Dorothy, we're DEFINITELY not in Boston anymore

Ten Legs and a Tail

Highway signs:

Military academies
Fireworks
Guns and Ammo
Smoke Shops
Adult "whatever"

Long day today.  Many many miles.  We started outside of St. Louis, rode through Kansas City and ended in a dusty Kansas town called Salina.  It's Lonesome Dove country.  We're waiting for Augustus McRae to saunter around the corner any minute. And one thing is for sure. We are NOT swimming in any rivers.  If you haven't read Lonesome Dove, pick it up.  We're agreed.  It's a top 10 book.

The hair-raising moment of the day. Gas Stop:  A woman holding a gas nozzle in her hand, spewing gasoline in the aisle next to ours.  And yes, we have a propane tank in the rig. More heart palpitations.  Justine and Annie ran for help.  No-one cared so we got in the rig and ran for our lives. Thankfully, no explosion in our rear view mirror.

Comic relief.  Nicky's brilliant response to Annie's texted picture of the camper and her bed above. Mom says, okay we're still in Missouri.  Nicky says... have fun, you should clean up your room.

Only stop for the day was a short stop in Kansas City to check in on some family history.  This is where my great grandfather built a life and a family business, now run by my brother, Steve.








Tomorrow 430 miles.  Denver or Bust!!  Sleeping in real beds, eating real food and kissing our loved ones.