{"id":6,"date":"2007-01-27T22:58:28","date_gmt":"2007-01-28T06:58:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/wordpress\/?p=6"},"modified":"2007-01-30T13:07:35","modified_gmt":"2007-01-30T21:07:35","slug":"stalking-the-wily-spectacles","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/2007\/01\/27\/stalking-the-wily-spectacles\/","title":{"rendered":"Stalking the Wily Spectacles"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/bb2glasses1.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>So I drove back to Big Basin Redwoods State Park today near Boulder Creek, CA.  I made a beeline for the spot where I lost my glasses; it took about two hours to walk that far in. On the way it started raining. But I felt happy to be in the primeval woods for the second time in a week.  The air has a special clean woodsy quality, and it\u2019s so utterly quiet.  There\u2019s no machines in earshot.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/bb2bigtree.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>At first I can\u2019t find the same path at all. I think of those fairy tales where a certain door or path appears only occasionally.  We\u2019d be in trouble if the nascent spirits in matter starting moving our paths around!<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/bb2benttree.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>What I\u2019m realizing this week is that the woods are big.  And somehow I don\u2019t end up in the same side arroyo of the woodsy canyon as the other day. I try working my way sideways along the canyon wall, looking for that same stand of manzanita and those particular boulders, but\u2014you know\u2014my legs are still sore from three days ago.  I realize I\u2019m not gonna be able to endlessly trot up and down the sloping terrain of a canyon the size of Manhattan  And I\u2019ve still got the two-hour walk back in the rain ahead of me.<\/p>\n<p><object width=\"425\" height=\"350\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/wvevQi0pjps\"><\/param><param name=\"wmode\" value=\"transparent\"><\/param><embed src=http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/wvevQi0pjps type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" mode=\"transparent\" width=\"425\" height=\"350\"><\/embed><\/object><\/p>\n<p>So I gave up.  My glasses are on the loose. Those black bumps on the log in the video appear to be fungi, but are actually reality-control knobs.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/bb2mist.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The day before realizing the glasses were really gone, I\u2019d cruised my favorite optician, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.eyecontact.biz\/\" target=\"_blank\">Eye Contact of Los Gatos<\/a>, to get the fit of my backup glasses adjusted, and I noticed they had some nice new Oliver Peoples frames.<\/p>\n<p>Frame styles are finally rebounding from those tiny Benjamin Franklin Urim-and-Thummim type lenses that lamentably have been the fashion for the last ten years.  Finally you can get some frames with decent-sized lenses so that you\u2019re not peering at the world through tiny peepholes.  On my way back out of the park, visions of new glasses danced in my head.  I can pay for a quality specs with my half of the money for of that story \u201cHormiga Canyon\u201d\u009d that I just wrote with Bruce Sterling, a story set in, oddly enough a canyon very much like this one, poulated by ants with legs the size of redwoods\u2026<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/bb2trunk.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The redwoods are great.  Walking in the woods close to my house is always nice, but when you\u2019re in a Redwoods State Park, you feel like, whoah,  \u201cBeastie Boys always on vacation.\u201d\u009d<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/images\/bb2glasses2.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>My old escaped glasses are in subdimension land with the subbies.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So I drove back to Big Basin Redwoods State Park today near Boulder Creek, CA. I made a beeline for the spot where I lost my glasses; it took about two hours to walk that far in. 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