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Sunday, March 15, 2009

Back In Logan, No Adventures

I am back in Logan, doing bicycle repair and sales. Just your ordinary businessman, ready to explode with a rant for the Logan Herald Journal about how stupid it is that bicycles are allowed on sidewalks. There should be a law!

I have no adventures planned for today. There is a red (or yellow) air alert, Unhealthy For Sensitive Groups, for today and tomorrow. It always seems to work out that way, bad air on my days to ride, Sunday, Monday, and Wednesday. It makes me wonder why we even came back to Logan.

We could see the brown layers forming nearly 80 miles south of Salt Lake City as we drove north from southern Utah. As the Wasatch Range came into view, only the mountain tops were visible, white against the blue sky. Below that, the snow looked brown. Below that, the bottom of the mountains were completely invisible.

Mt. Timpanogos
Floating on the dirty air
The Sleeping Maiden

On our drive north, almost everything between Bryce and Torrey was "closed for the season", except for this place. The food and coffee were really great. The owner, Scott Radius (I assume he is the owner) was a long-haired independent who makes, boils, and bakes his own bagels and serves them with huge chunks of real smoked salmon with locally roasted organic coffee. Fabulous and cheap. I told him to raise his prices. Patty found a book of poetry he had published, hiding in a corner. What an alter-ego, he is not just a small business-man in a tourist town. He is a poet and an artist. His poetry is filled with nature, sex-magik, drugs, golden eagles (obviously his animal spirit guide), bicycles, mountains, anger, more sex, and unique political expression. It's profane and eye opening. And I thought I was different and angry. If you are mainstream, Mormon, normal, or easily offended, do not read his poetry. Or, perhaps you should. Here is a link to his work.

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