I liked Denver a lot. It has a great vibe. I’m trying to figure out why and it all comes down to the people. People in Denver seem to enjoy life. Of course, location helps Continue reading Denver
We stopped in Ogallala, Nebraska, to see Boot Hill. I thought that was a place made up for cowboy movies, but it exists. In fact, there are many Boot Hills in many western towns. Continue reading Boot Hill, Cowboy Country, Nebraska
Our first night of camping was in North Platte, Nebraska, along the shore of a massive water reservoir called Lake Maloney State Recreation Area. It’s an honour system campground with no designated sites. If there’s a picnic table, it’s a site.
The weather was threatening most of the afternoon and there were thunderstorms in the forecast. We expected rain. Continue reading Camping on the Great Plains
The landscape in the mid-West is quietly spectacular. Day 3 of our trip was spent driving across Iowa, about 480 km (300 miles) from the eastern border to the western one. Continue reading Driving the Mid-West
Day one of our trip, we drove 800 km (500 miles). We live in south eastern Ontario and we’re going to the American southwest. It’s 2,850 km (1,775 miles) to Denver, the start of our Grand Circle.
The first five days of our trip are a dash diagonally across the content to reach Denver. For entertainment, we’re listening to audio books. We started with The Winter Vault by Anne Michaels. Her writing is nearly poetic, with lovely imagery in a historical context.
At one point, her protagonists are traveling. She expresses their passion for travel when she describes them unpacking their meagre belongings into a new adventure. She could be describing us.
I have often imagined myself standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon at sunset; I try to visualize the spectacular colours subtly changing as the sun edges lower toward the horizon. It’s a relaxing exercise for me. Continue reading Here we go…
Do we have the sleeping bags? Yes. Did you pack the hammer? I’m not sure, let me check. Do we really need to bring three coolers? Well, it’s hot where we’re going. Who will water the plants while we’re away? Ummm… Continue reading The chaos of departure
I used to just go and figure it out when I got there – like my first trip to Florida. Continue reading Anticipation – kicking off the adventure