On Mexican Time: Finally we're on our way!

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Finally we're on our way!

Thanks Art, Shirley & Dave. The rv spots were great and it was fun golfing and drinking with you... take care..

Left Wenatchee at 7:00 am 10/15 , plan to stop at the VA in Yakima for a physical, then on to (as far south as we can get)..Started in Ellensburg with a full tank so we'll see how far we get..tail pipe broke pulling the Pendelton grade (no place to pull out & fix) so I continued up the hill to the reststop.. Unfortunatly we encountered quite a bit of exhaust inside the motorhome, opened windows and let it air out, made the repairs in a torrential downpour (naturally) and continued on our way. Pulled off the highway in the dark near Lime. Started out the next day 10/16 at 5:00 am and took on fuel 54.78 gal @ $3.28 p/gal ($179.61) at Boise. Hate to bore you with the details but this blog is for my own refernce also. 12 noon left Boise and made it to Brigham City, Utah, Golden Spike RV Park $32 p/nt. (too much but too tired to look around). Left the next morning at 8:00 am for St George. Stopped in Nehpi for fuel 45.79 gal @3.28 p/gal ($149.68). Left nephi at 11:00 am and made St George by 6:30. Found the Temple View RV Resort, 975 S Main and stayed in the overflow lot the first night as they were full. National Seniors horseshoe tornament. I promise...no more cost analysis... just wanted to get a handle on travel expenses 1 time. So from Wenatchee to St George the fuel was about $500 and we had a $32 overnight stay. Much better than I expected.. Now we're ready to have some fun..

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Chief Seattle

CHIEF SEATTLE'S LETTER

"The President in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land. But how can you buy or sell the sky? the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not ownthe freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them?

Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every meadow, every humming insect.

All are holy in the memory and experience of my people.

We know the sap which courses through the trees as we know the blood that courses through our veins. We are part of the earth and it is part of us. The perfumedflowers are our sisters. The bear, the deer, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the dew in the meadow, the body heat of the pony, and man all belong to the same family.

The shining water that moves in the streams and rivers is not just water, but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you our land, you must remember that it is sacred.

Each glossy reflection in the clear waters of the lakes tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water's murmur is the voice of my father's father.

The rivers are our brothers. They quench our thirst. They carry our canoes and feed our children. So you must give the rivers the kindness that you would give anybrother.

If we sell you our land, remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit with all the life that it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also received his last sigh. The wind also gives our children the spirit of life. So if we sell our land, you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where man can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow flowers.

Will you teach your children what we have taught our children? That the earth is our mother? What befalls the earth befalls all the sons of the earth.

This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.

One thing we know: our God is also your God. The earth is precious to him and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator.

Your destiny is a mystery to us. What will happen when the buffalo are all slaughtered? The wild horses tamed? What will happen when the secret corners of the forest are heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills is blotted with talking wires? Where will the thicket be? Gone! Where will the eagle be? Gone! And what is to say goodbye to the swift pony and then hunt? The end of living and the beginning of survival.

When the last red man has vanished with this wilderness, and his memory is only the shadow of a cloud moving across the prairie, will these shores and forests still be here? Will there be any of the spirit of my people left?

We love this earth as a newborn loves its mother's heartbeat. So, if we sell you our land, love it as we have loved it. Care for it, as we have cared for it. Hold in your mind the memory of the land as it is when you receive it. Preserve the land for all children, and love it, as God loves us.

As we are part of the land, you too are part of the land. This earth is precious to us. It is also precious to you.

One thing we know - there is only one God. No man, be he Red man or White man, can be apart. We ARE all brothers after all."

may not be historically accurate but why ruin a good story with the facts... :)