Texas did itself proud yesterday, bidding us a brief farewell in a blaze of Bluebonnets. Thank goodness for Lady Bird Johnson, who inspired wildflowers along the medians of the state’s major routes.
Though Jim’s family lives five miles south of the Red River, and we’ve known each other going on eight years, I’d never seen it ’till we crossed into Oklahoma yesterday morning. Signage was scarce or nonexistent but we found our way North. Southern OK was pretty, hillier than I’d imagined.
Soon balmy temperatures and partly sunny skies gave way to fifty-degree weathers and electrical storms. We had planned to meet (we’re driving two cars) at a picnic area for sandwiches I’d made. So we stopped at a Braums in Pauls Valley for lunch. After lunch the skies cleared once again and we made it around a horrendously ugly, overgrown OK City. As we meandered into Kansas, Wichita looked like a lovely place which we hit right at rush hour and traffic was light and friendly, unlike the people honking at me in our home State of TX.
Just watch out for the KS Highway Patrol. Talk about efficient! No “stings” like when the Houston PD sets up several patrol cars under the Pierce with radar guns to catch unaware folks going 41 mph (rather than 40) going down a steep hill.
We’re at the juncture of 135 and I70 headed out to Denver and Cheyenne. We’re staying at an historic hotel tonight, not at a dump next to the back exit, overlooking warehouses and listening to the ice machine all night. That’s what people with dogs are relegated to.
First time in KS, CO and WY! Must get on the road now. Cheers! Dee
Cooking with Dee 