Thursday, October 3, 2013

Out in the wilds, in Kansas

...........Kansas?

Well, it is not exactly Pioneer Pass, where we had to drive up a steep winding road, and nobody was within miles of us. Or the Gila National Forest, again all by ourselves in a campground. Or, or, or, well you get the idea.

I mean, when thinking about a camping road trip, do your thoughts immediately and automatically go to .........Kansas?

Neither do ours.

Yet here we are, camping in Kansas.

Clearly, we are not in Utah, or Southern California, or in Colorado, New Mexico, or Washington, but this state is part of our country too.

We left Fort Collins, Colorado, this morning, with our first destination being Stillwater, Oklahoma, where I spent my wonderful childhood. But to get there, we decided on a couple of stops, one being Scott Lake State Park in Kansas.

This park is slightly over a square mile in area, small by our usual standards of where we stay.

We arrived to find it virtually empty, a common occurrence for us for state parks in the off season. There are several campgrounds here, and the one that has electricity for campers has a lot of action. But with our solar panel we don't need electricity, so we went to a different campground where we are alone with only the very VERY loud sound of insects in the trees. It is great.

We decided to stay two days, giving us a day to hike the trail that circles the lake. Looks like a fairly long hike, so that will be fun, and different.

We also hoped that by dawdling a bit, the Banana Republicans who are sore losers and can't accept that Romneycare was passed into law and found to be constitutional will be forced by their constituents whose jobs are tanking to do their jobs and pass a budget that will open the parks and forest campgrounds. So much of their talk is really disguised racism, and we all know it. Makes me sick.

But it means that the National Parks and so on that we love are closed, so we are coping by looking for other places to stay. It is an inconvenience for us, but we will be fine. We have healthcare. We want everyone to have this as one of their inalienable rights. Stand your ground Obama and Democrats.

So here we are, being serenaded by locusts and crickets, alone once again in a campground, being eaten alive by flies. Vicky was unfamiliar with this sound, yet as I explained to her, this is the sound of my childhood--loud insects coming out at night to serenade. We are now in the Midwest, a strange new land for Vicky, but my old home. We are loving it.



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