Center of the Western Hemisphere
Sep 23, 2007
|Next morning we drove to Coffee Beans and visited over coffee and scones. Torrey and Daryl are great conversationalists. Daryl is a journalist and was a career Air Force Intelligence Officer. He has a million good stories which he tells with wit and a keen sense of irony and history. Torrey has also lived in many places and the conversation never drags.
After coffee Daryl suggested we return to their house to exchange cars and then drive to Wausau where a friend of theirs has a piece in a show of Bird Art. We exchanged their SUV for Daryl's '64 Pontiac Grand Prix and headed for Wausau
. The car is in mint condition and drives beautifully
. The interior looks as though it just came off the showroom floor
, and it's a comfortable old muscle car that doesn't seem old at all.
The art museum in Wausau was closed, but we toured the gardens and Madolyn took pictures of the many fine pieces of animal sculpture.
Next on the agenda we decided to see if we could find a place near Wausau where the exact geographical center of the northern half of the Western Hemisphere is said to be located. With a little navigational help from Madolyn, Daryl drove a few miles south and west until we found it!
All the other 'center's of this and that are guesses based on a set of assumptions, but within the limits of earth axis wobble and chronometer accuracy this one should be right on. There is only one place where the 45th parallel can intersect the 90th meridian
Like the world's tallest structure in North Dakota, you find a lot of these things out in cornfields - or in this case, a soybean field
We stopped for lunch and then drove around a little more. We passed a lot of farms with big, glass lined Harvestore silos, and it turns out that Daryl's dad sold the steel to make the Harvestores to A. O. Smith back in the early fifties when both my uncle and mother were working there
. The world gets smaller every day.
We returned to their house for a great barbequed rib dinner, and then we sat around and listened to Daryl's tapes of music from the forties and fifties and sixties. He has an amazing collection and we heard popular and country classics, some of which I never thought I'd hear again. After all, how many people remember 'Transfusion' by Nervous Norvis or 'The Terror of Highway 101'?
We retired to our little hotel on wheels and had a good night listening to the occasional raindrops falling on the roof
. It's so lovely and peaceful here, and Torrey and Daryl have been such great hosts that we're going to hate to leave.
The next day we took a ride to Minocqua where Torrey is thinking about trying to find a gallery to carry her work
. On the way we stopped at a gallery in Rhinelander where she exhibits her work
and we liked it so much we bought a small woodcut for our motorhome and one of Torrey's bowls. Her glazes are beautiful.
We had dinner at one of Rhinelanders fine restaurants and stopped for some REAL frozen custard on the way home, and then it was a final evening of music and cat petting and conversation - all the things that make life worthwhile.