Day 2: Ride Day, Boulder to Kodachrome

Today I was content to ride and contemplate the grandeur beauty of southern Utah. It was a hot ride, 100 degrees at the end, but the heat here was not as unprecedented as many others locations. From weather.gov:

RECORD EVENT REPORT
NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE SALT LAKE CITY UT
1151 PM MDT WED SEP 7 2022

...RECORD HIGH MAXIMUM TEMPERATURE FOR SEPTEMBER 7TH...

STATION               NEW RECORD    OLD RECORD  YEAR

ALTA                      83            79      1983
ALTAMONT                  89            87      2013
BRIGHAM CITY              99            94      1977
CEDAR CITY                96            95      1955
CITY CK WATER PL          97            89      2021
DESERET                  102            98      1977
ESCALANTE                 98            94      1955
ESKDALE                  100            96      2020
LAKETOWN                  90            89      1979
MANTI                     98            96      1895
MTN DELL DAM              98            93      1959
NEOLA                     93            90      1977
PROVO BYU                102            94      2020
SALT LAKE CITY           107            99      1979
SCIPIO                   101            96      1932
SLC DOWNTOWN             102            90      2014
SPANISH FORK             101            98      1966
TOOELE                   102            94      1977

Woah, did Salt Lake City reach it’s all time high of 107 degrees, again (once already this summer, also last summer)?

Tomorrow I’ll be in Panguitch, and I look forward to dialog, discussion and feedback.

Pete’s thoughts are here too!

We are at the end of the second day. I am bouncing between a feeling of utter doom and the energy of action, of doing something. The doom stems from the reality of our climate catastrophe brought to life through blunt conversation, Kodachrome vivid, all the world melting away. And tonight we are camped in Kodachrome State Park. Peaceful, beautiful, friends and great food, many laughs. A respite, repose and refueling.
I suspect this is the curse and blessing of climate activism – facing the issue. In that, is fear and also remedy. One hopes to the problem itself but certainly to the sense of doom. They say on a boat, when there is a fire, there is nowhere to run. You have to turn and face the flames. It is your only hope, your own action, advancing toward the heat and smoke in spite of the instinct to flee is all you have. And far out to sea, this is how ships are saved. The only way they are ever saved. By turning toward the flames.

Pete Vordenberg

One response

  1. The scenery alone, but also anticipation for your next conversation would help keep you going through the heat of the day!

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