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I rode down the avenues of Salt Lake City to my “F” Street destination. Large stately mansions lined the streets on the way. Just a mile from the Convention Center, this hostel would be a great location for my week
As I passed along the Oregon Trail, where you can still see covered wagon tracks in some places, I had the sensation of what it might have felt like to journey across country in that manner. The speed was slow.
It was gratifying beyond measure for this long time crusader to see kids and their middle aged parents gathered together in the park on a rainy day chanting: “No more coal, no more oil, keep the carbon in the soil!”