All Right, You Win
- Category: Dad's Dirt Roads: A Blog
- on Thu Feb 11, 2010
- by Mark Stephens on Thu Feb 11, 2010 - Add comment
Okay Internets. You got it. I never thought I'd let you do this to me; never thought you'd have this much control.
We tossed you the ball and you clobbered it out of the park. I asked you this:
Where Should We Go for Spring Break 2010?
- Baja Peninsula, Cataviña area
- Southern Utah, Capitol Reef area
- Yosemite National Park
- Go Somewhere Else
I thought I had you people pinned. "Southern Utah will win for sure," thought I. Oh, how wrong I was. You made it sting, probably because that's where I wanted to go most of all out of that list. The list, I'll have you know, came from drawing a circle, more or less, on the map and saying, "We've got just 5 or 6 days. Where to?"
I knew that Cataviña and Yosemite would be the longest hauls. I have this delusional "Trip Of The Ideal" in my mind in which we camp for a number of days at Cataviña among the phenomenally bizzare clusters of granite boulders, bring a rope and the climbing shoes to go wild on the rocks, hike around, take a day trip to the beach perhaps. Mmmmm-yeah.
Southern Utah, naturally, one could spend a lifetime exploring it. Yosemite just felt like a good idea, too. Being totally fresh out of ideas or on the verge of the clock spinning to 3:00 am, "Go Somewhere Else" was a simple last straw. You always need four choices in these circumstances.
Yet, what did 51% of the votes tell us to do? What was the people's voice? The People! The Internets! Overwhelmingly you told us to go somewhere else. Un-freaking-believable.
Maybe not so unbelieveable. Let's entertain a conspiracy theory now. Maybe, maybe, 51% of you are territorial punks who don't want any more visitors showing up with their cameras and iPhones with Twitter and Facebook status apps to tweet the beans in detailed UTM coordinates about what mysteries and sights are beholden to Southern Utah. I get it. I totally get it.
We're buying it. Baja, fine, much of the traveling crowd is weary of Mexico - the threat of getting caught in the crossfire of grungy drug lords doesn't sound too appealing these days. I can see why few folks voted for it. But why-oh-why did you unabashedly exert your force onto the one answer that I pulled from my hip as a Hail Mary pass before shutting down the computer?
I don't know. But you win.
Where are we going then? Where is this somewhere else place? For now, all I'm telling is this: we're going to find out just what they mean by "Land of Enchantment." I don't want you territorial punks getting too close to us.