Well it’s time to return to the road and head home to Canada. David, Kathy, Naida, Brenden and Radar(the dog) were up early to see us off. After looking forward to our visit for so long, it’s over all too soon. Brenden now is the tallest in the family, and next summer Naida will be touring to see which University she will attend in under two years. Where oh where did the time go?
The car was packed by 9 a.m. ( the suitcases now heavier from the previous day’s shopping) and it was time to go. It had rained overnight but the morning felt pleasant at +16. Little did we know that was to be our daytime high. As we drive north into Oklahoma, the trees have fewer leaves, unlike Dallas where they are still in leaf for the most part. The wind becomes very strong and we see the semi drivers having a time keeping their rigs in their lane. Our temperature guage tells us it’s getting colder. At one point, we hit 6+ C about mid day.
We definately have developed what I call the rythmn of the road….everything from packing, to loading the car, setting the nav system, entering the odometer reading for the day and settling in for the drive. Both of us have different things that peak our interest as we drive along. Brian is looking for the unusual and I’m looking at the flora and fuana…..and also for the sign of the day. We have divided the trip home into 400 mile sections and should be home Nov 30 in the afternoon.
As we have driven through Oklahoma and Kansas we have seen some interesting landscapes. As we neared our evening destination of Emporia, Kansas, we drove through miles and miles of open prairie…no fences…no cattle. As it turns out, we were driving past the “Tallgrass Prairie National Preserve.” in the Flint Hills area of Kansas. It truly is unspoiled and hauntingly beautiful.
We’ve settled into the room and our “hotel” ritual. Usually it entails setting our route for the following day, booking a hotel and deciding where to go for dinner. After dinner I usually write here on the blog while Brian watches TV. It seems we have developed a “new normal”
We can expect to wake to frost…and our scraper is no where to be found. Guess we’ll be doing a bit of shopping at the next gas station.
Thanks to the Ast Family for a great visit