- Posted May 12, 2014 by
Glenns Ferry, Idaho
This iReport is part of an assignment:
Visited all 50 states?
Fifty states plus commonwealth--All is good!
Born in Idaho and raised in Washington, travel was easy since railroad employment offered benefit travel for its employees and families. By the time I had finished high school the western, and Midwest states were conquered.
After completing my undergrad degree at Idaho State University, we decided to take a position with an international construction company, knowing that transfers should be frequent at least every two years and often much sooner.
Out first move for employment took us to Montana in the early 70's. One year later we moved to Hawaii. Six months later, we were assigned to work on subway construction in Washington, D.C. while living in Virginia. Two years later that dream promotion required our move to Texas. Each of our regional moves further allowed vacation visits to the surrounding states.
On one of those vacations trips we camped in a private park in Maine and because it was quite cool, we went to a movie. Arriving back at the campsite we immediately went to bed--the only way to stay warm. The proprietor said the next morning, he felt sorry for the young family in the pup tent as we had a nice layer of frost deposited. A little later in a public campground, we left packaged food at ground level. We were awakened early morning by rustlers, the black and white with fluid drive. I decided to defend the family and the faith with the aluminum tent stake only to be repulsed by the skunk much to the chagrin of fellow campers. We fled the park and hit the highway early.
Living large in Texas we were swamped with Texas first and largest until we traveled to Alaska and learned Texas was second in size to Alaska, but if Alaska was divided in half Texas would be only the third largest, and further if Alaska was divided into thirds when the tide was out, Texas would be only the fourth largest.
Texas employment required us to fly internationally as often as once a month. We racked up numberous states by passing through different embarkation airports.
After changing employment we returned to Idaho. Soon we acquired a private airplane. Instead of just two small highways leaving our small town, we now found we had airways to every point on the compass. Our trips required regional as well as transcontinental travel. A major challenge occurred during one flight through Nevada; we lost power from the single engine and had to make an emergency landing on an old mining road. One day later the local sheriff blocked the major north-south highway to allow the airplane to take off.
Our next move took us to Tennessee. We renewed our friendship with the motorcycle. We traveled to major league baseball games in Cincinnati and football games in Knoxville. I cycled east to west by the northern routes as well as west to east across the south. At one "C" store stop for gas and rest, and elderly man approached and asked if he could speak with me as a motorcyclist. After talking for fifteen minutes, the conversationalist apprised I was selected for the visit because I looked harmless.
We finished the fiftieth state visit for my wife and I by a trip to Alaska in 2012.
Now we turn to the oceans for new areas. In April of 2014, we visited our first Commonwealth area of Puerto Rico.
Our country is truly a land of snow capped mountains, wide sweeping prairies, and foaming oceans, a nation filled with gracious common people who want to love their families and be loved.