Caravan Continuations

By the stroke of midnight on Tuesday I had successfully navigated rush-hour traffic in Cincinnati and Cleveland, dropped back into "long-haul" mentality and found myself on a bridge over Old Man River. I was thinking that maybe St Louis would be a place to stop and get a drink at a blues club with well dressed patrons swizzling martini glasses of gin while thick wafts of cigarette smoke and muted trumpet danced the in stale air. But it was only Tuesday after all
and the enthusiasts of musical soul dripping save the two ended candle burning for select nights and I wasn't about to cruise for troubles unknown. I decided to keep to the highway and drive till I was tired which ended up being quite a few miles more than I envisioned.
Kansas City came by 2am I was all the while station surfing passing in and out of the different broadcast strengths and signals trying to make sense of just pieces of news stories and opinions till I got tired by 4am and pulled off to sleep in my van. The platform that I built behind the passenger seat proved to be quite comfy and warm with the blankets and sleeping bag I brought. I picked the last spot on the left in the bank of spaces at a rest area, you know if you were facing the building with the toilets with the side walk in front. Loud noises roused me a couple of times those air brakes on 18 wheelers can sound like a banshee when your in dream sleep. I finally got up about 8 and hit the road kinda tired I hit up the next Travel America truck stops and chowed down on the cheap breakfast buffet ($5.95) and expensive coffee ($2.19) filled my tank and my tires, checked the oil and the trans fluid and I was off.
The Scenery driving though Kansas leaves something to be desired if your frame of reference is forest and trees. But if you think about it for what it would be without the corn farms and ranches then its an amazing track of land like nothing else on earth. Sun beaten and battered by the never ending breezes coming down from the as yet unseen mountains and all the while there is a slight incline up driving east to west. The long rolling hills with a gentle up and down with a peak and valley taking minutes to traverse at 70mph. I decided not to stop and see the "World's Largest Prairie Dog" which I had been seeing signs for since that morning all the way along the highway about ever 50 miles.

enough for now. another post to come tomorrow.