The one who loves money is never satisfied with money,
Nor the one who loves wealth with big profits. More smoke.
You may think that I’m going to talk yet again about a bike class, and you’d have good reason. I did just spend the last three days in Eatonville focused on, yes, a bike class. But one of the advantages of my way of teaching is I get long periods when I’m waiting for students, who are independently working. My job is to monitor and make sure they’re on task and moving in the right direction. That leaves me with plenty of time to, say, peruse the classroom’s copy of the encyclopedia World Book 2000. Of course, I looked up the most most important thing first:
VELOCIRAPTORS. Do they fear fire? Nothing definitive in the World Book.
Fortunately, Eatonville had no velociraptors that I saw. It also didn’t have any mills, even though I stayed at a place called the Mill Village Motel that had this mural on the back wall.
Despite the lack of a mill, Eatonville did have:
- Two people named Van Eaton.
- A gravel quarry practically downtown.
- A cement plant actually in town.
- A good-sized hill coming into town on 161, which I rode my bike up. Note to self: When a bike shop owner who lives within spitting distance of Mt. Rainier says “It’s not flat,” he means it.
- Lots of cement trucks (see above) and logging trucks.
- An improbable number of pickup trucks with humongous tires, and more regular Very Large Pickup Trucks. How do people out there pay $3.96/gallon and fill up their 25-gallon tanks every other day?
- A blinking red light at a four-way stop, and a left-turn lane at that intersection. No stop light, though.
- The original log cabin built by the Van Eaton who gave the town its name (and who, I assume, is related to the Van Eatons still living there).
- And, in the 3-ring binder of information about the town that the motel owners so kindly provided, the following ad, which actually caused me laugh aloud.
If I owned a restaurant, I’d definitely boast about being the top seven in a town that couldn’t have had more than seven eateries total.
Weather-wise, I’d rate this as three frownies – 🙁 🙁 :(. Last week, as you may recall, I was totally drenched twice in one day, and everybody was miserable. That’s five frownies – 🙁 🙁 🙁 🙁 :(. This week is 🙁 🙁 🙁 because I got snowed on twice (in April!) and rained on a couple times, but didn’t ever get really wet. Laying out the course was not fun, with cold rain dripping down the back of my neck. However, the weather mostly cooperated for the drills, with only a few drizzles here and there, so students weren’t nearly as miserable this time as last week. And, finally, everybody came much better prepared this week; all the students had lots of layers and waterproof clothes, so going outside wasn’t so awful.
Next week I think I’m going to Goldendale. Don’t worry, I had to look it up, too.
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