Thursday, November 6, 2014

2014 – 08 – 30&31: Day 39 and 40 – Road Trip Across the USA - route 6 east – across the plains


From Fort Morgan Colorado 
To McCook Nebraska

Distance traveled   192 miles

Sunny skies on the way to Sterling
Today is the first day of the Labour Day Long weekend
I spent the early part of the morning updating my journal
notes and then wrote out the list of towns on route 6 that are on today’s agenda.  Then it was time to pack and get ready for another day on the road. 
  

I was so delighted to look out the window and see clear blue sunny skies! 

abandoned cabin in the fields
When driving in the plains you look for distraction from the wide open stretches.  I particularly enjoyed the occasional abandoned cabins.  



Wide open vista on the plains




After several days driving mountainous winding roads it feels strange to be once again on the flat plains.  The town elevation markers though indicate that this area is still quite high above sea level.  (5000 + feet).   



Grazing cattle
There are lots of corn fields and cattle pastures and the biggest vertical images are the grain silos. 








Old Town Sterling
The morning drive to Sterling went very smoothly.  The road markings for where route 6 split off from I-76 were easy to follow and from there it was simple to stay on the right highway.  

In Sterling I stopped for lunch at McD’s and checked my messages.   



route 6 is never far away from the railway


After lunch I continued east on route 6 through several small towns, lined up like pearls along the strand of the railway.
Town Hall in Fleming







I passed through quaint quiet towns with bits of history there for the observant bypasser to enjoy, like this town hall with retro fitted doors and windows that I spotted in Fleming.

Grain elevators in Holyoke





Further down the road, I passed through Holyoke, whose claim to fame is the “tall grain elevators”







Rolling hills and creek as I cross into Nebraska





I crossed into Nebraska.  There is not a huge difference in the landscape but I did notice that there are more rolling hills and valleys and there seems to be more streams. 



Main Street Imperial





A break in the scenery is when I drive through another town.  this one is called Imperial



A colourful image, like farm equipment on display, gives the eyes a rest from the unending fields of pasture and crops.



Old time country store with modern touches





In Enders I spot this reminder of a bygone era. 







Then just a bit further along the road is  Enders Reservoire State Recreation Area.   A man made lake and blue waters is a lovely spot to stop and enjoy a stretch break before driving on. 



Frenchman Creek




The next stretch of road with rolling lands and streams reminded me of childhood books I read about early pioneers and even the TV series "Little house on the Prairie"  



Wauneta was a pleasant town and here I discovered a piece of American history.  This old mill remained in use until the 60's the sign said. 

Leaving Wauneta I saw the time zone change sign just east of the town limits.  Now I am back into the central time zone.  This reminded me to check where the mid-way point of route 6 is.  I looked on line and was unable to find the answer.  Do you know where it is?

Palisades is where I discovered this classic from the old west. 















My sense of smell today is overwhelmed with the smell of green things growing.  Every time I step out of the car I can smell the corn fields, the cut grass and the hay.  This is still considered semi desert because of the low amount of rainfall, but there are signs of irrigation everywhere so they must be tapping into an underground water source.

The day got progressively warmer.  At one point the car’s gauge showed 35C. 

When I stepped out of the car, or rolled down the window to get a better, less glare, view for a picture, I could feel the reflected heat rising up from the ground.  A part of me wonders how that will affect my camping tonight.

Route 6 merged with 34 coming into McCook. Here I started looking for Karrer Park where I had information leading me to expect free camping provided by the town. 


Barnett Park in McCook
The first park though pretty was one of those that close at 11pm so that was not it. 









The next one was the correct one.  Not only is the camping free, there are electrical outlets supplied and even showers!   I can hardly believe that comfort for a free camp site. 



I only see 6 camp sites and at the moment (7:15pm)  there are 4 of us here right now, so either it is a well-kept secret or people arrive late.    I have a lovely shady spot and notice that the temperature was only 30C in the shade. 

On the other side of the trees there are the train tracks.  I hear a train passing by, but the foliage is so thick that I can just barely detect movement through the gaps.  So maybe my sleep will be interrupted by train sounds, but that is just part of the adventure and only a tiny discomfort.  The temperature has already dropped as the sun it setting

I had a chat with the couple in the next camp site and they told me that last night it got quite chilly, so chilly in fact that they had to put on the heat.  So I guess tonight may be a double sleeping bag night and I will pull out my fleece sweater just in case as well.

I think that this is the perfect place to stay for a day or two of rest from road travel.  I can spend some time getting photo editing done and just relax and unwind.  Maybe a visit to the town McD’s for some internet time, or shopping at Walmart if I feel so inclined, or drive back over to the park with the lovely ponds and fountains.  Yes this is a lovely spot. 
Day off – no traveling 
Distance traveled   0 miles

I stayed at the camp ground most of the day just relaxing and taking a break from driving.  Time to read, and play some Sudoku.  Time to edit some pictures and catch up on some notes.

I am enjoying the sounds of the occasional train.  They bring to mine the "I love Lucy" episode where they travel across  America and are kept awake by the rumbling of passing trains.  

Luckily the trains here don't run at night and of course the sounds of the clackety clack and steam whistle are  much more nostalgic in the day time than when they interrupt your sleep.   I am reminded of the night my sister Anita and I stayed at a motel right beside the train tracks on our adventure to Yellow Stone Park.  We were woken up several times and felt sleep deprived in the morning

Renate Dundys Marrello
2014 - 08 - 30 & 31  


 

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