Camp Verde - A Memento

Intimacy

Thrill-Rider

Li'l Yellow Flowers (LYFs)

Daniel Chamberlin

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Daniel Chamberlin
untitled (lead glance) (2020)
digital photo collage
8.5 in x 8.5 in

untitled (lead glance) (2020) is a collage of photographs of galena crystals. The work represents the tangible vibrations of terrestrial radio: Waves transmitted through Earth’s atmosphere for anyone in range to receive.

In 1894 Indian physicist Jagadish Chandra Bose was the first to use galena – a common sulfide mineral also known as lead glance – for detecting radio waves. In the 1920s this technology was adapted for crystal radios, simple unamplified receivers that played a role in the popularization of broadcast radio. 

This collage was created with photos of galena crystals taken by mineral collector Rob Lavinsky (iRocks.com) and licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported license. This work is offered under the same Creative Commons Attribution terms.

This image was created for the 2021 Indiana Public Radio calendar.

Interesting essay (in my, MFH's, esteemed opinion)

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TRANSMISSIONS

Daniel's substack profile

Crowded

No sooner had I shut off the motor at 7 pm than someone started shooting. It was hard to tell how close they were but I decided to take the hint. Besides, the highway noise was too loud.

I scouted two other places; they were all full. Turning into my last-ditch effort, it was nearing last-light as I headed down a rocky trail away from the near-highway-horde. About a mile out I came across an intrepid in the nice spot next to the juniper; we kept going.

A half-mile later we were crawling up the far side of the valley avoiding the gulley that'd formed where the road used to be. At a breather spot I switched into 4 whl low and we commenced to climb. It's true, I'm a lightweight when it comes to four-wheeling but I've had one passenger get out and walk when I KNEW we were okay. Still, I don't have the cash for a rescue or breakdown so I drive accordingly.

We came out onto the sweetest little grassy hilltop since Heidi. And it wasn't occupied.

Camomille

As we all know, camomille is supposed to calm the nerves. Unfortunately, it's never held appeal, though I sure could've used a calmative. The place was swarmimg, SWARMING I tell you, with ATVs and shootists.

The first set showed up bright and early at 8:30...a mere 200 feet away! To get revenge I got out the accordion. Thing was, it sounded pretty good. I suspect I was more surprised than they, but it worked; they soon left.

Too exhausted from the excitement of Phoebe's repairs and meeting Sherry in Benson to contend with the onslaught, I put in earplugs, took off my clothes, except for a white shirt to protect from the sun, and ambled up the hill across the way (see video. Fear not, I'm not in it.).

That held 'em off for awhile, but once back at camp I was no longer so obvious and it wasn't long before another batch showed up.

Finally, around 4 pm, with them blamming away, I managed to pack up and leave. They tell me on Tuesdays and/or Wednesdays I'd likely have it to myself.

The View From Above

Chitina or Bust

In Wager With the Wind: The Don Sheldon Story, it's told how Don took his new bride to Chitina because it embodies the beauty of Alaska.

Reading about Don inspired me to think about visiting Chitina. And now that Canada is open, my having only gotten one of the two-shot Moderna doses is no longer an impediment.

Looking ahead, I googled Chitina which led to Spirit Mountain Artworks which led to Art's jewelry site on Flickr. It's some of the most original work I've seen and as of today, April 14, 2023, has only had 837 views.

Tapping either of the images below will take you to the site.

Phoebe is now feeling better than James Brown and tomorrow, after collecting mail in Sahuarita, we can head north.

Phoebe's New Knees

Mr. Tadeo called 'em "half-shafts." I referred to 'em as CV joints. $520 including a $40 tip.

Some years ago, back when I could amble to the tops of hills, I discovered an amazing echo. Like the Lost Dutchman Mine, I've not been able to find it again, but I've kept trying.

This attempt had me closely scrutinizing the topo map to see where it might be. But standing in the road looking up, I had to acknowledge my days of ambling "uphill" are over.

It's a bit of a trek from Douglas to the National Forest and whoever owns the land is adamant about keeping people off; it's posted all along the 10 miles or so.

I camped next to a corral -- in the National Forest -- only to have the rancher appear, on his side-by-side, out of the dark. We exchanged pleasantries though it took a few seconds to assimilate his pronunciation of "water," which, when I asked, he clarified with, "a pipeline." He'd been unsuccessful at repairing a tank's plumbing and commented that the store was two hours away. After expressing my sympathy, we bid each good evening.

In the morning I noticed anothor of the odd lugnuts. Without the means to remove it and being out of range of roadside assistance, I, like the rancher, had no choice but to return to town.

Mr. Tadeo explained how these odd nuts have a cover that sometimes falls off when subjected to the torque of a pnuematic wrench. I 'splained how "I didn't do it!" in my best 8-year-old voice and as with the whole car, I got taken to the cleaners.

I found Joey's cat in an alley. I've always enjoyed alleys and went down this one to get to The Blueberry Cafe.

Trump's Wall Pt II - Naco, AZ

Notable as the location of a contingent of Buffalo Soldiers, I was amused, though I'm not sure why, by the new sign in Spanish.

The other info-boards extoll, though almost too faded to be readable, the virtue of preserving this remnant.

In recognition of the futility of

the effort of keeping 'em on their side,

the fort was eventually closed.

Brian A. Terry was a Black man. I've yet to ferret out who made the decision to name the station after him, but he was killed while President Obama was in office.

Between the two walls

Brian A. Terry

Border Patrol Station

Why Two?

Why ONE?!!!

Tough Steel