Monday, October 21, 2019

Road Trip Pt. 4--My Home Town

Can't go back to Illinois without visiting my home town of Roanoke.  I noticed that the population is up to 2000 from the 1500 of my youth.  Bustling!

What was really odd was distances...  we literally walked miles to school in the snow uphill both ways!  But I drove right past stuff this time...  Everything was now so close!  Drove right past my old house where I grew up...

Of course, it's really almost unrecognizable...  the whole left side was a small garage, now it's a major addition.

And the Pinky Winky (yep!) is now reduced to rubble...

I did drive out in the country (all corn!) to visit a couple cousins.  Not many relatives left, so I'm appreciative of whatever family I can maintain contact with.  Cousin Bob, now in his 90's is still on his farm, still driving back and forth to Texas a couple times a year.  Marge and Brent have a fantastic farm, huge acreage, plus turkeys and now pigs...  What an operation!  Plus they are now experimenting with some organic farming. It's great to get first hand info on farming in America these days, and I miss my 40 acres...

John and I had lunch at a small cafe in Roanoke (used to be the Texaco station!).  Met another woman there who turned out to be another cousin!  She and her sister, now living in Utah, are hopefully coming to SLC this fall.  Can't wait...  I've always been family shy, so any links are so appreciated.  Looks like it's time to update the family tree.

Thursday, October 17, 2019

Road Trip Pt. 3--Fun & Games

I hit Peoria about mid-day and crossed the Illinois River into Morton, a sleepy little satellite to Peoria.  I remembered I "went steady" with a girl from Morton when I was in high school...  can't remember her name, tho...  some relationship!  Oh, and it's the pumpkin capitol of the universe (big Libby canning plant).

Anyway, CarPlay and my iPhone found my friend John's house and I was soon settled in his wonderful domicile.  And soon I meet his wonder wife Peggy.  John and I were childhood friends and have managed to keep in contact over all these decades.  So many of our high school class have passed away, and others are scattered.  I myself ran away from home after graduation, soon to fall into college life and the 60's lifestyle of sex, drugs, and rock & roll... and radical politics.  Thankfully I made it through, somehow, and hopefully, finally, gotten my shit together as a person.  Well, time wounds all heels, or something like that, and now life is good, and it's wonderful to still have some contact with my past.

John informed me there was a Caterpillar museum in Peoria, so off we went to check it out.  Cat had a big influence on me and my home town...  many fathers worked there (mine, briefly), my uncle retired from Cat, and several classmates, including John, also worked for Cat.  Every childhood visit to Peoria usually involved a drive past the extensive plant facilities. 

First up at the museum was the giant, and I mean giant (50 feet plus high) ore truck.  The bed is so big, the museum put a movie theater in the bed (showing historical movies about how Caterpillar helped change the world!).  Not sure this pic even begins to do justice to its size.

And here we are in front of the truck's tires (imagine changing a flat!):

Then I tried the bulldozer simulator...  not only did I not fill the trench with dirt, I bombed the whole simulator!  Don't let me around heavy equipment!

After visiting the Cat gift shop and buying a couple t-shirts, we went next door to the Peoria Riverfront Museum.  They had a special exhibit celebrating the 50th anniversary of the moon landing.  But what NASA never knew was that I was holding up the moon helping the astronauts find a good landing spot.

That evening, looking for some good music, John found a listing for the Galactic Cowboy Orchestra.  Well, I'd heard of this group from their applications to the Utah Arts Fest, so I was excited to actually see them in person.  So off we went to the Peoria Contemporary Art Center to hear the band.  And they were everything I hoped, mostly instrumental which I appreciate, and with the stage presentation I expected.  Sorry the pics are crappy, too much motion from the players.

And, of course I bought the t-shirt and CD...  A fun night...  sometimes fate just delivers...

Sunday, October 13, 2019

Road Trip Pt. 2--Two-Lane Blacktop

Two lane blacktop certainly defined the next part of my journey.  Leaving McCook, I headed due south on US 83 into Kansas and the junction with US 36.  (By the way, if you haven't seen the movie,  Two Lane Blacktop,  check it out...  the great existentialist American movie of all time).  Wonderful road with rolling hills through agricultural Nebraska and Kansas...  an easy stroll in the early morning light).  Thankfully I had slowed before encountering the county sheriff!

Hitting US 36, I continued across northern Kansas.  Again, a very easy drive.  And somewhat cooler (Eastern Colorado and Western Kansas had hit 95 degrees the day before).  Sure, there were some grain trucks and a few farm vehicles, but with generally light traffic, no problems with travel.  I sure enjoy two lane highways these days.   And they are all in excellent condition, well maintained for all the agricultural traffic in this part of the country.

And how else are you going to find the center of the country?

And the home of the black squirrel?

Finally, in late afternoon, after crossing into Missouri, I finally tired of two lane travel, hit the Interstate north to Des Moines and a Holiday Inn, and planned a direct stint to Illinois to end this part  of the journey.  Again, stay tuned for Illinois adventures.

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Road Trip Pt. 1--Taking Off

With a new car and a 5 year gap since visiting my home town, I decided a road trip was in order.  I planned to travel 2-lane highways (actually less stressful than Interstates these days), explore a couple National Parks, and in general, take my time. 

I left on a Sunday to avoid traffic, which gave me plenty of time to explore some parts of Dinosaur National Park that I'd never seen.  Here's a couple shots, including a view into Echo Park, where the Green and Yampa Rivers converge.

I'd seen the fossil quarry on previous trips, also camped at Echo Park once, but had never driven the road to the overviews.

Then it was onward to Steamboat Springs, a favorite ski town I've enjoyed many times over the years.  Of course, it's gotten developed all to hell like most ski destinations, but it still has its charm.  Also, Steamboat hosts maybe my favorite Mexican restaurant...  unique and well prepared Mexican delicacies.

Note my Steamboat Springs classic sports car races t-shirt (from the 90's).  No one in town noticed either...  Condos killed the classics...

The next morning found me back on US 40, a quite, wonderful ride over Rabbit Ears Pass and into some beautiful ranch country.  Hitting Granby, I took US 34 into Rocky Mt. National Park.  But there was a delay...  for an elk crossing!

As the road climbed to the summit, I crossed the continental divide.

Eventually I reached the summit of the park, where a long, steep path led to an overlook.  I was proud of myself able to make the climb up to the top at 12000 feet in one haul.  Still in some sort of good shape at my age.  A few pics from this site.

Coming out of the park, I followed US 34 down a long, steep canyon formed by the Big Thompson river.  The drive was slow and tedious, with a fair amount of traffic, which limited my scenic appreciation, until I finally reached Loveland.  Then it was into Eastern Colorado...  flat, hot, dry, stinky (lots of giant feedlots), until I got to McCook Nebraska.  I wanted to drop down to US 36 into Northern Kansas, but the little towns did not seem to offer much in the way of lodging.  In McCook, a reasonably sized cow town, I found an amazing, new, modern Holiday Inn Express.  This was one of the most beautifully appointed hotels I've ever stayed in (mine wasn't the only opinion about the design), quite the surprise in such a modest sized location.

Next up, Kansas....  stay tuned...

Friday, September 27, 2019

Studio 13

Recently I was contacted by Mary at Salt Lake Magazine for a possible article about my live jazz recordings (and general views on the jazz scene in SLC).  We did an interview, which may get published in a future issue (check out the mag or web site in the next couple months).  As part of the process, Adam of AJF Photo came over to get a few shots of me in my studio.  Below are some lower rez versions of those photos. (Me, Monk, and Godzilla...  the Holy Trinity!)

Thanks to Mary and Adam to allow me to express my views and for the photos. (Wow, I'm a good looking guy!)

Friday, September 6, 2019

Dynaco Restored Redux

For several years now, one of my projects is the restoration of my 70's Dynaco transistor gear.  I've posted a couple pics previously, but I'm finally "done."  (Not really, keep reading).  Here's the current setup in my downstairs "bungalow."

The first piece of gear upgraded was an old Dynaco ST-120 I found used for $20.  While I got it to work, it was definitely old technology.  So in went new amp boards, a new power supply, and bigger capacitors.  Gilding the lily is an LED power meter.

Then I went to work on my old Dynaco PAT-5 preamp.  Again, the line cards and power supply were replaced with new circuits.  Recently, the phono preamp section was also replaced with a new card.  Gilding the lily once more, I added new phono jacks for the input/output connections as well as a stepped volume control.

Here's the stack of components followed by a description of all the parts.  Excuse the crude "rack", but it's what I had around and it works great (hey, we all had bookshelves of boards and bricks back in the day).

The PAT-5 (stacked with an FM-5) and ST-120 are seen in the photo.  I added a line level meter to check compressed recordings.  And on top, after God gave us creation, then Jesus, His third act was the Oppo UDP-205.  This HD Blu-ray player will play any sort of disk, accept audio streamed via Wi-Fi, and play HiRez files off a thumb drive, all at amazing quality.  Plus it cost about 1/3 as much as anything remotely equivalent.  Simply amazing piece of gear.  Also on the top shelf is a small FM antenna and an Apple Airport for streaming from iTunes via AirPlay.

On the bottom shelf is the ST-120.  It powers a pair of Wharfedale Diamond 225s, very excellent speakers for the money.  However, while listening to some reggae, my friend suggested I add a subwoofer.  Hiding in a corner of the spare bedroom serving as a table, I had my old AR-3a speakers.  I also had a Heathkit crossover from a previous stereo setup.  So I ran one output of the PAT-5 direct to the ST-120 (and the Wharfedales).  The second line output (nice of Dynaco to provide two line outputs!) I ran into the Heathkit crossover and the output from the low pass filter to a set of BK MOSFET 100 Watt modules, and then to the woofers only of the AR-3a speakers.  The MOSFET modules required mounting in a rack case and some significant wiring.  Below are some pics of this assembly.

So it's quite the audio system and, of course, sounds great.  At some point I'll replace the ST-120 heat sinks with some heavier duty units to increase the available power.  Also, I've stripped an Audio-Technica LP-120 turntable of its built-in preamp and replaced the base cartridge with an AT540 upgrade.  I'll add this to the system when I figure out how to stack everything.  Looking forward to listening to the new phono cards in the PAT-5.  One last look at the system:

I want to thank Dan at Update My Dynaco for all the mod development, great customer support, and keeping classic audio components alive and viable in the current audiophile world.  And, for all the pleasure I've had building this system.

Tuesday, August 27, 2019

Rainbows and Wildflowers

An outdoor evening in Mt. Pleasant, some sprinkles, then a double rainbow over the Manti Mountains.

Coming home, I took the Mt. Nebo loop.  At one point I stopped to walk into the forest and was surrounded by amazing wild flowers.

At home, the next morning, my wild datura bloomed outside my bedroom window.

Simple pleasures...

Wednesday, August 7, 2019

Dutch Women

I love 'em, they love me!  (Really, I think Dutch women are the most beautiful women in the world). 

Wednesday, July 31, 2019

Kids, Dogs, and Baseball

From a recent Bark in the Park, my son Willis and his two Corgis, Melon and Mango, enjoy a baseball game (and, I suppose, lots of attention).

Daughter-in-law Nisa controls the wild beasts...

And a tuckered Mango mellows with granddad...

Friday, July 12, 2019

Some Euro Oddities Pt. 2

We were fascinated by the Dutch town of Hoorne, which has a significant historical past (center of the East India Company).  While contemplating disappearing from our regular lives to live quietly in Hoorne, I did note some curious sights. 

Not sure about this restaurant...   conjures up a number of thoughts, most not pleasurable...

Our visit did coincide with Easter time, as reflected in this shop window...

The Dutch have a strange sense of humor...  I have no idea what superboy was doing on this building...

Retro fashion seems in vogue...

A provocative ice cream cone?

One way to express the historical significance of a leader...  with the good and the bad...

And finally, a couple silly girls giggling at the tourists...