Dave’s Perspective: This morning erased some of the concepts I may of had about Kansas. As soon as I left town, I ran into some hills. Not big hills, but long sloping hills. Worked to get to the top and then sailed down the other side. Repeated that many, many times today. It was that way almost the entire way to Moline. After Cat and I had lunch, it was on to Longton. As I pulled into the parking lot at our motel, I heard thunder rolling around behind me. Just made it.
So what do I think about while riding along? Sometimes I do math and mind games. At this speed, how long will it take me to get where I want to be? Will I have enough left to get that last mile in? What if I go just a little bit faster? I look for wildlife. I wonder about the weather. And, of course, there is that whole world domination thing.
However, what I mostly think about is what is right around me. The hills, the fields, the rivers, the clouds, the fresh air, and stuff like that. I just enjoy the scenery as I roll by. I like the way it all comes together. Today I topped a small hill. The view was fantastic. There were green hills as far as I could see. In every direction. Green hills, blue sky, white clouds. For me, it does not get much better than that. No deep thoughts; just enjoy the beauty.
My mileage today was 59.3 miles, bringing the total to 1049.8 miles.
Cat’s Perspective :
Great morning, good weather, and a beautiful countryside. After breakfast Dave got off , and I headed out into the rural areas following the Trail of Quilts. It is not a real trail, but rather a compilation of addresses where people have built and displayed their Barn Quilts. It was fun to follow the roads, making turn after turn until finally the barn appeared. Some are large and others only 2′ x 2′. I ended up north of our 160 highway, so I followed the local paths until I found my way back. At the small town of Moline I visited the Largest swinging bridge, or the oldest. The Cherokee trail passed through there.
I found a nice looking motel in Longton. When I stopped no one seemed to be around until the maid drove in. The proprietor was there all along, but being hard of hearing didn’t come out to help me. I got our room and took our dirty clothes over to the laundry building only to have trouble with the dryer. The maid called for help, but by 11:00 our clothes weren’t dry. I laid them our in the room and headed back on the road to check on Dave since we had no phone service.
When I was only a mile or so out of Moline where Dave and I had planned to meet, we were able to call and receive calls to one another. He said he was at Third St. And Walnut St. I arrived at that intersection only to find no Dave. Amazing that a town as small as Moline has two Third and Walnut intersections. We finally found one another. We ate lunch at a nice cafe, and made our way to the motel 14 miles away in Longton; me in the car and Dave on his bike. Nap time now.