Looking Down on the Rockies

As I sit here the majestic Rockies pop into view. I am on an airplane flying from Albuquerque to Denver and from there to Spokane. It is a bit new to me. The last time I was on a plane was about fifteen years ago and now I am here in the air again, only this time I have a laptop that I am typing this out on, and I will be able to upload it while at the airport. At the same time I am listening to my friend Ian’s mix Synthetic Opera Vol I. It is very inspiring to see the mountains out there, wondering exactly where that little area of the San Juans I know so well is. I have forgotten how things look from upon high and it is inspiring, it even makes New Mexico look nice.

Anyhow, my reason for this flight is that I am going to try out for a new job up in Sandpoint Idaho. I do not really want to write about the specifics of it yet, but I will say that it consists of real chef-type duties again. It is something that I love to do and while it has been a few years since I have used these abilities, I find that I am pretty confident of them returning easily. Besides at home, my only real kitchen work these last couple years has been making tacos and their ilk. (NO, not taco bell. Real made to order tacos with fresh ingredients!) If it all works out and they like me, then, we should be moving soon. If it doesn’t, well, we will cross that bridge if we come to it.

As I am looking out at the Front Range I am also reminded of how many mountains I have not and never will climb. Well we are approaching now and I must end this little blog. More to come later.