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I've always thought it bit odd that people seem to think that Seattle is a liberal haven of high class scholars and hippies, -- oh man, the stories I could tell you about low lifes in Seattle (drove cab there part time for about 15 years -- night shift usually). I would love to visit Kentucky and I dig horses -- never owned one but I'm fascinated by them. I just missed out on a job at a training stables for thoroughbred jumpers outside of Davey (sp), Florida in '73 and instead got a job milking cows down the road! No, no, I said EQUINE, not BOVINE! ![]()
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Te futueo et caballum tuum 1986 300SDL, 362K 1984 300D, 138K Last edited by cmac2012; 02-13-2008 at 06:03 PM. |
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I appreciate mountain people. they have music with natural rhythms of the hills. I just wouldn't want my sister to marry one.
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Frankfort is our state capital. Nice, kinda small place. Knoxville is just south of KY in Tenn.. Straight down I-65 from Bowling Green (home of Corvette plant). My kid goes to school in Bowling Green at Western Ky U. I'll be going down there tomorrow.
Yeah, the hills can make transportation difficult. Without good transportation, everything seems to suffer. Makes everything more expensive. Fewer companies want to locate there (except coal companies, and they sometimes make the hills go away!). Harder to get kids to school. Snowball effect. |
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Whoops, shows my ingnorance of Kentucky. You sure Knoxville's not in Kentucky?
![]() It's a tough one. I love the foothills and the mountains. Back in my card-carrying hippie days, I spent 3 months prepping for and tearing down the '92 Rainbow gathering outside of Paonia, CO at 9 to 10 thousand feet elevation on the Grand Mesa. Oh man, "what a place, what a time, what a dog." - Thoreau. About my favorite place in the world is the area around Tonasket, WA, about 90 miles N. or Wenatchee and 30 miles south of Canada. (I put a pic of that area in my sig line) The hills around there are rugged, dry, and beautiful. Around 1970, somehow a loose knit group of hippies settled there and esablished one of the few old time hippie co-ops still existing that I know of. One guy known as Skeeter got the idea for a harvest fair in October and it's become quite the institution. Quite a mix shows up for it. Along with hippies selling glass pipes and beads, you've got farmers selling bags of wheat, barley, and buckwheat grain and flour that they cultivated with work horses, good ol' boys who roll out greasy looking canvas tarps to sell and trade tools that look like WW2 era stock, and some of the healthiest kids I've seen anywhere playing on swing sets and the like made out of lodge pole pine. I'm a folksinger type guy and the song circles around the fires are about the best I've found anywhere. The food booths are a treasure and the hills/mountains call to me. Along with that are all sorts of rough hewn youth with their boom box cars who don't seem to understand that most of us would prefer the sound of live acoustic music and drums to hip-hop or heavy metal, and an unfortunate number of drunks who like to get rowdy and make rude suggestions to cute young hippie chicks. Making ends meet is tough up there, I lived there for a year, struggled, still want to retire there and maybe I will. Part of my quest in the flat lands is to find skills and methods to improve the quality of life up there. Seems to me like rugged country can bring out the best and the worst in people.
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Te futueo et caballum tuum 1986 300SDL, 362K 1984 300D, 138K Last edited by cmac2012; 02-15-2008 at 05:50 AM. |
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