I love driving. I love crossing Kansas and heading for Colorado.
I've mentioned before how, when I hit the Flint Hills, my mind goes to the early settlers and how I drone on and on about their struggles (don't get me started)...
It's a 10/11 hour drive from my house to RMNP, depending on stops. I normally leave early and drive it in one day. I hop on I-70 and zoom... This time I didn't leave till noonish and didn't have reservations for that evening. Funny how reservations dictate a vacation.
When I drive to NM, I never take the interstate and always see interesting things. When I head for RMNP, all I've got on my mind is getting there. I tend to forget possible sights on the way.
I stopped in Goodland, Ks for the evening. A place I think of as "windy". Either hot wind, in the summer or cold in the winter. I would barely venture away from the I-70 exit, stopping only for gas or food.
This time, I checked into a motel for the evening and headed toward town for something beside highway food.
I was delighted by this town. Brick roads and all sorts of fun things to take pics of, but it was late and the sun was almost down and I still had dinner to think of. I live in the Kansas City area and restaurants stay open, but in smaller towns, I've found that they close up earlier.
By the time I finished dinner it was completely dark outside. I headed back to the motel, but vowed to stop back in Goodland on my way home from RMNP.
I did and was delighted by some of the shots I got.
Cars pose for pics...animals don't!
...and isn't it fun just to drive??? to get off the main highways??? not worry about reservations somewhere??? just go where the wind takes you???
I always vow to take a vacation to no where...