Well, there’s enough to tell that a Pre-Petit column seems like a good idea. Murphy didn’t know whether to call it a Paddock Poop or a People and Places. It started out as more of the latter. But then his assistants started calling with rumblings around the paddock, so we’re going to make this Paddock Poop 23. We’ll get to those rumblings in due course.
The Bear took a trip earlier this month, east to Colorado, then back to his cave East of Eden via Phoenix and Los Angeles. It was time to visit mama Bears before the snow flies in the Rockies. Sin city – Las Vegas – is a one day drive from Monterey Bay, about seven hours, and most – but not all – on freeways. Our route took us south to Paso Robles, then east on California State Route 46 past the James Dean monument at Chalome, the James Dean Memorial Intersection at State Route 41 and through the oil fields in Kern County. Once upon a time, an independent oilfield operator called Belridge Petroleum was acquired by Shell Oil Company for $3.6 billion. That was criticized as an unbelievably high cost at the time. Quaint, isn’t it? Driving through those Kern County fields brought back memories for Murphy’s friend, who worked in these fields as a management consultant in the eighties. Forests of horsehead pumps, some idle now, in the Lost Hills field, in Midway-Sunset, in Kern River, and in Elk Hills produced one percent of the world’s oil output as recently as 1999. These are high-cost steam injection fields. You have to wonder if today’s high crude prices will lead to the re-opening of capped wells. Anybody out there know what else Elk Hills is famous for? Oh, and about James Dean’s last drive. Murphy was wrong when he wrote that the actor was on his way to Laguna Seca. He was actually on his way to a race at the Salinas Airport. Laguna Seca hadn’t yet opened. (more…)

Murphy is back home in the land of fruits and nuts, though he’s thinking after his trip and some of the goings-on elsewhere that others could lay claim to that title.
The car is all gassed up and Murphy’s hitting the road for Las Vegas and Aspen tomorrow, but thought he should put out a bit of Paddock Poop before he left. Every time the Bear thinks things might have simmered down a bit, they all blow up.