You might have noticed I didn’t get a post up last night
about lastest leg of the journey. It was a long day. We
started out the morning by heading back into Palo Duro Canyon for some
exploration. Stopping first at the
Visitor’s Center, we learned a bit about the formation and history of the
canyon. Mom did a little shopping; buying a new Texas purse, a gift and
books. But, she forgot to use her 15% off
coupon!
Daniel spent most of the time looking through the telescope
looking at the most popular rock formation for the Canyon, the Lighthouse. We never got close enough to it in person to
get a picture but the pictures we saw (and through the telescope) showed an interesting formation.
It was a beautiful canyon, but summer during a drought is
not the proper time to visit. It wasn’t
even 11 a.m. but the temperature had already climbed to 100 degrees. We passed over six low water crossings with
dry cracked earth. The wind was blowing
but felt hot and dry. Your mouth was
just parched thinking about it.
We jumped out of the car to visit a dugout replica of how
people lived when they settled the area.
The kids were not impressed with the idea of living basically in a cave. It was hard for them to imagine needing to live in the earth like that.
What they really wanted to do was go hiking and check out
the trails. We adults ruled the day and
vetoed hiking due to the harsh heat. But, we did stop and take lots of
pictures of the canyon.
After saying good bye to the canyon we continued our drive
into Amarillo where we stopped at a Chinese buffet. Wow, can these kids eat Chinese food. It’s a good thing we weren’t charged for the number of times they went back to get more food.
Since we were so close to the historic Route 66, I convinced
Dad (and it did take some convincing) that we should stop by and see the Cadillac
Ranch on Route 66. It was a great
example of “hippie art” - Caddies
sticking up out of the ground that you are encouraged to deface and vandalize. Strange, I know. But it is one of those cultural, Americana things we had to see since we were so close.
To sum it up - old cars sticking up out of the ground in the middle of
a dusty field, a hot wind kicking up dirt and the smell of spray paint in the
air. It was strange and weird but you
couldn’t help but look. We looked, took
pictures and headed back to the car.
What else did we see in Texas? More windmills. They were everywhere.
| More windmills in Texas |
| Say Hello to Oklahoma! |
While looking at the maps, I realized how close we were
driving to the panhandle of Oklahoma. It
was my bright idea that we should detour from our planned route to drive
straight up from Texas through the panhandle of Oklahoma into Colorado, then
cut over West to Pueblo. It didn’t look
any farther than our planned route. If I
ever want to detour again someone just tell me – Google Maps is your friend. Trust it to tell you the best route to your
destination. While the mileage wasn’t
much different, the roads were very different.
The one I chose had you driving 35 mph through every small town. It was “nice” to see a different part of the
region, but mighty frustrating to not arrive in Pueblo until 9 p.m. (which was 8 pm local time due to moving into
Mountain time).
| Packed in like sardines |
The plus side of the
drive, my mom volunteered to sit in the back with the kids. Bless you Mom. That saved my sanity today.
Did I mention the wild lightening storm as we drove through
Eastern Colorado? Crazy weather. And the kids denied we were actually in
Colorado since there weren’t any mountains!
We tried to explain that not all of Colorado was mountainous, but
finally gave up.
I would say all of us were a little frazzled after the long,
long day. Mom ran down to the motel
restaurant and brought us back margaritas. Not quite a Hacienda margarita, but
it was ok in a pinch. We made the educated decision not to go out to dinner,
but stayed in and ordered pizza. Dad ran
out to pick up some wine, dessert and napkins.
It was our best dinner of the trip yet.











