We are 30 miles from the Missouri border in Moran, Kansas. I know we should all be thankful for the bread basket of the country and all that, but we went past some of the numerous cattle feed lots, in the open car, and I can safely say it would gag a maggot. I can only think that the folks that live near these things must have had their sense of smell shot off in the war.
Kansas has been, well, interesting. It varies between flat and very flat with incredibliy green fields, with lots of cattle. Some on a green back ground,(grass), and some on a brown background,(see paragraph above). The rest is all corn or wheat. That's it. If there's a little land that's not suitable for cattle or crops, they put small groups of people there and name these places after Eastern European relatives and call them towns. Interesting concept. My co-pilot and tour director(Peg), managed to book us into yet another stellar B&B for which I am eternally greatful.
Tomorrow we enter Missouri, or as some would call it Missoura. We are leaving Kansas on our own. No, we haven't been asked to leave.
The car continues to operate flawlessly within it's full operating range, Mike. It continues to get 24+ MPG even with the luggage rack piled rather high and the supercharger scaring wildlife along the route. We have managed to collect several pounds of windshield salad, so fear not, there will plenty to go around at the 4th of July Mile Hi Cobra Club picnic.
Stay tuned.
2 comments:
Windshield salad sounds fantastic. Throw some in the glove box and we'll cook it up on our single burner stove in CT... or you could take out a cow....throw that on the luggage rack and we could have filet...but really, whichever you prefer is fine with us.
Thanks for sharing Kanas with me as I have never had the pleasure of the experience and know I hope I never will. Enjoy your trip and keep the rubber side down
Matt
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