One of the best things about living on Redwood Road is that there's never any dull moments. Granted, you must also deal with the fact there is very sold any quiet moments as well. A couple times a year or should I say summer there is a great more as literally hundreds of motorcycles raced down Redwood Road heading north to the interstate for one of their epic rides. It's true. Salt Lake has a couple of motorcycle clubs, real motorcycle clubs not just rich guys who can afford flashy Harley-Davidson's but folks whose nomenclature club is a cover word for gang. Anyway, Redwood Road is a main thoroughfare and they love the noise. I'm also fortunate enough to little couple blocks from a major fire station. This place is beautiful, modern, sleek architecture like a wild animal waiting to pounce, thrust open its doors lives little red vehicles scream down the street with a north or south doesn't matter or even East or West. These fire engines seem to love thrashing the silence all weekend long particularly after 8 PM. Once again doesn't matter I have never cease to be amazed at how well the human body adapts to its surroundings. Now, it's very rare that I even attend to the noise engulfing the streets outside our gated community. I lived through all that commotion with no problems with everyone still while I get flat-out irritated some little teenager or other punk makes a big deal of taking the mufflers off their vehicle or their installation of glass pack mufflers that seem to roar like a jet engine, annoy so loud it actually annoys the nerve endings a least mine. It's life on Redwood Road and I like it.
That's why I was amazed last week (I forget what day could went Tuesday possibly Wednesday) at 5:48 PM when also been shared a giant crash and see a flash. I wasn't totally asleep but again I was not totally awake either. The digital clock beside my bed began flashing and reset itself to zero hours. There have definitely been a major event in my neighborhood. I have to admit I was a little shaken up and I almost considered that I should get up at least find my throw on room in case I have to Exit the property quickly. I was surprised I was not hearing any alarms going off in the building. Our building/property is adjacent to a major filling station operation, you know lots the gas pumps as well as a small shopping area inside for junk food. I had visions that perhaps one of the pumps had exploded and if so were we goners on the side of the wall? Nothing happened. I was surprised Not to be hearing any of those whales from emergency vehicles just down the street.I remember now was Thursday, coffee group day. I got up got dressed and had quite a bit time to kill silent next-door to the quickie Mart and I asked them about what it happened earlier in the morning. One guy didn't know anything look like he'd been sleeping but the other guy perked up and said “oh yeah some truck made a wide turn out there on Redwood Road and took out the sign at the Arctic Circle. I looked over and sure enough Rocky Mountain power trucks were all over the fast food joint cleaning up the mess from the crash. A couple days later, Friday when I checked in with the front office were all huddled around Jennifer's terminal I had the distinct feeling there looking at porn. Actually what they had done was gone through and check all the security cameras, and we have a lot of security cameras, and sure enough they had the footage of the accident. That was amazing the guy made a wide turn took out the sign smashed his vehicle into something which made the big noises.
I noticed later on the day they got most of the things cleaned up. What was kind of funny was that the did not replace the long poles that the Arctic circle sign was on and now they have just short versions. Maybe that's just the get by enable replace the uprights later on right now they've got a low rider sign…
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