We have crossed three beautiful rivers on our way west. The Mississippi, the Ohio & the Missouri twice. Wonder how life would be if rivers had stayed our main source of navigating our country? Advertisements for Daniel Boone’s home remind me this rolling green farmland was once the wild frontier.
Yesterday was spent traversing the plains of Kansas while 25 mph winds buffeted the truck & the airstream. My search for small spots of beauty was rewarded at the rest area off I70 near Grand Junction. Walking Maggie lead to a gorgeous grove of cottonwoods near a stream. The stone farmhouse was just across the field. The wind was so fierce we could barely hear ourselves, but wild it was.
The Goodland Ks KOA was a beautiful respite from the road. An outdoor table under a cedar in their perennial garden was a delightful spot for tea & we found a colorful Mexican restaurant within walking distance. Downtown Goodland was dominated by the grain elevators & railroad. Not much else to see, except for the giant easel & the restored Mobil station. But we enjoyed everything Goodland had to offer before hitting I70 again this morning.
It feels good to be in CO even though it still looks a lot like KS. The High Plains, elevation 5000 ft) are one of the least populated areas in the US. We are 60 miles from Denver now & can see snow covered Pike’s Peak. Adventure awaits us; we’ll sleep in the Rockies tonight!