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made it the 300 miles back to my house without incident yesterday. oh i forgot, on the trip eastward last week I used the notes app on my phone and the microphone to keep a bird log of all the cool birds I saw on my trip, but I forgot about it because of course, I instantly lost my wallet and that eclipsed it. But I have somewhere on my phone a bird log from my eastbound trip. yesterday’s westbound trip had little notable by way of bird life, though a great blue heron crossed the road at the Montezuma Bird Sanctuary flying pretty low, which was keen, and I saw like, a zillion turkey vultures again, including some pretty low-flying ones by that bend in the Mohawk River that I keep meaning to look up. Here’s how these posts wind up taking me all morning to write: I’m going to go look up that spot because it’s so cool and I drive past it and have no idea what I’m looking at. There’s a big mountain that comes right up next to the road, and then the road is in the flat spot right next to the bend in the river, and there’s a bit that’s maybe a landfill? and then there’s train tracks right on the other side of the river.
Ugh I can’t find it. It’s got to be somewhere along Amsterdam-Little Falls - Herkimer. I know it’s before Frankfort/Ilion. Those views, by the way– coming eastbound, there’s a long gradual downhill slope as you’re heading toward Frankfort and I think that’s just the most gorgeous view, and you can’t really see it because you’re driving, but I used to be really zoned out when I was an undergrad driving back from Rochester and I’d always notice that view anyway.
There’s a great stretch of the Thruway that runs right along the Mohawk River for that entire corridor, and it’s ravishingly beautiful. I know the Northway, I-87 north of Saratoga, is more beautiful, but that’s not my commute, and I think the Mohawk is beautiful. That’s my mother’s home country, out that way, and I’ve only ever driven past, but I love it.
Anyway. It’s cold and bucketing rain here but through the rain-streaked window I can see that my lone lilac bush is starting to bloom, and the bulbs in my yard are all blooming, and Dude wants to call a landscaper and have it all ripped out, and I can’t understand why but I also barely live here, so. Whatever, man.
made it the 300 miles back to my house without incident yesterday. oh i forgot, on the trip eastward last week I used the notes app on my phone and the microphone to keep a bird log of all the cool birds I saw on my trip, but I forgot about it because of course, I instantly lost my wallet and that eclipsed it. But I have somewhere on my phone a bird log from my eastbound trip. yesterday’s westbound trip had little notable by way of bird life, though a great blue heron crossed the road at the Montezuma Bird Sanctuary flying pretty low, which was keen, and I saw like, a zillion turkey vultures again, including some pretty low-flying ones by that bend in the Mohawk River that I keep meaning to look up. Here’s how these posts wind up taking me all morning to write: I’m going to go look up that spot because it’s so cool and I drive past it and have no idea what I’m looking at. There’s a big mountain that comes right up next to the road, and then the road is in the flat spot right next to the bend in the river, and there’s a bit that’s maybe a landfill? and then there’s train tracks right on the other side of the river.
Ugh I can’t find it. It’s got to be somewhere along Amsterdam-Little Falls - Herkimer. I know it’s before Frankfort/Ilion. Those views, by the way– coming eastbound, there’s a long gradual downhill slope as you’re heading toward Frankfort and I think that’s just the most gorgeous view, and you can’t really see it because you’re driving, but I used to be really zoned out when I was an undergrad driving back from Rochester and I’d always notice that view anyway.
There’s a great stretch of the Thruway that runs right along the Mohawk River for that entire corridor, and it’s ravishingly beautiful. I know the Northway, I-87 north of Saratoga, is more beautiful, but that’s not my commute, and I think the Mohawk is beautiful. That’s my mother’s home country, out that way, and I’ve only ever driven past, but I love it.
Anyway. It’s cold and bucketing rain here but through the rain-streaked window I can see that my lone lilac bush is starting to bloom, and the bulbs in my yard are all blooming, and Dude wants to call a landscaper and have it all ripped out, and I can’t understand why but I also barely live here, so. Whatever, man.
