Date: 7/15/13 Time
Zone: CDT
Location: Paducah KY
Travel Leg of journey: 38 Day
of journey: 73
Miles traveled today: 485 Miles
traveled since departure: 11,136
Percentage of travel completed: 101%
U.S. states visited today: KS, MO, IL, KY
Critters observed today: 1 fox [four legged]
Nancy & I have always loved to travel. And traveling by
car or our motor home has been a frequent mode of ours. We have ventured to the
most distant parts of all four corners of the US, and virtually everywhere in
between. And on this trip we went to the very end of the westernmost numbered
road in the US, a road in Homer Alaska that is very nearly on the same latitude
as the Hawaii Islands!
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Homer AK nearly due north of Hawaii |
After all this travel in our great country, I have
reflected on it, and have an opinion [imagine that] that I would like to share:
there is not much of our land east of the Mississippi River that is worthy of
visiting more than once. Out West is where it’s at! For there, you have
towering mountains, many that are snow covered year-round. There are raging
rivers, high plains, the Grand Canyon, deserts, vast forests, mysterious rock
formations and even rumbling volcanoes. And then Out West there is the western
flavor to good old Americana: cowboys and, yes, Indians, what is left of Route
66, gold mines, ghost towns and old Spanish architecture. Just consider our
last jaunt through The West. We crossed the border into Washington and passed
over the bridge at the majestic Grand Coulee Dam. The road opened into a vast
expanse of farmland, wheat fields as far as the eye could see, more wheat
fields than Iowa cornfields. But this may not be fair to Iowa, for out here
there are rolling hills. And once at the crest of a hill, someone has moved the
horizon back, and you can actually see a much greater distance. The wheat
fields of Washington soon became the fields of future McDonald’s French fries,
as the vastness was now filled with endless potato plants in Idaho. We spent
the night in Coure D’Alene ID and started east on
I-90. This mountainous road leading toward Missoula MT may
be the loveliest stretch of highway that we have traveled in the US. [This is
interesting, since the previous highway to be so characterized by us is also in
Idaho, US 93 from Butte to Sun Valley]. Montana brought us more open space
views, big sky, with fields of cattle, not crops. Farther on we entered Utah
with its Great Salt Lake off to the west, and traveling eastward from Salt Lake
City we passed through the mining region and into high desert, then open dry deserts
near the fabulous canyon lands and Moab. Eastward still into Colorado, we
passed through towering rock canyons formed eons ago by the Colorado River
alongside I-70. Then onward and upward into the Rocky Mountains, where our 400
HP engine had her tongue hanging out by the time we crested the 11,000 foot
pass at the Eisenhower tunnel entrance. And down we drove into the flat lands
of eastern Colorado and Kansas with still more farmland. It is about here every
time that I start getting bored as I drive, as the terrain remains essentially
unchanged and uninspiring for hundreds of miles. But then, there is something
really weird about I-35, which we recently crossed, the Interstate highway
running north-south and dissecting the country. We have crossed it many times
and it is nearly the same effect wherever we have crossed it, whether near
Dallas, Kansas City or Minneapolis. It is as if the Master Artist has painted
the landscapes on the west side of I-35 in brown tones [all the way to the west
coast], but then on the east side, has chosen a green palette for His works for
the remainder of the travel. But, entering the land of green trees and grass is
very nice indeed. So, if you have not yet driven much Out West, you should surely
put it on your bucket list. And enjoy the ride.
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