August 2 – Wauconda Pass

Flexibility, for me, is part of travel.  The hotel room was too noisy for sleeping, so if I was to sleep another plan was needed.  I had been planning to leave in the morning for a morning accent of Wauconda Pass.  I just left earlier than expected.  I went across the street to the Holy Rosary Catholic Church, spread my sleeping bag out on a dusty path in a sheltered spot between two buildings and got some sleep.

Early in the morning, I left a DVD for the church and one for the Tonasket fire station before starting up the pass.  At the intersection of Highway 20 and County Highway 9455, I stopped to rest and pulled out a map just to look at it.  A friendly voice from the shade of a house near the road asked, “Are you lost?” That was Joe Critter.  Joe invited me up to his front porch so we sat together to talk for a short while.  Joe is a Vietnam vet still affected by the war.  Daytimes are okay, he said, but nights are hard. “Dreams don’t forget.”   Life is harder than it would be otherwise when boys are sent to war.

At the Wauconda Store and Café, I gave a DVD to a mother of a U.S. Marine who just finished deployment to Afghanistan, and one to a couple crossing the country from New York to the West Coast on motorcycles.  (I’m concerned that the mother of the Marine and the couple from NY are in for a shock when they watch the DVD.)  I also left DVD’s with Nan who works at the café, and Dennis, a member of the Mission Tribes of California. 

Here’s a favorite story from a day ago (I forgot to write about it earlier):  

Riding out of Twisp, in the early morning (just as I turning back to town for the interview with the newspaper), I saw farmer Vic Stokes in the grey-green of his wheat field.  He was close the road tending his irrigation system, so I called to him, saying, “I have something for you.” Explaining the reason for our bike trip to New York, I gave him DVD.  As I was turning to leave he said, “Wait.  I want to shake your hand.”  I am appreciative of his gesture of recognition and respect for our effort.

Thank you, Vic, Joe, and all.  For Pam and me, this bike trip is primarily about the people we meet along the way, and about introducing people to the experts in “Experts Speak Out.”  If you are inclined to pray, please offer prayers for the wellbeing of all the people we meet along the way, and especially for peace and healing in relation to 9/11.

In celebration of crossing Wauconda Pass, I gave a DVD to Jeffrey Kropp, who was on his way home to Chelan.  Soon after, on his way down the pass, Jeffrey stopped to greet and offer encouragement and water for Pam. Thanks, Jeffrey.

I struggled a bit with despair while climbing Wauconda Pass today.  Most of us at times have thoughts that say things like, “Why bother?  Nothing you do is going to make a difference. Nobody is going to do anything with the information you are giving them.”  I’ve come to learn over the past several years a form of courage which is perhaps best described as steadfastness in the face of despair.  The thoughts of despair doesn’t go away, but the despair now has less power over my choices.  As a result, by my efforts today at least eight people (and I trust, through them, their families and neighbors) learned about AE911Truth and the scientific forensic evidence of the WTC destruction. 

The temperature cooled immediately when crossing the pass...in the forest again...the trees here are suffering too, many recently dead and dying, orange at the tips, drying out.

August 3 - Republic

The big news in Republic was a freak summer wind storm two weeks ago with winds reliably clocked at 85 mph that snapped off the tops trees about 20-50 feet about the ground.  Homes were damaged, people were without services for days, and one young woman was killed.  Anybody wants to contribute to the “Ferry County Disaster Relief Fund,” can mail a check to P.O. Box 524, Republic, WA 99166.

Republic reminded me so much of home, in the size of the population and the friendly way people know and connect with each other.

While Pam worked on media outreach, Bryan Bremner, state committeeman with the Democratic Party, provided wonderful hospitality for me.  Bryan, while stating that he was not yet involved with AE91Truth, introduced me to the publisher of a local newspaper, the Ferry County View, and to one of the volunteer firefighters.  He also took me up to the cemetery on the hill so I could see where we are going - the cemetery has a great view of the Kettle Range.  Thank you, Bryan, for friendship and support!

This is a good time to mention that in my experience AE911Truth 
petition signers and supporters transcend the usual political boundaries.  Supporters include people who identify as Republicans, Democrats, Independents, and people who are mostly apolitical - all care about the truth of what happened on 9/11.

Walking the the town doing errands, I connected with another volunteer firefighter, a police office, the pastor of the Assemblies of God church, a couple of local farmers and several other residents.  

Everyone I met in Republic was willing to at least listen and consider the information we had to share and take a DVD - except for three FEMA employees (in town because of the storm).  The FEMA men voiced impatience when I described the evidence, and they declined to take a DVD. They said that they were on their lunch break and had to go, but they seemed resistant.  We wondered later if maybe they were worried about protecting their employment.   As the FEMA men walked away, a young restaurant employee nearby caught my eye - he wanted the DVD that the FEMA men had rejected.  This young man was aware of and ready to discuss the indefinite detention provisions of the NDAA.

Here’s another favorite story:  I was delighted to meet Sedate Bretthauer, owner of the Laundromat in Republic.  Sedate told me that in 1946 she and her new husband rode bicycles from Olympia, WA, to Oakland, CA, on “victory cycles” which had skinny tires because at the time rubber was scarce.  Their bikes had only one gear so they had to push their bikes up the hills. Thank you, Sedate – it was fun to hear about your life experience!

I closed out the day with a pint at the Fire Hall pub with local ranch hand Marty.  He took a DVD to share with the ranch owners, one of whom is originally from NYC.  

Watch the 9/11: Explosive Evidence - Experts Speak Out trailer.



Phillip Block
08/05/2012 9:51pm

Another heart-warming and insightful journal entry - There are some interesting and irony-filled observations; some sad, some life affirming, but straight from the heart. I know first-hand how challenging it is climb a mountain pass, having done this as a bicycle tour group leader about 20 years ago while being a recent college grad. I also really relate to what is reflected here concerning "despair", and it is articulated eloquently. There is useful wisdom here for all who are willing to read along...Thank you, Rena, our prayers continue to go with you!


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