America On Video

America stretched.

3,000 miles and the clock disconnected.

Mountains, white only above 10,000 feet,

White-water rafting from California to the Saint Lawrence.

South of the Canadian glaciers

Late spring had captured the day.

Sweet cut grass smells pervaded America.

Woody Guthrie’s lyrics cascaded

From the 100 foot redwoods, through the high deserts,

Passed the ancient Indian ruins,

Into the sweet and sour

Of the cities.

Large cities with caged windows,

Small towns with libraries,

All part of the landscape.

What do I remember most

Of six weeks of exploration?

The beginning:

25 minutes of mistakenly filming the car’s dashboard!

What would I recommend?

See every thing, go every where,

With the possible exception of Butte, Montana.