Travel to
Farmington, NM
|
|
Travel to
|
|
We departed Albuquerque on our way to sunny Alamosa. On the way, with Albuquerque in our rear view mirrors, Cliff pleads and convinces Joe to divert to Farmington, where the sun always shines, the rain never falls, and not a cloud is in the sky. Joe reluctantly agrees. Although the truck was designated a "No Whine Zone," Abel was banished to the back seat as we left Albuquerque amidst his sniveling and moaning. Once it was decided to head to Farmington, the rains, clouds, and other dark weather elements conspired to confound us.
Here cliff dons his Farmington hot weather sun gear, making sure that everyone is lathered in sun block to ward off all of the UV radiation pouring down upon us. Cliff indicates with his thumb how easily tricked Joe and Abel were to travel hundreds of miles to Cliff's home, in pouring rain and blowing wind, just so he could do his laundry. After seeing the wonderful weather in Farmington, as promised by Cliff, we can hardly wait for him to take us to some beach property in Alamosa that he has for sale. Notice that the little fella (Abel the sls), standing below the crown of the hill, continues to look upward at Joe, who is trying valiantly to cast a shadow over Abel. It is apparent to the most casual observer that Joe is a giant among dwarfs.
Joe is seen here enjoying the balmy tropical breezes of Farmington sporting the latest fashions in Farmington beachwear.
Cliff parks his bike in a handicapped slot without displaying his amputee placard. A local police officer wishes to tow the bike but Abel intercedes and through native signing and gestures is able to convince the officer that the pre-eminence of tribal law regarding one legged bicycle riders takes precedence over local parking ordinances.
Here is Cliff and the midget riding down the main street of Farmington. Note the drops of "Never Rain" that can still be seen on the windscreen. Thanks Cliff.
Here we arrive at San Juan Regional Rehab Hospital behind the city sanitation truck that Joe assumed was our escort. After making 153 stops to load garbage, Joe and Cliff are seen here making their official arrival to Farmington, NM. Cliff remarks that the weather is superb as drops of "never rain" continue to threaten.
Mayor Bill Staley presents Cliff with a proclamation designating June the 12th as Cliff Clark Day. At a secret ceremony, soon to be announced, Pope Benedict has nominated Cliff for the early sainthood. Any man that can ride a bike with Abel and Joe deserves this recognition.
Joe and Abel sit in rapt attention as Cliff describes the 101 lotus positions. It appears that through isolation and seclusion, living in a tropical paradise, Farmington residents are easily entertained and are suspected of being a large Rocky Mountain community cult of some sort. There can be no other reason for the outpouring of love for Cliff by everyone that knows, or knows of, Cliff. Joe and Abel sit in obeisance. Dr. Clifford Clark Day, June the twelfth, in the year of our Lord, 2007, all kidding aside, was a very special day for Abel and myself. Despite the fact that Cliff enticed us to visit Farmington where the sun always shines and it "never rains, we decided to make the little side trip to Farmington to thank the community for the wonderful support of their Dr. Clark. We never expected to find such an extraordinary community that held such a love and regard for an extraordinary man. We, who are honored to be with Dr Clark on this journey across the country, thank you for all of the support and love that you have afforded us. FLASH! The Pope has just announce the receipt of some very disturbing information that may has an adverse impact on our request for sainthood. Through several sources gleaned from conversations at a recent reception last night, it seems that Cliff's activities on the dance floor with a stuffed animal (a red dog we think) put his application in question. We will keep you informed.
|
|
|
