Arizona Treks

All through this trip it has been a whirlwind of activity and busy.  It is almost time to leave the coast and that saddens me.  I truly love the coast and wish we could live on a coast like this would be wonderful.  But alas, that is not in the cards so we will return to the desert in just a few days.

But as always happens, I have been observing things around and letting impressions, ideas, and opinions form freely.  My parent's generation were children of The Great Depression and fought WWII.  I also think of them associated with backyard grilling, motorhomes (lest we forget the Winebago), and the Airstream travel trailer.  Family vacations where the whole family was crowded into a car for 2 weeks traveling around seeing the country were common.  But my generation, the boomers, were the Vietnam generation, hippies, protestors. 

The depression generation is passing, boomers are aging and holding fast to some things.  The music you hear in public places, in movies, on television is music from the younger kids, not the boomers music any more.  You see the boomers everywhere.  They are so prevalent here and the fact that a generation is getting older is so evident.  It has been like a blast of cold water in the face throughout this trip, more-so than any other thing.  I feel a need to somehow document what I see here just am unsure of how and even if I will do this but the generation that so changed our culture should not be allowed to slip quietly into the annuls of history leaving only our music and protests behind.

In the Fort Bragg area there seems to be quite a few modern day hippies.  That was part of the trigger, as well as the crowds in San Francisco.