...and it's apparently one you're going to have to have, as I can't write more than a cursory update tonight. I hope (and plan) for more tomorrow.
It was an insane day today....drove for umpteen hours, made some wrong turns, ate terribly, and now Phoebe is asleep and I'm not feeling well, so have to get to bed immediately. But just so you know we're still here, still alive, still traveling, and still blogging (keep coming back--if for no other reason than to assuage my completely irrational fear that if I don't post daily, people will lose interest....)
We are in Hastings, Nebraska tonight, so you can look us up on the map. In the morning, we go to Fort Kearney and then west. Last night we were in Lawrence, Kansas, with no internet access. It is a Loooooooong way between those two points, and we're wiped out. Much has happened, many great photos, many Oregon Trail sites and stops, but no energy to write about any of them tonight.
Hopefully, a full report tomorrow. Phoebe has said she'll write some of the update, which is even better.
Hope you and yours are well, and stay tuned (and keep leaving comments!!)...
Robin
7 comments:
I chanced upon your site and was intrigued. I'll pop back in to see how the trip is going. Have fun!
Hey, intrepid travelers! You deserve a rest, and a good night of sleep. Westward ho! (BTW--I was looking at the map of the Oregon Trail that you posted here, and noticed that there was something called the "Unorganized Territory." I think that's where I'd go! Eat well tomorrow--Phoebe, that means you! Robin--that means you! (And I will join you from the homestead back east, as will the dogs.)
Oh--just one more thing, which I just know will be oh so interesting and thrilling to Phoebe: the Red Sox have lost their last two games, the Yankees have won theirs, and Mama is doing a major happy dance!!! (Heh heh heh!)
mama c--
too cool that you "chanced upon" the site! How did that happen? You're most welcome, in any case.
Ooh...we're branchin' out!
Robin
You gals are some travelers! In view of your sleepy selves, I'll just leave one important comment (and also to let you know that I do check in to the blog every day): GO YANKEES. (Sorry, I yelled.) Have fun, eat well, photos (?).
Hi there, travelers,
I am enjoying your blog very much, and will be sorry when I have to put it away when we go west (to Colorado Rocky Mtns and Sante Fe New Mex for July 23-Aug 5). By the time I return, you will probably have miles of travel and more blogging to read than I have time to catch up on!
I love all your details. As an ice cream lover, I notice a reference here and there to occasional ice cream treats you have been tasting. How about an ice cream record for this summer trip? Locations, flavors, quality ratings, other relevant comments?
Enjoy your travels!
Mary
I'm sorry to hear that you guys are exhausted. Driving out West always seems longer somehow. There's lots of land out that way, huh?
One summer, when I was driving around the Wyoming/Utah/Idaho area, I came to a sign that said, "Construction--use detour." Of course, being stubborn and having oppositional disorder, I chose to continue on the way I was going. I mean, my route was on a HIGHWAY! How much "construction" could there be?
Well, of course, the reason for the detour was because the highway went through this mountain pass with no exits for about 10 miles. So, when I arrived at the point of no return, I was made to wait for... I don't know... an HOUR while they flagged cars from the other side of the mountain pass through. By the time we had moved, I had gotten a nice tan by sleeping on the roof of my car while I waited to move. The "highway" was just one big rock- and pothole-filled mess and it took about 30 minutes to navigate to the other side where I greeted similarly stubborn tourists who hadn't bothered to change course.
Lesson? Follow the signs. They're probably there for a reason.
Hey Science Girl--I would argue, of course, that by NOT following the signs, you had an experience about which you are talking. Plus, you got a great tan and a nap. Had you followed the detour, you would not even remember the experience. Thus, your questioning authority (that's what we called it in my day--not oppositional disorder!) led you to an adventure of sorts. QED. So there. Nuff said (as Robin would say).
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