The catlinite exists in a thin seam, pitched at an 8% angle, under a layer of hard quartzite. The Indians would quarry away the quartzite to get at the catlinite, which can be seen here as the narrow dark layer the the base of the quarry’s back wall:
The loop hike to a few quarry sites was enjoyable:
The kids completed their Junior Ranger workbooks and received their badges:
We continued east to reach Minneapolis, where we will be spending Shabbos with the community in St Louis Park, where we lived while I attended graduate school.
Good Shabbos from St Louis Park, Minnesota! See the trip map for today’s drive and our current location.
Aloft, it was quite bumpy, so I landed pretty quickly. A couple hours later, the wind unexpectedly intensified, bringing massive dust devils to the lake bed:
Today we gladly left the RV ghetto park and repositioned to my parents’ synagogue where we will be parked for the first two days of Passover. Trish finished replacing the fabric on the chairs:
She also finished up the holiday cooking:
I managed to get in a bike ride this afternoon:
Good Shabbos and happy Passover! The blog will return on Monday.
This morning M and I drove down to our usual Las Vegas area camping location, Jean Dry Lake, so I could get in a morning flight:
Flight #46 take off:
There’s nothing to run into out here, so flying low isn’t a problem:
During my flight, I flew over a group of folks getting ready to launch R/C planes. Joining them was aviation photographer Eric B, who was testing out a new videography accessory for his DSLR and filmed me waving as I flew by:
Since we were running up against 3 hours after sunrise, which is the latest recommended morning flying time due to thermals potentially building as the ground heats up, I only flew for ten minutes or so:
After landing, we drove over to visit the R/C plane crowd. M had fun with Eric’s dog, which was quite large:
Barry and his friend flew a variety of planes:
This afternoon I went for a nice ride in the hills of Anthem. I’m waiting to receive a new clip for my cycling shoe, as I broke one mountain biking in Sedona, so my foot pulled out of the pedal half a dozen times on the ride:
Later this afternoon we moved the RV over to my parents’ synagogue, where it will be parked for Shabbos. Unlike curbside parking at my parents’ house, we can put out our slides here, but there’s only one circuit for the building’s exterior outlets, so we will have to make do with just one air conditioner. Hopefully it won’t be too hot.