Monday, June 30, 2014
|Junipero @ Juniper: Distilled in the USA|
There are many hangouts from which to choose along the 9th Street pedestrian precinct and environs.
Juniper is my favorite.
So is Junipero gin.
|An inspirational zone for new ideas|
(or to percolate existing ones)
Sunday, June 29, 2014
Saturday, June 28, 2014
Butte is beat. Battered, baked and butt-kicked.
Either Anaconda's copper ran out or the townsfolk got ripped off by the copper barons.
They could learn a thing or two from the people of Jerome, Arizona. Like, how to revive an old copper mining town. Maybe with ghosts, maybe something else. Build a myth, they will come.
Currently, Butte is symptomatic of everything that's wrong with America, and humanity in general, which, in this city, seems like a tumor bent on killing Mother Nature.
Couldn't, wouldn't stay in Butte. Had to roll 20 miles west to the Fairmont Resort...
Engine trouble on Highway 20.
Enter our hero at Elk Creek Station in Island Park.
He quickly identifies an oil leak.
Our hero wheels himself beneath the CoW and identifies why: Graham Chevrolet neglected to tighten the oil filter whilst conducting their recent first service.
The vibrations of over 800 miles in two days at speeds often challenging the posted limits loosened it further.
It might have been catastrophic.
"It's your lucky day," says our hero.
He finds a tool, re-wheels himself under CoW, and tightens the filter.
He concludes the operation by pouring two quarts of oil into the engine.
Engine trouble resolved without hoopla, much time, much money.
Here is Elk Creek Station's creed...