Picto Diary - 06 August 2020 - Helper and the Clampers

Above: BMW R800 GS. Iron Canyon, Park City, UT 06 August 2020.

Escaping the Insanity Tour Part Trois
Out and about on the F800GS.

LT in Sheridan, WY and Duc in shop. Gotta go with the F800GS.

This bike, not ridden for a coupla (sic) years, has been 2x to Alaska and back.

F800 GS is not the Duc. Half the HP, and note sounds like a sewing machine. More reliable though, and better on dirt.

"Go to the woods to lose sight and memory of the crimes of your contemporaries." Jean Jacques Rousseau

About: LSDM ROMEO's. Echo Canyon, Utah 06 August 2020.

Escaping the Insanity Program.
Out and about in the F350.

ROMEOs Extreme Social Distance Enforcement Training.

Above: Bishop and LSDM friend, Exeter. Marsha's Sammich Shop. Helper, UT. 06 August 2020.

Escaping the Insanity Tour Part Trois.
Out and about on the F800GS.

Bishop and Exeter. Talkin' Balzac, Rousseau, and western mining history.

Go to the woods to lose sight and memory of the crimes of your contemporaries.

Above: Signs on window of Marsha's Sammich Shop, Helper, UT 06 August 2020.

Escaping the insanity tour part trois.
Out and about on the F800GS.

Martha wants it both ways. BLM and cop support.

"Go to the woods to lose sight and memory of the crimes of your contemporaries." Jean-Jacques Rousseau.

Above: Exeter performs. Marsha's Sammich Shop. Helper, UT 06 August 2020.

Escaping the Insanity Tour Part Trois
Out and about on the F800GS (in image).

NOT A JOKE! Exeter is talented. His own compositions.

My Aching World Until Dawn by Hugh O'Neill

Thoughts, not breathing,
Are pushing my chest in.
With adrenaline rising,
Has my best chance for Peace
Finally ended?
No time for the daylight
No Time for the night.
No time to take my stand,
No time for taking flight.
Then Love plugs a guitar in,
And calls my Real World Friends:
To help with my
Radio Song,
My Aching World Until Dawn.

The news has got me bleeding.
I can’t believe what I am reading.
That’s why you see me bleeding,
And staring at the ceiling.
The news has got me bleeding,
Dreaming, dreaming of two;
Two Towers in Old Manhattan,
And me being there with you.
Then Love plugs a guitar in,
And calls my Real World Friends:
To help with my
Radio Song,
My Aching World Until Dawn.

My Aching World Until Dawn.
My Aching World Until Dawn.
My Aching World Until Dawn.
This is my Radio Song.

"Go to the woods to lose sight and memory of the crimes of your contemporaries." Jean-Jacques Rousseau.

Above: Oil. Untitled Gallery. Helper, UT. 06 August 2020.

Escaping the Insanity Tour Part Trois.
Out and about on the F800GS.

Helper gone artsy funky. Loved this painting at Untitled Art Gallery.

"Go to the woods to lose sight and memory of the crimes of you're contemporaries." Jeans-Jacques Rousseau

Above: Rare image of Wild Bunch, TR and others. Chez E Clampus Vitus (Clampers), 1900 Matt Warner Chapter. Helper, UT 06 August 2020.

Escaping the Insanity Tour Part Trois
Out and about on the F800GS.

Exeter and Mwah (sic) attended Clamper's bi weekly meeting. Of 45 Clamper's chapters, only one, 1900 Matt Warner Chapter, is in Utah. Amateur historians seeking a link to arcane, forgotten US western history.

Clamper's motto: Credo Quia Absurdum.

Mark Twain and U.S. Grant were Clampers.

Bishop, seeking authenticity in a sea of fraudulence, finds a piece in Helper. Good guys. Grounded. Tied hard and fast to their railroad and mining past. Helper Clampers have produced a number of historical monographs on Matt Warner, Butch Cassidy and more.

Had good chats with John, the local Clamper head, a grandfather, retired mechanic, Mr. P., a retired coal miner who worked the mines for thirty years (he was there with a portable oxygen bottle... no doubt he had paid his dues underground), and Mr. M., who before coming to Helper, had worked maintenance at the Claremont Colleges in Los Angeles. As I say... grounded. authentic. Guys you want to be around when the mud hits the fan. Bishop and Exeter appreciate the opportunity to attend E Clampus Vitus as guests.

Above: Virgin Mary Image. St Anthony of Padua Catholic Church. Helper, UT

Escaping the Insanity Tour Part Trois.
Out and about on the F800GS.

10:00 PM. Nook, outside, near rear of the small, very well kept up, Main Street church. Exeter's "own private Idaho."

Helper. Not your father's Utah. Originally colonized, not by Mormon pioneers, but by Greek and Italian coal miners. Town undergoing a funky revival... art galleries, uppity VRBO's, restorations, upgrade to mining/railroad museum. The way they're going, they'll soon be on the radar. A nice place to visit now. Exeter gave me a great idea. Take the AMTRAK from Helper to Glenwood Springs... spend a day at the spa... eat at a nice restaurant... and return! In 2010 I took the AMTRAK from SLC to Denver to pick up a newly purchased Royal Enfield Motorcycle. Problem is, you have to board the train in SLC at 3:00 AM. You board the Denver/Glenwood bound AMTRAK at Helper at 6:30 AM, early, but, much more civilized. The plan would be to go to Helper the day before, stay in one of the tony VRBO's, then pick up the train the next morning. This hypothesis plays well into my ongoing search for the funky, the arcane and the authentic.

"Go to the woods to lose sight and memory of the crimes of your contemporaries." Jean-Jacques Rousseau.