Comments on: Commuting to Colorado http://www.farrfeed.com/2008/10/22/commuting-to-colorado/ John Hamilton Farr's Living Planet Mystery Tales from Taos, New Mexico Sat, 11 Feb 2012 03:57:33 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: j. http://www.farrfeed.com/2008/10/22/commuting-to-colorado/comment-page-1/#comment-843 j. Sun, 02 Nov 2008 19:45:25 +0000 http://jhfarr.com/farrfeed/?p=1082#comment-843 absolutely!! absolutely!!

]]> By: John H. Farr http://www.farrfeed.com/2008/10/22/commuting-to-colorado/comment-page-1/#comment-840 John H. Farr Sat, 01 Nov 2008 05:39:25 +0000 http://jhfarr.com/farrfeed/?p=1082#comment-840 Yo, J.! Would you like to see more San Antonio Mountain pix? :-) Yo, J.!

Would you like to see more San Antonio Mountain pix? :-)

]]> By: j. http://www.farrfeed.com/2008/10/22/commuting-to-colorado/comment-page-1/#comment-841 j. Sun, 26 Oct 2008 19:25:51 +0000 http://jhfarr.com/farrfeed/?p=1082#comment-841 I drove 285 with a friend two summers ago on our way back to Phoenix from Denver. We drove past San Antonio Mountain an hour or two before sundown, and I was awestruck. At that moment, it seemed to embody all that I had experienced in my years traveling this vast continent. I have been haunted by that mountain ever since, almost to the point of obsession. I am using it as the cover to an album I have been recording, and fantasize about climbing it and camping on it. It is a singular, indescribable metaphor, a Platonic truth rising from the ashes of itself, constantly in the background. The friend I was with doesn't really understand this obsession, and to be honest, neither do I. I think he finds it almost comical. All I know is that it calls out to me. I drove 285 with a friend two summers ago on our way back to Phoenix from Denver. We drove past San Antonio Mountain an hour or two before sundown, and I was awestruck. At that moment, it seemed to embody all that I had experienced in my years traveling this vast continent. I have been haunted by that mountain ever since, almost to the point of obsession. I am using it as the cover to an album I have been recording, and fantasize about climbing it and camping on it. It is a singular, indescribable metaphor, a Platonic truth rising from the ashes of itself, constantly in the background.
The friend I was with doesn’t really understand this obsession, and to be honest, neither do I. I think he finds it almost comical. All I know is that it calls out to me.

]]> By: GravelPit http://www.farrfeed.com/2008/10/22/commuting-to-colorado/comment-page-1/#comment-842 GravelPit Thu, 23 Oct 2008 16:00:22 +0000 http://jhfarr.com/farrfeed/?p=1082#comment-842 That IS a great drive, 'no'? But beware; I was stopped by an unmarked Colorado State Trooper doing 110 mph. I think he just wanted the chase tho'. When I did finally pull over, he was smiling from ear-to-ear and shaking his head. "There's a town ahead. Just slow down before you get there." Yessir! Nothing like the Storm Trooper Massholes back here. That IS a great drive, ‘no’? But beware; I was stopped by an unmarked Colorado State Trooper doing 110 mph. I think he just wanted the chase tho’. When I did finally pull over, he was smiling from ear-to-ear and shaking his head. “There’s a town ahead. Just slow down before you get there.” Yessir!
Nothing like the Storm Trooper Massholes back here.

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