… we have observed.
Italian motorcycle manufacturer Moto Guzzi has a great new slogan for the Age of Covid: “Distancing has never been a problem.”
The head groundskeeper at the Werkes took his Moto Guzzi V-7 II Stone out for a late summer workout Wednesday (09-16-2020). No particular place to go, just to get a little distance from the crazy and the hate now roiling the Peoples’ Republic. No face mask but yes to the helmet. The corn pollen won’t kill me; hitting the pavement at 55 mph might.
The bike is light and bare, no bags, no passengers but a transversely mounted, 90-degree V-twin of 750 cubic centimeters burbling happily on nearly deserted roads. Mid-afternoon temps in the upper 70s, sun high but hazy (thank you, California). Foliage was beginning to turn colors. Farmers were harvesting the first of the field corn. Yes, the hills were alive.
We do the roads marked with letters or names, which is how we came upon Observatory Hill Road. Where have you been all my life, happy little trail? This mile-long patch of blacktop runs from County Hwy A north to Paoli Road (the latter less than a mile due west of the little time capsule of Paoli — a sweet little hamlet upon the Sugar River).
Sweeping up from the south, we got up on top of the hill and put on the brakes! Wow! God’s own eye candy! Switched off the Guzzi and beheld a 360-degree view proving the earth is round and glorious. Topographic maps at the Werkes show the crest of the road at 1,087 feet above sea level — rising dramatically above the 900-foot plain to the east.
Listened to the breeze whisper through the tall corn and let soak in God’s creation while appreciating the expert husbandry of the local agriculturists.
So, where is the observatory? O.K., got it! It’s this road on this hill! To observe is more than just seeing. It is to perceive, to regard with attention so as to see or learn something.
One other surprise. Folks come up here to post messages on the pavement. As folks have been doing from the Lasceaux cave in prehistoric France and the Native petroglyphs of Albuquerque to today’s graffiti — but without the hate and anger of BLM. And only one that was obscene. Here are a few:
Blaska’s Bottom Line: Can’t be angry all the time. No matter how justified. Not good for body or soul. Sometimes, you just got to be happy.