When I saw mighty Mo off at the Amtrak Station at 3:00 AM, I had no idea that a Hurricane named Irene would keep me from seeing her for an extra week.
Strangers have left on longer trains before, but Mighty Mo was no stranger to trains, and took the California Zephyr all the way to Chicago. In the windy city she caught another train to New York City, (the one in New York), where she met up with Mason who was on his first trip to the Big Apple, and en route to spending a week with King Crimson's Adrian Belew, Tony Levin, and Pat Mastellotto at a music camp in upper New York State.
Mighty Mo was there for a week-long yoga retreat in Rhinebeck, NY which happened to be in close proximity to Mason's music camp, so the timing was perfect... or so it seemed.
Kirsten left her cool and cozy California surf town to fly out to Utah and hang out with me in the hot, dry desert for a spelunking, wilderness hiking, salt flat sunset viewing adventure behind the Zion Curtain.
We all had a wonderful time doing our respective activities, and everything was going as planned until Hurricane Irene scared the knickers off of New York, and they evacuated many areas.
For the first time in history, NY city shut down the MTA - buses, cabs and subways - and the airlines canceled thousands of flights, leaving Mason and Mighty Mo stranded in Manhattan for many more days than planned.
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