We had to get to Nebraska. Why? Well, I like Nebraska for one thing. It is sort of on the way since we are going to Winona Minnesota, and it is where the Harold Warp Pioneer village is, and it looked like an easy ride.
Leaving out from our lodging at Lamar Colorado and
connecting with 385 it was north bound through the grid roads of eastern
Colorado, with a right turn into Kansas at highway 36.
This is pretty sparse dry country. Wheat is grown out here
and once in Kansas there were fields of some corn that was not knee high by 4
of July. In this dry country, even the cows were tired of the place, and were
standing together at the fence line, hoping the ride to the meat case came by
soon.
After that right turn into Kansas one of the first things
you notice is that this is Christian Taliban territory. Billboards of a very
white jesus dot the forsaken landscape.
In the tree covered forests of the west coast Big Foot wants
you to believe.
And jesus wants your trust. Big Foot and Jesus should team up. Jesus also likes to hide in the
wheat. That cannot be good for the yield.
This proposition would overturn the Kansas Supreme Court's
decision of 2019 that made abortion a “Fundamental Right”. I just hope we can
get out of this place before the Kansas Taliban rules women can no longer
operate motor vehicles.
The road we needed to take to Nebraska out of Kansas highway
183, had a detour. I thought I had met the detour requirements, but after a 20
or so mile run down a road that took us within 6 miles where we needed to be,
we discovered that the road was indeed closed, and had to turn back, and it was still 103 degrees.
I could feel the Taliban breathing down my neck so on the
return to the official “DETOUR’ I stepped OHMS up to about 90 mph. Let me tell
you that in the 103 heat, running 90 felt cool. OHMS even quit fanning herself
and was chomping at the bit for more throttle.
Once reaching the official DETOUR it must have taken us another 40 miles out of our way, and the temperature varied from 104 to 99.5. I had drank so much electrolyte that by the time we turned north to Nebraska I was fine. I could have taken another 100-mile wrong turn and would have been okay.
This time OHMS took us right to our lodging in Kearney Nebraska.
Food was a ½ mile away, over an overpass over I-80. Kearney , has Uber and we got Trixie going in, and a smoker going back. Tips were adjusted according, and the food at Cunningham's Journal On The Lake was excellent.
Our hotel for two nights has a pool. The pool is full of
water, and so is the hot tub. We enjoyed both bodies of water, and we had both to ourselves.
The big reason to travel to Kearney is the Harold Warp Pioneer Village, Located just down the road in Minden Nebraska
The village is the landing spot for just about everything you can imagine. From hundreds of cars, trucks, farm equipment, tools, airplanes, trains, musical instruments, and be forewarned two accordions.
We spent hours there taking in as much as we could. We
probably did not see everything, but they do have a RV Park, and this could be
a spot to stay when I come back in the early spring to see the Sandhill Cranes, that stop here on the Platt River on their way, to wherever Sandhill Crane's go
for the summer.
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