
Rody
on the Work Site
Several
years ago solar electric systems connected to the grid (excess
energy flows back onto the utility grid to be used by other
consumers – yes, Auntie Mae the meter does spin backward) were
almost unheard of. Fast forward to the future, er, I mean today.
Solar electric systems have gone practically mainstream.
I mean, if mainstream includes hardware stores like Lowe,
retailers of ______ like Target and Wineries, for example.
Wineries ? are held up here because we just had the
challenging and ultimately rewarding experience of having a part in
the installation of a monumental system--by today’s standards and
GIGANTIC by the standards of the first people to toss their
Volkswagen batteries, candles and Patchouli oil out for a single
solar panel.
Bathing in Solar
Power
This
system, done in Sonoma County, consisted of 4032 solar panels (think
of several football fields covered by them) and is rated at about
700,000 Watts of power. That’s
a lot of electrons folks and nary a plume of fossil fuel exhaust or
radioactive particle in sight.
While this is all quite exciting Of course, the winery made
an economic choice and decided that this technology is a good long
term investment, the wine would still have been made with or without
the solar panels. Still,
that’s pretty big stuff. But, you ask yourself (or I just tell you
anyway) what if I (meaning you) didn’t have utility power?
Would the wine still get made?
Just so you know, I’m now using wine as an allegory for
life’s important stuff - Could’ve used music but it wouldn’t
have meshed as well. On with the show!
As I said before, in the old days you needed to
find a perfectly good used old Volkswagen battery and maybe some
sage. But times have
changed; you want a hot tub? OK. Full on, maxed out, they can hear
you on Mars, sound system? OK. High speed digital satellite internet
connection, Cuisinart massaging lounge chair, etc.? OK OK OK You can
have it all. Not only
just about everything, but anywhere.
Like for example in a remote and practically sacred place
like a certain rancho in Baja California, Mexico. In a place where the
maddening clamor and cacophony of consumerism died miles of dirt
road away with a whimper. You
can have the low hanging fruit without the barbs and thorns that
come with what is sometimes referred to as civilization.
What’s so civilized about it anyway? With proper planning
and implementation a person can choose to have the wine of life
without the umbilical cord of utility power.
At Rancho Secret Spot Baja, for example, I see the future
growth of solar power systems where the shimmering arrays of
photovoltaic panels provide clean, quiet and efficient power for
whatever may be desired. At
some point I see separate additional arrays springing up to bring
light, music and, of course, wine for others who have followed the
pull and tug of a life less ordinary to the shores of the Sea of
Cortez. These arrays
can actually grow organically to share with each node the power that
flows from the sun into a veritable micro-grid quite unlike the
burning, spewing, belching mega-grid left far behind! Just as it
should be!
******

Tonka
I’m
going to take a moment to acknowledge just one iota of the
immeasurable recognition, which is his due. March 2nd, my
birthday, my constant companion and best friend for nearly ten years...lost
his life. He died in my
arms and I’ll miss him forever.
It’s been said, "Let me be half the man my dog thinks
I am," and it’s never been truer.
Absolute, complete and unconditional devotion, loyalty and
forgiveness. Tonka
had grown into an amazing spirit.
He came into my life just when I needed him and shared the
most important events and times in my life from then on. A pat on the head, rub on the belly, a kind word or just to
be by my side was all he needed to be content.
How many humans can claim the ability to forgive without
reservation and find such fulfillment in the simplest of pleasures? We could all learn a lot. Tonka had an amazing ability to
connect with certain people. Through
direct eye contact, placing his paw on your leg, or with his or with
his amazing mood indicator ears he communicated in a unique and
altogether special way.
Although
he’s left, maybe to play fetch with shooting stars, I will always
wish that he was still with me, in my truck, waiting in the driveway
at our ranch, or pushing the door open with his nose to get in.
Tonka will always be a member of my family and I’ll have
him in my heart until the end. Tonka I love you - Thanks for being
with me while you could.
Rody