We made great progress today. I started driving just before St. Louis, and Fred snapped that nice pic of the arch in early morning. No traffic issues on a Saturday morning, but I was a bit sursprised to drive for over an hour and I was still in the St. Louis suburban sprawl. I will always remember the city for the infinite number of concrete bridges and the expanse of malls and truck stops.
Missouri was wonderfully brief - just under 250 miles. The country was scenic in a low key kind of way - rolling hills, reddish golden fields divided by pretty trees in their fall best. Scattered amongst the pastoral scenes were signs for the usual tourist stuff - Rest Stops, Truck Stops, Local Sights and Adult Stores.
That's when it struck...
We know now, having driven almost through the entire state of Kansas why Dorothy and Toto had such a great time in Oz. There was a teaser of pretty scenery just over the Missouri border, but that soon gave way to a stunning monotony of flat, flatter and flattest land I've seen in a while. We were both startled to see the great number of windmills in the middle of nowhere. They were about the only interesting thing west of Topeka on I-70. The snapshot on our sidebar truly does not do them justice.
Currently, we're 50 miles from the Colorado border, about 250 miles from Denver and about a gazillion miles from Moab, UT. Our plan is to continue our adventure, sliding into Moab at a convenient hour to enter the Arches National Park early, set up camp.
I see a shower in my future....
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