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We just keep on moving; all the while the miles add up!


Movin' right along in search of good times and good news
With good friends you can't lose
This could become a habit!

The focus on movement continues. It has its variations but movement is so important for all of us. Whether you consider this in the context of our physical wellbeing or the pleasure we derive from a constantly changing landscape, ignoring any deep-seated desire to remain stationary is an integral part of our makeup. Call it what you want, but what is around the corner or on the other side of the hill is what drives us. Perhaps the grass is much greener somewhere else, but before we can add anything further, we have to move and see for ourselves.

Consider this post as the third in a sequence documenting movement. When Margo and I look back on what took place in 2024, I suspect the overriding theme will be movement. Or, more precisely, the many moves we made. Home front; vacations and travel, we have already addressed the move to our Longmont, Colorado, condominium, but is that it? Are we done yet? Or, is it one more case of are we there yet?

As for vacations and business travel, we will most likely crisscross the continental United States this year more than once and when it comes to vacations, we are in the throes of reducing our pursuit of cruising to just one a year. If only I could pen the verse to a song as somehow, past lyrics by the Beach Boys, comes to mind; “Aruba, Jamaica, ooh …”

We are close to putting the finishing touches on our condo. The dining room has become Margo’s office and it’s where we added a screen shelf just to take the eye away from her desk. Also arriving were cabinets for our basement level wine cellar. We can neither replicate our former Windsor, Colorado, home, nor consider what we did in our Niwot, Colorado, home as with our condo, the challenges to how creative we can become are more extreme. Reduced living spaces make you concentrate on accessing only what you need. The need to pick over everything we have in place has grown and the frequency of trips to our storage facility has picked up considerably.

Margo and I have always enjoyed cocktails of an evening Certainly! But when it comes to what we really like to sip late in the evening, it’s been a glass of wine. Mostly red wine from three continents – Europe, California and anything from Australia. Our recent choices include Penfolds, Silver Oak and Justin with a little Oso Libre thrown in as well. Yes, we have become fans of everything Paso Robles and to think, that’s where Penfolds has staked a claim. No surprises there.

With the move however, we left behind 150 bottles of the better wines with our good friends in Windsor, Don and Anne Marie Fowler, and it took a while but our climate-controlled wine storage refrigerators finally arrived. Now for the big wine move to take place and I am sure the Fowlers will be pleased to have their basement back.

For most of us moving has a lot to do with the continuation of friendships and we are making this a priority. With longstanding friends in California and newly developed friendships in Colorado, this is important to Margo and me and with plans to move clear across the country becoming more than just a  dream, we have our work cut out for us. Choosing a second home isn’t something you can leave to internet searches or to the energetic responses from real estate agents sensitive to the metadata you create whenever you visit a web site; you just have to drive. And drive we did this past month – some 4,262 miles, as the dashboard photo above notes, with an overall average of sixty plus mph all while achieving a very economical twenty-five plus mpg. Over the course of two weeks, we spent eight days on the road covering more than 500 miles a day.

Driving has always been a passion of ours as we have spent almost our entire married life driving many miles in cars that too were dreamsicles of ours. However, having elected to do the entire trip in our 2021 Corvette C8 Z51, we came to realize that our choice of a track-focused Z51 set up, was not ideal for grand touring. The suspension is stiffer than found in regular C8s and without the MagnaRide option (blame COVID and the breakdown of the Supply Chain) not only did we feel every pothole, expansion insert, railway crossing but the noise within the vehicle was such that for much of the trip, this combination of road surfaces (or lack thereof) together with the overall drivetrain, tire and wind, noise, reduced conversations to just the occasional muttering.

Time to switch drivers? Coffee? Mickey Ds? No, our Corvette is purely a day tripping sports car capable of a track day. Thanks goodness we have the Jaguar F Type R – a more civilized approach to grand touring. That is, until you start it! However, having said all this, the trip itself didn’t disappoint as we reacquainted ourselves to the south-eastern United States. Contrary to what the popular press may be conveying, particularly when it comes to this part of America, we found everyone friendly and willing to talk. “Mind if I join you,” came a gentle inquiry from a Louisianna police officer. “Sure thing, but can you tell me what speed limits apply in this state” I responded. “Out on the interstate, where it’s posted 75mph, you should be good up to 82 or even 83; just don’t keep changing lanes,” we were informed.  

Our journey east took us from Colorado, through Kansas, Missouri and through Indiana before turning south and into Tennessee. A brisk drive through Georgia to finally arrive in Florida. We had planned to visit Atlanta, Tampa and then Dallas as part of a HPE NonStop organized customer-focused road trip. But the timing for HPE didn’t work out so, only days before we left, all but the Dallas leg was postponed. Surely, it made sense to cancel the road trip and simply fly in and out of Dallas but flying has never been our thing. And we did need to spend a little time on the Gulf side of Florida as perhaps it may prove to be an option when it comes to a second home and one that would be much closer to sea level. Yes, our trip to Dallas was by way of Florida and Alabama, Mississippi and Louisiana.

We could take solace from the fact that following COVID, we had done few long trips and we were just itching to hit the highway. Yes, for Margo and me, the call of Americas highways is too loud to resist and early in the drive we settled into our usual practices – swapping drivers every ninety minutes, staying hydrated and having enough tissue boxes within reach. Nothing to see here just a couple focused on hitting their mileage target every day. However, when it came to the Florida panhandle we slowed down, stopped, and took the time to enjoy the scenery. A rarity for us but all the same, this was part of the deal after all. Sunsets along the shores proved intoxicating and we witnessed many a display while we slow-drove the shores along the gulf. 

We spent a few days in Clearwater, Florida, before driving along the Florida panhandle where we stayed in Panama City Beach. We spent time in Destin even as we found a reason to head inland to Latitude Margaritaville Water Sound. There were walks to be had and restaurants and roadside fast-food chains to be sampled. It soon became very clear that this part of Florida on into Alabama isn’t famed for its fine dining venues. Then again, the beauty of the place combined with the presence of the panhandle’s own Intracoastal Waterway, proved attractive enough for us to take a good look around at the residential possibilities. Sill very early days but Florida did everything it could to entice us to stay.

New Orleans has always been a favorite destination of mine. I first went there in 1981 as part of a business trip that my company had arranged. I was entertaining a prospect from Sydney and the company pulled out all the stops. For me and just as importantly now for Margo, the laid-back style of the Big Easy is hard to ignore. We walked Bourbon Street, returning via Royal Street and for those familiar with NOLA, it’s hard to miss and indeed, enjoy the street music that ekes out from almost every inch of this French Quarter. This isn’t a place to go if restaurants are on your agenda but if it’s music, bars, and boutique shopping you desire, there’s no better place to walk than along the narrow sidewalks bordering these streets. 

Dallas was our destination after all and once again, it was HPE NonStop community event at which I had been asked by my client to provide a keynote presentation alongside senior managers of the company. As I usually like to do, I kept it high-level that was as much entertainment as it had anything to do with knowledge exchanges. Then again, moving between the various vendor tables had me thinking more positively about the future of NonStop. Within HPE, all other product lines are sold through distributors and systems integrators who HPE refers to as partners.  It is HPE who invests in development programs for them. However, many within the HPE organization unfamiliar with NonStop, become a little confused whenever we talk about partners who develop for HPE.

The NonStop community is a tight-knit group that has a long association with the NonStop product portfolio. Not surprising really as NonStop and before it, Tandem Computers, is now celebrating its golden anniversary. To think, code written for the very first Tandem Computer still runs today unchanged on NonStop systems – a first and highly unique characteristic of today’s very modern NonStop. By my calculation, only the IBM mainframe dating back to the introduction of the System/360 has been around for longer than NonStop.

It's been many months since I have written about our good friends, Jan and Brian Kenny and their grandson, Colton Herta. It takes no stretch of the imagination to appreciate that the year 2023 approved to be a horrible season for Colton. What could go wrong and what could trip him did just that. Having opened his full-time racing career in Indy Cars in 2019 with 2 wins and a standing of seventh place overall, he then finished 2020 in third place with 1 win, 2021 fifth overall with 3 wins he fell back to tenth overall but still with 1 win in 2022 before finishing 2023 with no wins at all and with a result in the standings, tenth. At least, after five years, he has never been outside the top ten!

Entering 2024 expectations were mixed. Surely, he will do much better but on the other hands, was all the excitement about his capabilities coming too early in his career? Would he become destined to be one of those drivers who just filled the grid, running midfield each race? And yet, it was hard to ignore that he was still fast and had already been observed by team Andretti as such; we now agree, “you cannot teach fast.” For this season, one change quickly became obvious. His Honda-powered racecar, number 26, would be out on track sporting a new livery – something close to what his father, Bryan Herta, carried late in his career. 

Fast forward to early May and already we have seen a big change in Colton’s on-track performance as well as his overall approach to winning a series championship. He has watched the other racers steadily work their way to the top of the series and with results to date of a second, a third, a seventh and an eighth – two top fives plus two additional top tens, he has steadily worked his way into the top five briefly holding the top position after just three races. Overheard on one radio transmission was the comment from the team, late in one race, encouraging Colton to hold the position as the points gained would see him on top of the standings.

No sudden rush of blood followed by a failed over-ambitious passing attempt or a clip of a wall. Colton looks as settled in his profession as I have ever seen him and this past weekend was particularly challenging. He lost out badly in qualifying having run our of fuel on his qualifying “flyer lap.” No worries, starting from twenty fourth position on the grid, he would have to pass almost everyone. And in the time given and with the number of laps on hand, he almost succeeded.   

Entering the month of May he was on top of the table and after this race, which could have ended so badly for him following a very challenging start to the race, he sits tied for third place only a handful of points behind the leader. And there is still the world-famous Indy 500 race to come in a few weeks’ time.

What makes this story complete and why it is being covered at this time is that following the race, Colton was awarded the trophy as the race’s Biggest Mover. Congratulations Colton; well-deserved and this new look and with Indy Racer Colton’s new approach to the series, is one we can all get behind. Moving comes in many forms. Moving up the field is always the aim of any racer but it’s a coincidence that could not be ignored.

Margo and I are indeed, moving up or, better perhaps, across. In life, the miles might add up as vacations and business travel come and go . When it comes to the home front then even here, movement has become a constant companion in our lives.

Awards may be given for some moves but mostly they are not and for Margo and me, we have passed any desire for awards, badges or decals. It matters little. Friendships are retained, families are intact, pandemics survived and yes, we continue “movin’ right along.” There will be many more chapters of this story written in time but for now and with this post, it’s very much a case of it looking like it’s all in front of us. With that, Margo and I encourage you to look for future posts as we look to posts of our future.




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