Hiking at Cool Springs – Using a measuring wheel – Visit to friends in Columbus and Chicago – Derek Chauvin on trial – Johnson and Johnson vaccine on hold – Encouraging trends – Evening statistics
I was on travel for a few days, with limited access to Internet access, which is the reason for the hiatus in my entries. I actually began my trip on the 12th, but my account of my activities on the 11th will explain why there was no entry for that day as well.
4/11
I went with AD and several others (a dozen of us in all) back to the Cool Springs area, where we took the Ridge to River Trail to the Perimeter Trail loop, and then back along the Ridge to River Trail: about 12 miles and 2000 feet of elevation gain in all.
Before the hike began I underwent a slight adventure. I arrived at the destination fairly early, but when I turned from Rte. 7 onto the road to the parking area and went about ¼ mile I found a car that had stopped because a tree had fallen across the road. The driver and his companion had just gotten out of their car to inspect the blockage, and I joined them. The driver had brought his Swiss-army knife along and, to my astonishment, he was able to saw through some of the slimmer branches. While his companion and I were removing various branches from the road surface, another tree began to fall and all three of us managed to get out of the way just in time. This tree was so aged that it split into several pieces, each of which was sufficiently small to lift or drag from the road. After we did that we managed to remove enough of the first fallen tree to clear a single lane on the road. If the other driver had not had his Swiss-army knife with him, the hike probably would have had to have been cancelled altogether.
The hike itself was a delightful. The lower part of the Ridge to River Trail goes along the Shenandoah River, where bluebells flowered in abundance, as well as many other wildflowers: spring beauties, bleeding hearts, trout lilies. The Perimeter Trail rises slowly but inexorably upwards until one is able to get glimpses of the river valley below (these views will be unobtainable as the season advances and the trees are in full leaf),
Regrettably, I had to leave early and miss the after-hike get-together in order to meet the author of a new edition for a book of hikes in Western Maryland. I will be visiting a few of the hikes described in the earlier version (which was completed in 2014) and verify the description, noting how the trails may have altered since the time of its publication. In order to do this, I will be using a measuring wheel, and I had to meet the author and several others verifying the hikes to get instructed in their use. In one sense, they are quite easy to use: there are no complicated switches or programming involved and it is simply a matter of putting the wheel on the ground at all times. But using it will certainly make any hike more challenging. We are expected to ensure that the wheel is on the ground continuously, even if the trail has puddles or rock fields, and to attempt to adhere to the middle of the trail as much as possible to avoid skewing of the measurements, particularly where a train curves sharply. Using hiking poles will be out of the question when applying a measuring wheel, and steep ascents and descents will have to be taken much more slowly. It will be impossible to get a completely accurate measurement for a hike that contains, for instance, a rock scramble, but we are expected to do the best we can.
After I returned home I had to cook dinner and make preparations from my trip, and by the time these tasks were done I was too tired to write or even to look up the statistics for the day. I needed to get an early start on the following day and I therefore was asleep by 9:00 PM.
4/12
After having been vaccinated I am trying to reconnect with various friends. This trip was one such attempt. The itinerary consisted of going to Columbus to visit one friend, then to proceed to Chicago to visit another. This first day of the trip I went to Columbus to meet with RL, who is something of an original. He has a hobby centered about Ford’s early houseless carriages – perhaps “obsession” would be a more accurate word. He has a separate garage in the center of the city, where he stores nearly a dozen old Fords (including some Model T’s) carefully refurbished so that they are drivable. He is also a tax preparer, which meant that his schedule was rather filled up that week; but he had no hesitation in putting me up for the night.
The drive took something over six hours but was fairly easy, so that for the most part I could rely on cruise control. After I arrived I went out for a couple of hours on the Olentangy Trail, which goes along the Olentangy River. a tributary of the Scioto River. Here, too, there were several bluebells, as one might expect on a riverbank at this time of year. The trail passes through many parks with flowering pear and cherry trees; and since the season changes arrive slightly later in this area than in the DC metro area, they were still covered with blossoms.
After this amble I rejoined RL and we went out to dinner. It was something of a challenge to find a place that provided indoor dining, particularly on a Monday night, when many restaurants are closed even under normal circumstances. We dined at an Asian “bistro,” which was not quite what we expected. We were not served at our tables, but had to go up to a cashier, place our order, and received a electrical disk that was to buzz when the order was prepared, after which we had to go to pick it up and take it back to our table on trays. But it was an enjoyable meal all the same, as we chatted about old times and plans for future meetings. And it felt positively luxurious to be eating inside of a restaurant again after several months of deprivation.
Again, I had little chance that day to consult the Internet, since RL’s workstation held sensitive information about his clients and it would have been injudicious to allow an outsider to access it.
4/13
The drive from Columbus to Chicago is well under six hours and for the most part the roads are not heavily trafficked, so I was not expecting a difficult drive. Instead, it turned out to be hellish.
About an hour after I left Columbus, the malfunction indicator light went on – just as it had done upon my return from Jim Thorpe in August. It is a most unpleasant surprise when something like this occurs several hundred miles away from one’s home. I got off of the interstate to drive to the nearest town that had an auto shop that could diagnose the issue. The man at the auto shop was able to read the code, but was not able to find much information about it. So I called the auto shop in Fairfax where I had originally purchased the car to ask them what the code meant and, more importantly, whether it was safe to drive the car for an extended distance. They told me that the code meant something was wrong with the electrical supply to the battery and that it was advisable to get it checked before attempting to drive the car much further.
I went to three different Kia auto shops in the Dayton area after that. The first one was so heavily booked that they could not spare a technician to look at the car. The second could not provide services for hybrids. The third also had no hybrid technician, but the people there agreed to look at the car and attempt to fix the issue if it did not specifically require a hybrid specialist. These three shops were all at least a half-hour’s drive from each other and added an appreciable amount of distance to my traveling mileage. In addition, I was driving from one to another in a state of wearing suspense as to whether the car would hold up while going from one shop to the next.
Happily, the technician at the third shop who looked at the car was able to fix the problem and I was told that it was safe to continue the trip. There followed a curious type of haggling that probably is possible only in the American Midwest. The cashier offered to charge me a bare minimum for the repair, and he seemed embarrassed to be asking even for that trifling amount. I, on the other hand, knew that the technician had spent the better part of an hour working on the car, and I wanted to ensure that he was compensated for the time he had expended. We eventually came to a compromise approximately midway between the price he was asking and the full price of the labor – so that the end result was similar to that of the traditional bargaining ritual; it’s just that in this case the roles were reversed, with the buyer trying to raise the price and the seller to lower it.
By this time, of course, it was well into the afternoon, and traffic in the meantime had mounted up. There was a considerable delay in Indiana on account of an accident that necessitated a lane closure, and another one, less severe, approaching Chicago from the highway from Gary. I did gain an hour when I entered the Central Standard Time zone; but, even so, it was late afternoon when I checked into the hotel.
I managed to check on some news items and get some statistics that day. The principal events were the temporary hold placed on the Johnson and Johnson vaccine and the continued unrest in the Minneapolis area.
The FDA ordered the hold placed on the J&J vaccine because six people – about 1 in a million of those who received the vaccine in the U.S. – developed blood clots after receiving the dose, which in one case proved fatal. The AstraZeneca vaccine has had a similar issue, and the two vaccines share a similar technology. Both of them are viral-vector vaccines, which introduce a coronavirus gene into the body using a genetically engineered common-cold virus. At this point it is unknown whether the blood clots could be related to this technique; but it certainly seems advisable to pause on the vaccines’ usage while the matter is being investigated. Two salient features are to be noted: first, that the impact on the vaccine rollout is not severe, since the majority of the vaccines distributed in the U.S. are Pfizer and Moderna; and second, that the FDA was able to implement this decision without any interference from the Biden administration. The president has said repeatedly that he will defer to medical experts in matters in such as these. This situation is the first test of such an assertion, and he has shown himself to be a man of his word.
In Minneapolis, as residents are following the trial of Derek Chauvin, the ex-policeman responsible for the death of George Floyd, another “incident” occurred, in which a young African-American was shot by a policewoman after his car was pulled over for expired tags. The details are still unclear – whether, for instance, he was making some sort of resistance or threatening gestures. Kim Potter, the officer in question, claimed that she was reaching for her taser and pulled out her Glock in error. It’s difficult to know how much credence can be placed on this account. A taser and a Glock differ both in size and in weight, but the differences are not enormous and it is conceivable that one could be mistaken for the other in an emergency situation – though one would not expect such an error to occur from an experienced officer who has had training in handling weapons. At all events, this recurrence of a black youth being shot by police merely on suspicion has exacerbated the tensions in the area still further, leading to more rioting. Ironically, Brooklyn Center, where the episode occurred and where much of the damage has been caused, has a large number of African-American residents, who thus are among the greatest sufferers from the looters.
4/14
I met with DS in the mid-morning to the afternoon, where again we were pleased at the opportunity to meet in person again. We talked about old times and about plans for future meetings. And, of course, the topic of COVID figured largely in our discussion. In both his case and mine we have been spared from the ravages of the virus. His daughter contracted it some months ago, but it was a mild case and has had no appreciable after-effect on her health. He has a close friend, however, who had to be placed on life support and is now scheduled to have a lung transplant. The prospect of getting a lung transplant is a frightening under the best of circumstances; in the current situation, with hospitals still short of supplies and staff, and the ever-present risk of further infection, it is positively nightmarish. We may be emerging from the pandemic, but the crisis is not over yet.
DS was obliged to depart after we had met for a few hours, and I had the latter part of the afternoon to myself. The hotel where I was staying is not in Chicago itself but in a suburb called Orland Park. I had originally planned to drive to Chicago to enjoy the sights of the city (Chicago is one of the best walking cities in the country), but after the experience of the day before I had no desire for any further driving. Instead, I walked in the streets of Orland Park itself. It consists of large avenues with an abundance of shopping centers on nearly every block, so that a resident probably can perform about 90% of his shopping needs within a ten-minute radius by car. There is no denying that the residents in suburbs like these (and they are fairly common in the Chicago metro area) enjoy a great deal of comfort and prosperity. But the overall effect is rather dreary. Part of the reason for this is the landscape. There are few significant hills that require contouring of the roads, and consequently the road designers have chosen the line of least resistance, setting the roads in a uniform grid pattern. The main arteries are long, broad, and straight, all of them with a continual flow of traffic – not enough to cause significant congestion, but the cars are endlessly coming and going. One must use caution in going across them, for few of them have designated crosswalks. Sometimes drivers would coming speeding along a driveway or side-street and then come to a screeching halt in surprise upon seeing a specimen of that rarest species of wildlife: a pedestrian.
The residential blocks interspersed between the main north/south and east/west arteries are pleasanter. They are sufficiently distanced from the main drags so as to be spared the noise of the traffic. The homes are solidly built, many of them handsome, and all of them spaced well apart. Several of the houses are range-style. There are a few well-laid parks with plenty of facilities for children, and I was pleased to see that several children were playing together in them. An elderly person with mobility issues would probably find such a setting ideal, living in a house with no staircases and in a neighborhood whose sidewalks contain scarcely any elevation gain. The absence of hills and of trees would grate on me in the long run. I do not mean to imply that the area is a treeless desert. There are indeed several trees in these neighborhoods, but there is usually quite a distance between one and the next, and there is no undergrowth. In the DC metro area one is continually aware that the area was once dense forest and one is continually coming across little walkways that connect neighborhoods that are shaded by the tree canopy. A living area like this one would not suit me at all. But tastes differ.
4/15
The drive back was uneventful, but it is very long and left me little time to do anything else except to stop at a store to restock the larder, prepare dinner, and go over the mail that accumulated in my absence.
I listened on the radio during the drive to various news items. The trial of Derek Chauvin is in its final stage. The defense rested its case today and Chauvin himself declined to testify, pleading the Fifth Amendment. He certainly has the right to do so, but I’m somewhat surprised that his defense lawyers did not advise him that his refusal to say anything will make a bad impression on the jury. Perhaps they fear that the jurors’ impression would be even worse if he were to speak at full length.
Lawmaker Rick Roeber has resigned from his position in the Missouri House of Representatives. In light of the fact that his children have accused him of sexually abusing them, his choice of wording for explaining this decision of his is somewhat unfortunate: “I want to be closer to my family.”
People are generally much more optimistic than before, with some reason. At this point about 198 million vaccine doses have been administered in the U.S. Of the total population, 37.9% has received at least one dose and 23.6% has been fully vaccinated. Of the adults over 65, about 80% have received at least one dose and about 63.7% have been fully vaccinated. Vaccines are now available in nearly all states to everyone over 16. The economic situation is improving in proportion to the amount of people getting vaccinated. The unemployment claims in early April have gone down by 193,000, the largest decline since August, 2020. The current number is now about 576,000, the lowest figure since 13 months ago, when the pandemic started. Several people have saved money by staying indoors most of the time and refraining from travel, and now as the danger of infection is waning they are beginning to spend it, stimulating the economy at a greater rate than previously expected. Retail sales alone have gone up more than 9% in March. The stock market has reached a new high. Treatments for those who come down with the virus are improving. The average 24-hour mortality rate has been under 900 for two weeks, the lowest since October.
There are a few caveats. The recent spike in COVID infections is not large, but it is noticeable and it continues to rise. The group chiefly affected contains adults between 18 and 30 – those who are least likely to have been vaccinated. It is not certain that the vaccines can contain all variants. The CEO of Pfizer has indicated that a booster shot may be necessary some months after receiving the second dose and that the vaccine may have to be taken annually, instead of once as originally was hoped. So all is not rose-color, although hopes run high.
Statistics for 4/13, 10:00 PM – # of cases worldwide: 138,006,921; # of deaths worldwide: 2,971,238; # of cases U.S.: 32,070,784; # of deaths; U.S.: 577,179.
Statistics as of 4/14. 8:00 PM – # of cases worldwide: 138,820,156; # of deaths worldwide: 2,984,901; # of cases U.S.: 32,149,223; # of deaths; U.S.: 578,092.
Today’s statistics as of 9:30 PM – # of cases worldwide: 139,670,800; # of deaths worldwide: 2,999,246; # of cases U.S.: 32,224,139; # of deaths; U.S.: 578,993.