Good Morning Gentle Readers,
The scorch meter spontaneously ignited yesterday so I can't answer the question de jour, which is: How hot was it, TWC? I could tell it was hot though because the Harley guys left their leathers at home for the customary Saturday afternoon ride.
I love the heat, something about a warm dry evening breeze rustling through the cottonwoods that does a body good. It may be the subtle essence that's almost not there. Can't quite call it an aroma, because, unlike Ponderosa Pine or greasewood after a thunder storm in the desert, cottonwood doesn't overwhelm the senses.
Annnnnnnnnnd...the number one reason I like the heat is:
Well, okay, that's just a fringe. It's also too hot for the dirt bikes. When we wuz kids, we just rode. These kids got leathers, full face helmets, and motocross boots, all of which are hot and heavy and cost a lot more than a hi-tech silencer would cost. The parents would never consider hacking the turbo mufflers off the Suburban. But stick a silencer on Junior's 250? Ain't gonna happen.
Shaddup Old Man, that's just kids having fun. And it's nothing like the dirt bike wars they're having in Temecula's wine country. Does that make this a wine post?
By way of illumination, meth exports have largely replaced Navel Oranges as Riverside County's primary cash crop. Navel Oranges are mutants, clones (with belly buttons) of a single genetic malfunction that occurred in Brazil in 1820. The still-producing parent tree of every Navel Orange you or anyone else has ever eaten is in Riverside. In the day, neither Fla or The OC could hold a candle to the citrus production in Riverside County.
In 1902 the tree was fenced and still is. Today it abuts a major intersection in the city along what was once US 91 from LA to Las Vegas (and points northeast).
And, over the years, all the motocross greats have settled here because it's Dirt Bike Heaven. That's the demographic. Riders are drawn to Riverside County like snowboarders to Park City.
This began as a short post about the heat and I'm babbling.
Photo appears courtesy of UC & the Orange Public Library