Come Back, Lime Sherbet Green

The title of this post is in honor of my beautiful wife. And, sorry, only she'll get the reference. Moving on. . .

There are some things I don't understand. And, sometimes it's good to just get them off my chest after they've been sitting there a while. So, here goes:

The other day, the marquee on a local Burger King was advertising "free peppers on any sandwich." Now, I'm in marketing but I just don't get this. Hot peppers? Green peppers? Red peppers? And, is that really something I want on a Whopper? Is it enough to make me pull in just for that? I don't think so.

There's a sign near one of the busiest intersections in our town that says "Church entrance, 73 feet." I'm not kidding and someday I'll post a picture to prove it. I pass this often and have many times noticed that by the time I've processed the wording on the sign, I've already sped by the entrance. What's the point? Only God knows apparently.

Must we install the sewer covers (notice the politically-correct reference to manhole covers) always in the exact spot that my wheels are regularly traveling on the damn street? Honestly. Is there a highway engineer somewhere who supervises road installation and says "Yup, that's where the wheels will be, make sure you put 'em there." Aaargh!

I'm feeling much better now.

It's Been Calling. We're Answering.

The Grand Canyon's Bright Angel Trail

There's not much I can say about the Grand Canyon that's not already been said or written. If you've been there, you'll understand the impact it can have on you. If you've not, you've got to get your ass there to know what I'm talking about.

My wife and I have been there twice; the first time was a day trip in 2000, when we spent about four hours along the South Rim in January. It was an awe-inspiring experience as a first time visitor and we immediately knew we were going to return. Once you've stood on the rim, the only logical next step is to go down into the canyon itself. . .

Which we did in 2002, on a 9-hour climb with my sister and her husband. It was a 12-mile round trip down the Bright Angel Trail to Plateau Point and back, involving more than 8,000 vertical feet in total elevation change. Never have I been so invigorated and so in awe of the Earth than I was on that day. And, never have I been more exhausted than I was at the end of the hike. It was truly life changing.

Since that last visit, it's been calling to us. More so lately, for some reason. So my wife and I will be returning in March to venture down into one of nature's most awesome achievements.

More on our plan as it develops. . .