A professional interest of mine. Just so y’all know, I’m a member of the “3%”.
EIKE-17 Climate Conference (Germany, June 2026)
We’ve been getting scammed (and indoctrinated) since at least the first “Earth Day” in 1970.

A professional interest of mine. Just so y’all know, I’m a member of the “3%”.
EIKE-17 Climate Conference (Germany, June 2026)
We’ve been getting scammed (and indoctrinated) since at least the first “Earth Day” in 1970.

Submitted by illinoisbeekeeper; commentary by yours truly.


I-80W MM159 10-09-2014 mid afternoon as I recall
Bricks in the concrete walkway are exactly when the wagons’ tracks were. The wagon wheel rims in the background of the info tablet are positioned on the original trail.
The Great Platte River Road
This is the Platte River Valley, America’s great road west. It provided a natural pathway for westbound expansion across the continent during the nineteenth century. Here passed the Oregon Trail, following the South Platte River along much the same route as the highway over which you now travel. Beginning in 1841, nearly 250,000 travelers crossed the plains to Oregon and California over this important overland route. Here at O’Fallon’s Bluffs, the wagon trains faced one of the most difficult and dangerous spots on the trail. The Platte River cut directly across the bluff, making it necessary to travel the narrow pathway over O’Fallon’s Bluffs. Deep sand caught the wagon wheels, and Indian attacks were always a danger. A few feet southeast of this point, cuts made by the thousands of wagon wheels still remain. Although first traveled primarily by immigrants, the trail was later used by the Pony Express and became an important freight and military route. With the completion of the transcontinental railroad across Nebraska in 1867, travel on the trail declined. Although the danger and hardships faced by earlier travelers no longer exist, the Grate Platte River Valley route remains an important modern thoroughfare across Nebraska and across the nation.

From Wiki:
O’Fallons Bluff is a section of bluffs about 20 mi long that run along the south side of the Platte River near Sutherland in Lincoln County, Nebraska. The Oregon and California trails ran up and over these bluffs. They were characterized by American pioneers heading west to Oregon and California as sparse in vegetation with a number of violent incidents involving Native Americans. In the early 1860s, a Pony Express station was located about 5 mi west of where the wagon trails went up the bluff. During construction of Interstate 80, the steep part of the bluffs were cut away but wagon ruts remained, which are marked by iron hoops signifying wagon wheels.
Also the route of the Overland Stage lines. The Mormon Trail followed the north shore (as does much of modern US30), the Oregon/California Trail followed the south (as does much of modern I-80 through Nebraska) … but not as a hard and fast rule. The trail split at what is now North Platte where the river split; the South Platte leads to what is now Denver but the trail headed north into Wyoming near Greeley, CO. There’s been enough settlement that with some exceptions, much of the trails are now under pavement or plowed fields.
The N. Platte route headed to Ft Laramie then west to roughly Casper, WY and over across the Divide at South Pass, WY. The two trails joined again at Granger, WY or Ft Bridger, then split again; the Oregon Trail heading north roughly along US189 to Ft Hall (where another split occurred) and along the Snake River to Oregon or the California Trail south through Echo Canyon, Salt Lake, and on to the Humboldt River across Nevada to California.
There are many variations to the routes taken at the time as explorers and scam artists attempted to find easier passage.
One of my soapbox topics … 🙂
So I dig into maps … Giggle is good for something, just not all things.



I was born with itchy feet and an urge to drive. I took my first “road trip” the day I got my license just shy of 17. Not the first time I got in trouble …
Listing the states in which I’ve been a resident, or at least the ones I recall and more or less in order: Michigan, Nebraska, Florida, Utah, Nevada, Arizona, California, Washington, Colorado, New Mexico, Montana, Virginia, Maryland, and finally Idaho. (I think I missed one …)
Maybe I could count Kansas and Wyoming for the number of times I’ve been stranded … 🙂
Least favorite: Florida to where I’ll never return voluntarily, and (eastern) Maryland which can be blown off the map as far as I’m concerned. Take DC with it. (I lived just outside the beltway … by about ¼ mile – close enough to hear the traffic)
TDY’d in several others and passed through most every other except New England and Hawaii.
No desire to go to either; YMMV.
My favorite? Idaho of course … and my favorite location in Idaho was Boise County (not the city, but like the city, named after the Boise Basin Mining District of the 1860s. Boise city is in Ada County)
And one of the things I like about Boise County?
This type of official notification … released by the Boise County Sheriff.
Centerville is in the heart of the mining district.
The county also has wolves, moose, and great big kitty-cats wandering around – but the bears (not Griz) are a problem this year; dry winter and summer, not much food.

I don’t live there anymore; life circumstances. But it’s close enough to visit friends … and I can see the BC hills to the east.
It feels like the itch has finally been scratched for good. Perhaps. Took near-on 60 years.
From DiveMedic re Big Country ex-Pat
“On Tuesday, Big Country asked that his blog be closed. He was the first to share the server that this blog is on. The reasons were shared on his blog, and if you were a reader of his, you know why. I was planning on leaving his stuff up and online, but he requested that I nuke his blog today.“
“As for me, that is why I attempt to remain anonymous. I don’t need someone trying to come after me IRL.“
“Let’s just say that he was doxxed, and someone used the information to attack him and leave it at that.“
So I remain “DT”.

Fair weather ahead …
published by Jean Apr 4, 2010

Y’all may remember Neo as one of Gerard’s close friends. Neo also OK’d the formation of this web site to carry on with Gerard’s followers. Neo’s ex is doing poorly and as Neo states: “It’s more of a vigil now.“
Drop on over to her site, The New Neo, and read her story; comment as you wish. She was the foundation of this site and is headed for some rough times ahead.
Author: Jean; Intro: DT
Jean’s husband committed suicide almost 30 years ago. Ten years later, in response, she wrote of her experience in a 6-part series on her blog site, Pondering. She suggested it might be appropriate to re-post here.
This is a subject intensely personal but Jean was willing to share her experience that others in the same situation might gain some degree of peace.
“I think there’s value in knowing what people will do to others and often, eventually, to themselves. What they end up doing to themselves is also doing to others. The others are the ones who have to live with what happened and deal with it for the rest of their lives. The others have to choose how much guilt they will allow themselves to live with and for how long. It is often a long process.
Guilt is often not deserved or necessary. Even forgiveness isn’t always necessary because the others probably did nothing to cause the suicide. The others still have a life to live…for themselves. The best they can do is to live their life outside the shadow of what happened. Live in light.“
The subject is disturbing to some so the (very long) article is not directly posted. If you wish to read the article, you can access it here.
A sample of some obscure – and maybe not obscure – tunes from my strange and off-the-wall collection.
Today’s selection: Bob Seger System – “Train Man” 1969

The album was originally named “Tales of Lucy Blue” and when I was not a kid but not yet an adult (I expect to become an adult any year now), the band would spend time in my home town – “Peppy”, the drummer, lived in a farmhouse not far from where I lived. I met Seger then, but not much more than that – I was several years younger but pretending I was kind-of in the music business (light shows and bass guitar). The band’s equipment truck was painted with the art of the album cover. Which came first, the album art or truck art is unknown … by me. But it was before the national release of the LP.

The album was released in 1968 locally; someone caught the cut “Ramblin’, Gamblin’ Man” and the nation became aware of the Bob Seger System (Glenn Frey was 19 when he performed on this album as his first studio appearance). This was Bob Seger’s first national hit (his first local hit was “East Side Story”. The better known “Silver Bullet Band” didn’t form until 1973.
This album remains one of my favorite Seger albums; this is one of the lesser known cuts (“2+2=?” and “Ramblin Gamblin Man” are much better known). Likely more of very early Seger to come.
originally posted by Jean Oct 9, 2011

it’s been days and days.
many
many
more than one day.
so many days that
memory did forget
any other days that
were not as this day.
gray
dull
listless, lifeless,
soundless swirl.
blending endlessly
each day
into
every day.
some day
begins.
no day
ends.