At the risk of being accused of blogorrhea I am making one last entry for this trip.
I am so glad I chose the route I did to return, even though it was slightly longer. I made it home in three days, putting 1,700 miles behind me. The forecast storm started at Emporia, Kansas, about two hours south of KC. The snow wasn't sticking but it sure was blowing! One of the scariest experiences in this weather is driving at 65 mph when a semi passes you, creating a wake of blinding snow behind it, leaving you with zero visibility. Yikes! Just after I left Amarillo this morning I encountered a fog as thick as pea soup. It lasted for about a hundred miles. That was a bit scary, too. I know I didn't miss anything interesting scenically -- the Texas Panhandle is about as exciting as plain oatmeal. Oklahoma is edenic by comparison. To be honest, I am not all that fond of long road trips. I could have flown to Phoenix and rented a car (as I have done several times before) but there is a lot I would have missed. This great land of ours is so vast and so varied. Despite the long hours behind the wheel it was worth it to experience the immensity and diversity of just this one small part of the American continent. Record cold is predicted now for much of the country. The snow on my deck is three feet deep, no doubt left over from the last storm. I can conjure up the memory of California sunshine and palm trees and of the Arizona desert to warm myself.
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