Good morning Knytes and all it is Wednesday and looking forward to a bright new day. Looks as if mother nature is going to co-operate as Mr. Weather sezz it's going to still be somewhat snowy here today and yet I'm feeling warmer. I just want to know when does Spring start. Forget that it started in March supposedly as if its spring it's supposed to warm up. It didn't yet. Ain't yet and racing trials here have not got started and for those farmers trying to get in the fields been too wet. Planting will get off to a slow start. In 2004 I discovered something living in Utah let me restate that, existing in Utah, I found that while most there love to eat they cared less about how that food was raised and processed more-over how it got to their store. I at the time made it my mission to render a cure to the arrogance and ignorance that Utah had on both production agriculture and trucking. More over agriculture. When I folded up the tent and headed back here to Idaho in 2006 I thought my dayz of preaching the value of America's and the mountain west region farmers was no longer needed and that I could focus more attention on just trucking. My was I wrong. In a state where 80% or better of the states economy is structured on and dependent on the revenue of production agriculture the eastern area of Idaho is by far the most ignorant. Sure two TV stations run a farm show. KPVI-6 Pocatello runs AG/DAY, KIDK-3 runs U.S. Farm Report on Sundays yet very little local farm news is seen more or less focused on. So once again I have to split my media and blog reporting in two. Some for agriculture and the other for trucking. My I could use a full production and writing research staff. But few would give it I suppose the same affection and attention as I do. Because I see the beauty of both, farming and trucking not just the money making side. When that plow is sunk into fresh soil, the sea gulls flying all around, and the promise of a good crop makes my heart sing. Trucking on an early morning through a mountain pass seeing the creation of God above with only the stacks crooning and the tires playing the melody is part of the joys of both. Plus coming from a family of both farming and trucking gives me a perspective that few others can muster. So its back in the field and on the road again. Putting farm and trucking news on TV and all where little is already makes for long days, at least for a one man band. While many of The Hazzard Knytes, the Hazzard Road Warriors, are involved their time is spent trucking and these days keeping the wheels turning so they can be earning is a big chore especially with fuel prices especially diesel being so high. So being as my trucking is more towing and having more time on my hands I do the reporting and organizing what we do for the media. Speaking of media. In 2005 I met online and finally in person a fine looking gal from up in Montana that while younger than I knew more than most I had met. While at first I was just considering her for a on air talent she soon became someone for being behind the camera not just in front of it. She told me that Cokeville was a mistake. That I would be sorry, but male pride moved me to Wyoming. I should have directed myself more to northern Utah as I had planned. If I had done so, the some $50,000.00 I lost and nearly freezing to death one weekend in Cokeville would never have happened. Which as smart as I am, I need Julie and others to tell me when I'm about to hit the wall. Any mile it is Wednesday, more at noon.
