Monthly Archives: April 2016

20140415 – Goodbye To Paradise Until Next Ski Season.

Friday – cool and sunny

Tulip Festival at Thanksgiving Point  Gardens.

Tulip Festival at Thanksgiving Point Gardens.

Up out early and drive down to Thanksgiving Point to visit the Tulip Festival, it’s a geriatric thing. Quite impressive and lovely gardens but nowhere near as good as the Dutch Tulip Festival.

Owl with his lunch on the side.

Owl with his lunch on the side.

Then we visit the Country Farm, Dinosaur Museum and Museum of Curiosity, With the later three we really needed to rent a rug rat as they’re clearly aimed at kids. But we managed to justify it as exploring potential for Jasper. He’d love the Farm and the museum of curiosity. You could easily spend a day here.

The museums are teaming with heavily pregnant Mormon women, usually with 4 or 5 rug rats in tow. I’m amazed there isn’t a midwife on duty.

After a Starbucks we drive about a hundred miles down to Price, where we’re staying over night.

More tulips.

More tulips.

Price is a real one horse Mormon town wide streets so that all the wives can walk side by side with their husbands. Actually most Mormon town are laid out with streets wide enough that an Ox cart can be turned around. A common problem in this day and age.

Our Quality Inn hotel was pretty good, although the guy at reception needed photo Id as usual. Handed him my 50 year old paper licence along with loose passport photo in the plastic case to turn it into photo Id. He then spent the next 5 minutes examining it. In the end I had to ask for it back before he wore all the ink of it. Despite the detailed, microscopic inspection it never seemed to occur to him that the picture was just loose and it could have been anyones, but so far, apart from one border guard it Arizona, it’s always passed muster as a valid photo Id. A very disconcerting and unfriendly welcome.

Friendly sort.

Friendly sort.

We review Trip Advisor and select on a locals restaurant – Farlainos Cafe. It had pretty good reviews, where all the locals dine. What a disaster this place was. Do you sell beer. Sorry no – not unusual in Mormon country – but to be fair the waitress did offer to take our order and deliver the food to the bar next door – neat.

They passed our soup of the day test, in so far as they knew what it was, but they’d run out. Not a good sign and remind us to add “run out of soup or coffee” as another acid test – see below.

Gardens with a little waterfall.

Gardens with a little waterfall.

It took them 45 minutes to prepare two simple meals, we were ready to hand out the 5 minute ultimatum. “If it’s not on this table 5 minutes from now we’re walking out that door. By the time it arrived I needed another shave and my stomach was convinced Jihadi Johnny had modified my throat with his carving knife.

Thankfully our waitress explained why the delay. “You see we’ve only got room for 8 on the grill!”. Oh well that’s alright then, who give a rats arse about keeping customers waiting. Heaven forbid you should get a bigger grill or limit the number of tables.

Not tulips but hyacinths I think. Gorgeous colour.

Not tulips but hyacinths I think. Gorgeous colour.

Then her indoors, who is normally so calm and placid, kicked off when her chicken breast salad arrived. The chicken, what little there was of it, was just brown gristly bits and bore more resemblance to diced sausage. I tell you this poor chicken must have had some mangey breasts when it was alive. To be fair the waitress offered to replace it and provided an anorexic breaded chicken on top of what, even by my standards, was a gruesome looking salad – I could have done better and that’s a dire criticism.

I have to say my meal, the house speciality, a smothered burrito of some sort, was excellent.

Moral of that story don’t trust Trip Advisor. At least now they have a Terrible star.

 
The Edwards Restaurant Test

Three questions to ask in any restaurant before ordering food:

  1. “What’s the soup of the day?” If they don’t know, they’re incompetent, exit promptly as you can be 87% certain the meal and service will be a disaster
  2. “Do you have any soup?” If they have run out then again exit promptly. Soups a fairly basic item.
  3. “Do you have coffee and tea?” Again if they don’t serve these basic items, or have run out then exit promptly.
  4. And finally for good measure, “Do you serve Halal meat?” If the answer is yes then my monies on exiting immediately. Just remember the concept of Halal is a product of a 6th century barbaric society. If adopt those standards then what’s their hygiene going to be like?
 
Ice Londres: Project Fear:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MrMtxvVQAoI


Saturday – cool and sunny

Our great hunt to get a picture of Wendy at the famous "Great Hunt" petroglyph.

Our great hunt to get a picture of Wendy at the famous “Great Hunt” petroglyph.

Up early for a “continental Breakfast”. Now you’re probably thinking croissants, rolls, cheese, ham and jam. No this isn’t the the EU, instead it’s cereal, yoghurt, some cakes and waffles, always my favourite.

Balancing rock.

Balancing rock.

Drive down 9 Mile Canyon. Well it’s really 46 mile canyon but gas (petrols) cheap so who’s really bothered. The scenery is awesome but finding the petroglyphs by mile marker isn’t easy. Especially as the mile markers on the road are out by 0.9 miles, but hey ho who cares that tourists are wandering around for hours with binoculars trying to find these petroglyphs.

Find the main petroglyphs. Pretty impressive – see pictures. Even without the petroglyphs this canyon is spectacular and well worth the trip.

A few more petroglyphs.

A few more petroglyphs.

Drive back up a “backcountry road” which seems to be a euphemism for well compacted dirt track as the black top runs out after 3 miles. Then spend 10 miles on the dirt track before black top service is resumed. These places are pretty resolute only see a handful of cars all morning and can you believe it no telephone signal.

9 Mile Canyon

9 Mile Canyon

Hal drops Angela off for her tea as we look after her until Carol finishes work. Angela’s easily fed and amused just plonk her down in front of the iPad, like Jasper, and not a peep out of her.

My Sick Humour

 
Say you are an older senior citizen and can no longer take care of yourself and the government says there is no Nursing Home care available for you. So, what do you do?

You opt for Medicare Plan G. 


12923289_1056156044423274_7721948968321440329_nThe plan gives anyone 75 or older a gun (Plan G) and one bullet. You are allowed to shoot one worthless politician. This means you will be sent to prison for the rest of your life where you will receive three meals a day, a roof over your head, central heating and air conditioning, cable TV, a library, and all the Health Care you need. Need new teeth? No problem. Need glasses? That’s great. Need a hearing aid, new hip, knees, kidney, lungs, sex change, or heart? They are all covered!
As an added bonus, your kids can come and visit you at least as often as they do now!

And, who will be paying for all of this? The same government that just told you they can’t afford for you to go into a nursing home. And you will get rid of a useless politician while you are at it. And now, because you are a prisoner, you don’t have to pay any more income taxes!

Is this a great country or what? Now that I’ve solved your senior financial plan, enjoy the rest of your week!

 
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Religion – Beyond Belief

 
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Sunday – cool and sunny

Nodding donkey on the back country road out of 9 Mile Canyon.

Nodding donkey on the back country road out of 9 Mile Canyon.

Spend most of the day clearing up and packing apart from nipping down to Kimble junction for a last minute shop. Unbelievable our business class flights tomorrow have a baggage allowance of twice the normal 23Kg. I’m almost tempted to go to Walmart and buy two big suitcases and fill them with stones just to take advantage of it.

In the evening the Schmitts come round for a farewell family dinner, which mainly consist of our left overs. A great evening with great company. We’ll miss them.

My Sick Humour

 
Well I’d like to think it was another April fools joke but no it’s true. Yes, a remote controlled foot spa (bidet); emergency button; auto seat raise; temperature controlled; oscillating rear washing nozzle; turbo cleansing with high pressure rear wash. Includes a 4 minute video explaining all the loony functions. Every home and refugee tent should have one. Could be a neat way to fritter away our 0.7% of GDP on foreign aid.

Religion – Beyond Belief

 
Bill Maher gets into a debate on why Islam is more Violent than Christianity:


Monday – cool and sunny

Daddy Canyon off 9 Mile Canyon.

Daddy Canyon off 9 Mile Canyon.

Lazy morning. Drop off Carols things she lent us and any food we have left over – waste not, want not. Nip up to the hospital to get copies of my invoices, then it’s coffees and Internet. Seems strange not having to leave until 13:00. We’re so used to getting up at the crack o sparrows.

Say goodbye to Park City until next February. Quite sad. At least I’ve got plenty of time to get fit for skiing.

Awesome scenery down 9 Mile Canyon.

Awesome scenery down 9 Mile Canyon.


Check in is painless, but as usual TSA is just the usual palaver. Yes, we’re pre-checked but because I’ve got a piece of Meccano in my leg I have to go through the scanners and be groped, sadly not by a fit young piece of eye candy.

Haute cuisine.

Haute cuisine.

We have Delta lounge access. I should think so at these prices. Wendy devastated as they don’t have any brandy. Considering there’s frequent flight to Paris from here you’d think they would.

Settling in.

Settling in.

It’s ok all this business class luxury but being at the sharp end of the plane means you get all the riff raff and huddled masses shuffling past, swinging their knapsacks and steamer trunks and ruffling your free newspaper as they glare at your 2nd glass of champagne, whilst contemplating joining the communist party, headed of course by Jeremy Corbyn.

Well this has to be the experience of a lifetime, not quite up to virgin upper class standards, but to experience good customer service delivered with a genuine friendly smile from the sycophantic French cabin crew had to be worth every penny of the £9,000+ ticket price I’m not paying for.

Foods pretty good, a tad on the haute cuisine side but best of all theres cheese and biscuits with port of course.

Just trying the bed.

Just trying the bed.

It seems that terrorists aren’t allowed in business class as we’re provided with real knifes and cocktail stirrers like a sharp harpoon, complete with barbs on it.

Ah it seems like there’s a 2nd wifi entertainment system which can stream the Martian to my iPad. That’s the good news, bad news is I have to download an app, which takes nearly an hour, so I’ll struggle to see the whole film before we land.

Well it’s been a very relaxing and comfortable flight, so much better than cattle class, but way too expensive even if we are frittering away the kids inheritance. Certainly not worth braking my femur for.

Sleeping on the job again.

Sleeping on the job again.

2nd business class flight from Paris to Manchester restores my faith in French service levels and attitudes. Wrong seat for Wendy and stroppy attitude from the dollies with the trolleys. Well that’s my French prejudices confirmed and refreshed for another year.

Home safe and sound. Just 6 weeks before we escape again.

My Sick Humour

 
Mr Bean flies 1st class:

 
The good life after BREXIT:

Let’s get out.

Religion – Beyond Belief

 
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20160411 – Yeah Business Class Flights Home For Me; Will Wendy Be Confined To Cattle Class?

Monday – cool and sunny

Awesome.

Awesome.

Drove down towards Wolf Pass and the Woodlands Nature Reserve. Supposedly teeming with birds and wildlife. All we managed to see were more Magpies than muslims at a stoning and a Buffalo farm. Wolf pass was closed for winter fortunately they allowed U Turns.

I know lets go for lunch at that classy Blue Boar Inn at Midway. Yep, you guessed it, closed for renovation. Oh well that’s the kids inheritance saved. Stop at a cafe in Midway. What a lovely little town Midway is, very clean, spacious and Swiss like.

Park City’s Inaugural Year as The Largest Resort in the U.S.

 
How to fritter away money we don't have on so called foreign aid. Come on get your finger out Sweden are beating us!

How to fritter away money we don’t have on so called foreign aid. Come on get your finger out Sweden are beating us!

what a quaint and unusual business.

what a quaint and unusual business.

Yes, our numbskulls in the great chattering house are still frittering away billions of money we don’t even have. Let’s hope they don’t see a report in the Daily Blood Boiler that Sweden spends even more as a percentage of GDP than our 0.7% of GDP or they’ll be doling out more in order to better Sweden. Are they totally bonkers. Here’s some of the waste:

And this is their product.

And this is their product.

The granting of millions of pounds to China, even though Beijing mounted a successful moon mission;
The disclosure that more than £1billion was sent to the 20 countries judged the most corrupt by campaigners;
Millions to countries with nuclear weapons programmes;
Millions to countries who openly seek our downfall;
£30million ‘Girl Hub’ initiative that paid for officials to learn about the lives of teenage girls in Ethiopia – including their equivalent of the Spice Girls;

Heads should roll and Facebook should ban articles from the Daily (Mail) Blood Boiler.

 
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Tuesday – hot and sunny
DSC_8626Drive down to Farmington Nature Reserve and manage to see some neat birds, but sadly no new ones.

Then we drive to Antelope Island. Go to the visitors centre, have a picnic lunch, in the car away from all the “no see ems” – annoying little black fly’s. Then we drive down to the historic ranch.

DSC_8637We’d been to Antelope Island before but it’s a pleasant place with stunning views of the Salt Lake and a backdrop of the Mountains.

Now todays useless piece of information pertains to how come it’s a Salt Lake. Well apparently several rivers drain into it but there’s no rivers draining out. OK I hear you saying, “so why doesn’t it just overflow somewhere?” Well water is evaporated out, thereby leaving an excess of high mineral deposits.

Religion – Beyond Belief

 
Is islam a peaceful religion: Bill Maher ways in:

 
In brief: U.K.- EU economic relations – click on image below:

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Another source of impartial research and references to other sources.

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Religion – Beyond Belief

 
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Wednesday – hot and sunny

Ride em cowgirl.

Ride em cowgirl.

Oh the joys of watching a live sex show. This cocky little House Finch trying to get his end away with a frigid female, she was having none of it, probably got a headache, but you had to give him 10 for effort.

Go to the hospital for a last check up. Usual X-Ray’s and this time I get to see the man rather than his PA. Recovery going well. Prognosis good. Total recovery could be 6 months. No problem skiing next year. Mecanno leg is stronger than the other. Thanks to the mecanno I didn’t need surgery this time – aren’t I lucky. He does me an OK to fly letter with a recommendation that I should keep me leg elevated.

DSC_8598Great news Axa travel insurance have agreed I should fly home business class as I’ll need a bed, yeah. Tough luck for Wendy she’s left in cattle class. They don’t think I need a carer – that’s a matter of opinion after all she’s been my carer for 45 years.

On the flight home in 2015 here's my carer asleep on the job!

On the flight home in 2015 here’s my carer asleep on the job!


Perhaps they’re aware that last year she fell asleep on the job as my carer in the Virgin upper class flight home. But never mind I’ll pop back in and see her occasionally. Who knows I may even sneak her a goody bag of the scraps and left overs from mŷ cordon bleu meals.

Chatting to a Mountain Host colleague from last year and he related how he was getting off the chair lift and the person next to him somehow crossed his skis and next thing he knows he’s flat on his back with a chair coming at him. He was amazed at how fast it all happened. Fortunately for him nothing was broken. Sounds very familiar. Was he sat next to a Warlock from LA I wonder. Good to know you’re not alone.

Practicing my new stance for getting off the lift next year.

Practicing my new stance for getting off the lift next year.

Decide that next years skiing will either consist of Green runs only and walk back up, rather than use the chairlift, or adopt the following rules for using a chairlift:

  • No scumboarders on the same chair – they’re easy to spot – have less control than a ragged stoned out of his mind in charge of a rampant camel.
  • Don’t sit next to any women from Los Angeles – will mean interrogating any women next to me prior to boarding.
  • Don’t sit next to any women talking to their pet toads, carrying broom sticks or wearing black pointed hats.
  • Don’t sit next to anyone in a burka, their peripheral vision is severely impaired – mind you never seen anyone skiing in a burka yet.
  • No beginners – difficult to spot, will probably require some interrogation.
  • Sit on the far right or far left.
 
‘Does my calendar deceive me? Is it April fools day? Now I love dogs but can you believe this:

To quote one of my heroes “I don’t believe it”.

 
A reasonably independent and well rounded report on the BREXIT debate:

Click on image for the report.

Click on image for the report.

Religion – Beyond Belief

 
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Thursday – cold, rain and then snow
IMG_7980Yes it’s snowing again. A tad too late. A typical Belthorn day, just hunker down and get on with my web site work.

Hertz are being extra kind to me after last weeks disgraceful diabolical debacle. We get to keep the Mercedes GLK350 until we depart next Wednesday. Meanwhile Axa Insurance are trying to sort how to get me home.

Wendy has the excitement of her last weekly shop.

In the evening we go round to Steve and Barbaras for a boozy dinner. Jere and Diane join us, so yet again it’s great food, great company and great wine. Meanwhile the snows coming down with a vengeance. Probably the last Zinfandel until we get back to America in September as it’s a wine I’ve never seen in the UK, although I’m told the Primitivo grape from Italy is very similar, so who knows we may find some.

DSC_8667Now the good news is that my insurers have agreed to let Wendy fly home with me in business class, rather than being condemned to cattle class. I sent them Wendy’s doctors note saying that she suffers with claustrophobia and needs to take tablets, lavishly washed down by a pint of brandy, in order to get her on the plane. She needs her devoted husband by her side. Seemed to do the trick, so we fly Salt Lake to Paris and then to Manchester with our very own beds; cordon bleu food – bang goes the diet; we’ll be trusted with proper, lethal weapon, cutlery without the need for TSA interrogation; decent wine and champagne; and free wifi. I do hope they’ve got “The Martian” on as I’d deferred watching it on the way home after I’d had time to read the book. Well I suppose every cloud has a silver lining, but I think I’d rather not break anything and suffer cattle class.

And the bad news is the kids will have to cancel their Belthorn house parties as we’ll be home on Tuesday, 2 days earlier.

  EU rules don’t stop at national borders. They fall on all citizens and all firms, including small enterprises that do no export business.

Buffalo on Antelope Island.

Buffalo on Antelope Island.

Seventy-nine per cent of business activity in the United Kingdom is wholly internal. If you buy a newspaper or have your hair cut, you are contributing to our domestic GDP, but not to our international trade.

Most firms, indeed, trade within ten miles of where they are sited. Of the 21 per cent of our GDP that depends on overseas commerce, 10 per cent is accounted for by trade with the EU, and 11 per cent by trade with the rest of the world. In other words, for the sake of the 10 per cent of our economy that is linked to the EU, we must apply 100 per cent of EU rules to 100 per cent of our businesses.

And, even that 10 per cent figure will soon be out of date. Our trade with the EU is in deficit and falling, while our trade with the rest of the world is in surplus and rising.

Religion – Beyond Belief

 
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