Road Trip, Day Six

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[Well, our home away from home for a while.  Let’s go see it!  This is downtown St. George, Utah.  The last time I went through here it was a small town that just happened to be about halfway between Las Vegas and Utah’s national parks.  The population in 1980 was 11,000; now it’s 77,000.  Can you remember another city on this road trip that went through similar explosive growth over the same time period?  If you said Loveland, Colorado, you win a cookie!  I think I kinda prefer Alex’s 2 per cent per year growth rate.  😉   Oh, the “D” on the background cliff is for Dixie State University, but that’s another story.]

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[Our hosts and the Super provide perspective . . . and occasionally comic relief.]

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[The city is awash in street side sculpture . . . kinda like Bemidji.]

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[(Speaking of comic relief.)]

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[Book Peddler!]

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[I wanna go back to Dixie, take me back to dear old Dixie . . . ]

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[Always remember as you limp, stumble, or hopscotch through life . . . CHERISH YOUR LUNATIC FRINGE.]

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[Speaking of lunatic fringes, it appears thoughts of the ole feed bag are at hand.]

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[Hmmmm, what should I get here when we come back for dinner?]

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[Hmmmm, who gets to stand next to the horse’s hind parts?]

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[Hmmmm, who gets to stand next to the firetruck’s hind parts?]

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[Is that an Aldi’s bag?]

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[OK, let’s eat!]

And now for the Fat Boys:

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[‘Twas a beautiful evening!  Made even more so by two bottles of crisp and citrusy Nobilo Sauvignon Blanc, much to the enjoyment of the interested parties!]

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[The restaurant specialty, as well as the special of the day, was beet salad.  Of the four of us, only Jeanne and I were beet eaters.  I ordered it.  Gorgeous, and delicious!]

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[As I recall, Jeanne ordered the spinach salad.  That’s Ken’s bacon wrapped duck on the right.]

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[The Super’s bacon wrapped tenderloin.  We all also got an order of bacon wrapped almond stuffed dates.  In fact, when I ordered, I said I wanted the bacon wrapped beet salad and the bacon wrapped crab  cakes, much to our server’s chagrin!]

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[And here are my crab cakes, sans bacon wrap.]

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[Jeanne liked the water, too!  😉  So, if you’re ever in St. George, we can all heartily recommend the Painted Pony!  It appears St. George is becoming a less crowded snowbird alternative to Florida, Arizona, and the California desert.]

A man’s got to do what a man’s got to do.  A woman must do what he can’t.  ~  Rhonda Hansome

Up next:  Day Seven.

About tomobert63

The Journey Begins Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described: 10-26-07-4 “It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits. ~ The Editor, May 9, 2014 p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State. *********************************************************************************** Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin! **********************************************************************************
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2 Responses to Road Trip, Day Six

  1. jamig4 says:

    What the heck was under the beets? Looks like a gelatin sandwich…

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