On the Road
There are many things to see in Washington DC but it is the memorials that hit home. Read story.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Yesterday's trip had taken me across the eastern half of Kentucky. Though as beautiful as the western half as I neared the Appalachians the land gradually turned from rolling hills and grassland to tree-covered foothills and finally mountains. Near Pikesville I was full on into the mountains and as I entered Williamson, West Virginia the sings that this was coal mining country were everywhere. Read story.
Monday, April 7, 2008
When I was a kid growing up in Cincinnati, we could look from the bluffs where the mighty Ohio River cut through across and see Kentucky on the other side. Read story.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
I opened the curtains to a welcome sight the next morning - clear skies. After 36 hours of never ending rain, I was looking forward to getting on the road again - to get an in depth look at the Ozark Mountains. Read story.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Almost without notice the geography has changed: what were small dips and gentle knolls in Kansas are turning into larger hills and deeper dips. I'm edging my way into the Ozarks, through towns such as Newkirk, Ponca City and Pawhuska. The driving is easy with little traffic on the road and the hills and valleys picturesque. The towns are equally picturesque. Read story.
Monday, March 31, 2008
It is just a handful of miles from Mullinsville to Greensburg, Kansas but far enough that the former was spared, the latter had been almost totally destroyed by an EF5 tornado - the strongest possible - on May 4, 2007, not quite a year earlier. Read story.
Friday, March 28, 2008
I'm beyond Dodge City, continuing east on an almost straight line, Kansas is a far wider state than it appears on the map and I'm sort of zoning out on the continuity of a landscape that is almost monotonous in texture - a succession of small towns, huge fields just beginning to be tilled and long flat plains on the horizon. Read story.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
After breakfast in Eads and my side trip to the Sand Creek Massacre historical site, I drop down to State Highway 400 to follow the Arkansas River valley east through Kansas. For most of the rest of the trip across America I'll be on local highways and back country roads, weaving my way through Oklahoma, Arkansas, Missouri, Kentucky and the Virginia states to Washington DC. Read story.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Heading east out of Denver, the sun was shining overhead but ahead of me, out on the Plains I could see the clouds building. Snow was ahead of me. It was time to turn south and drop below the worst of it. Read story.
Monday, March 24, 2008
The summer of 1951 was a big one for me. We were moving to California! As we neared Denver I couldn't wait to see the Rockies. Will the trip I'm on today meet those expectations? Read story.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
I've spent the night in Green River, Utah, a stone's throw off Interstate 70 and am on my way to Denver via the small mining town of Leadville. What would have taken the wagon trains several weeks will take me less than a half day on Highway 70, assuming I don't make any side trips. Read story.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Ancient nomads created the larger-than-life image perhaps as long as 7,000 years ago in the deep recesses of the Utah canyons, perhaps a response to a dying way of life. They form a body of rock art unsurpassed in the Southwest. Read story.
Friday, March 21, 2008
In a land where bedrock dominates the scene, and the landscape is so difficult to comprehend, the drive across Highways 12 and 24 provides an opportunity to build healthy relationships with the land. Read story.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Being used to traveling destination style, where the trip along the way is secondary to the travel itself, beginning a trip across America with no fixed points along the way and eleven days to head wherever I wanted before meeting my significant other in Washington DC, was a bit daunting. After all, there were a lot of choices. Read story.