan to Piney Point via Yellowstone Park?
Public domain photo of Soda Butte, Yellowstone National Park
They changed the airport bus route, to my dismay, as it previously stopped right by the Marriott's back door. No more - it was a ten minute walk with four bags through Nagoya Station to the hotel. When you are traveling with that much luggage, even the express train (which I took back to the airport) is a pain in the ass. The old bus route was easier than a cab.
My last shot of the mystical Oryuk Islets and the massive high rise project that is burying a small village. | ||||||||
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