Chain… Chain


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Chain … Chain

So the story didn’t end with a bright new morning but instead more snow and a requirement to buy $120 set of chains… you know the cable kind that costs $80 if they are not the last set and you are not at the bottom of a hill in the only store that sell them and the police won’t let you go until they are in place.  With Liam’s help, well actually I took the photo while Liam put the chains on but before we moved back onto the road, the chains pulled apart and it took an hour to jury-rig them together…. Curse you NAPA!

But soon we were burning up the road at speeds of 25 to 30 kilometers an hour.  Hours of driving over roads that have more snow on the way to the ski hill in summer, we were finally allowed to take the chains off and begin rolling again.  Please don’t comment on the crack showing in the windshield, it is as much a sore spot as the cost of the chains.  In the middle of nowhere we stopped for a bearded man called Cody Kodiac who had been working and camping in the bush and was headed home for Christmas in Portland.  Cody and Liam set about solving most of the major world problems as only a couple of young men in their twenties can do and they were most enjoyable.

A full day later we pulled into “the Biggest Little City in the world”  Reno, Nevada.  After quickly enjoying the $5.99 Prime Rib dinner we were back on the road.  It had now been four days since our last shower so an hour east we pulled into a Pilot truck stop and hit the showers and they never felt better.  I was so refreshed we decided to log another couple hours and didn’t quit until just after midnight where we finally called it a night.

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The next morning we were in the desert and heading for Vegas when Liam asked about all the neat names for some of the ranches.  Shady Lady Ranch, The Chicken Ranch, The Mustang Ranch, the Playmate Ranch and finally just out of Beatty, Nevada the Brothel Angel’s Ladies Ranch.  Beatty is the entrance to the Death Valley National Park as well as home to Perk Rangers Coffee Shop were we stopped for a break while avoiding Liam’s earlier question.

The coffee shop is owned by a perky (pun intended) young lady, named Starla, who started it to fun here way through college as a nurse.  When the topic of the brothels came up she claimed to be a good Christian girl who did not agree with the business model then went on to do something I find, very unchristian.

Gandhi said, “I don’t like Christians because they are so unlike their leader.”  I always find most Christians to be very judgmental when it comes to other people, yet this young Christian Lady went on to say that some people feel that her coffee is a drug and shouldn’t be sold.  She said; others think booze is a drug that shouldn’t be sold so who is she to say sex should not be sold.  She said she knew the ladies that ran two of the brothels and they were good Mom’s who were working at an undesirable job to provide for their children.  She said she was criticized for taking some baking out to one of the ladies and she just didn’t understand it.

We told her we had never been in a brothel and were wondering what they were like.  She insisted we should go back to the Angel Ladies Brothel and ask for a tour.  She said the lady would be happy to do so, however we chickened out.  If you are ever in the neighbourhood however take the tour or at least stop at the Perk Rangers Coffee Shop for a great coffee and some enlightening conversation.

So the story didn’t end with a bright new morning but instead more snow and a requirement to buy $120 set of chains… you know the cable kind that costs $80 if they are not the last set and you are not at the bottom of a hill in the only store that sell them and the police won’t let you go until they are in place.  With Liam’s help, well actually I took the photo while Liam put the chains on but before we moved back onto the road, the chains pulled apart and it took an hour to jury-rig them together…. Curse you NAPA!

But soon we were burning up the road at speeds of 25 to 30 kilometres an hour.  Hours of driving over roads that have more snow on the way to the ski hill in summer, we were finally allowed to take the chains off and begin rolling again.  Please don’t comment on the crack showing in the windshield, it is as much a sore spot as the cost of the chains.  In the middle of nowhere we stopped for a bearded man called Cody Kodiac who had been working and camping in the bush and was headed home for Christmas in Portland.  Cody and Liam set about solving most of the major world problems as only a couple of young men in their twenties can do and they were most enjoyable.

A full day later we pulled into “the Biggest Little City in the world”  Reno, Nevada.  After quickly enjoying the $5.99 Prime Rib dinner we were back on the road.  It had now been four days since our last shower so an hour east we pulled into a Pilot truck stop and hit the showers and they never felt better.  I was so refreshed we decided to log another couple hours and didn’t quit until just after midnight where we finally called it a night.

The next morning we were in the desert and heading for Vegas when Liam asked about all the neat names for some of the ranches.  Shady Lady Ranch, The Chicken Ranch, The Mustang Ranch, the Playmate Ranch and finally just out of Beatty, Nevada the Brothel Angel’s Ladies Ranch.  Beatty is the entrance to the Death Valley National Park as well as home to Perk Rangers Coffee Shop were we stopped for a break while avoiding Liam’s earlier question.

The coffee shop is owned by a perky (pun intended) young lady named Starla, who started it to fun here way through college as a nurse.  When the topic of the brothels came up she claimed to be a good Christian girl who did not agree with the business model then went on to do something I find, very unchristian.

As I had learned from Gandhi, who said, “I don’t like Christians because they are so unlike their leader.”  I always find most Christians to be very judgmental when it comes to other people, yet this young Christian Lady went on to say that some people feel that her coffee is a drug and shouldn’t be sold.  She said; others think booze is a drug that shouldn’t be sold so who is she to say sex should not be sold?  She said she knew the ladies that ran two of the brothels and they were good Mom’s who were working at an undesirable job to provide for their children.  She said she was criticized for taking some baking out to one of the ladies and she just didn’t understand it. She seemed to liken her faith to John   which said that Jesus said, “Let those without sin cast the first stone.”  I always liked that story and was sad to hear it was not added to the bible until the eleventh century so it was probably never said by Jesus but attributed to him by a unknown author because it was a good story and it did summarize his teachings.

We told the young lady we had never been in a brothel and were wondering what they were like.  She insisted we should go back to the Angel Ladies Brothel and ask for a tour.  She said the lady would be happy to do so, however we chickened out.  However if you are ever in the neighbourhood take the tour or at least stop at the Perk Rangers Coffee Shop for a great coffee and some enlightening conversation.

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