Thursday, December 7, 2006

Weekly Travel

Weekly travel

If anyone reading this gets a chance to visit the Sedona-Flagstaff area north of Scottsdale and Phoenix Arizona, do so. It is amazingly beautiful. Pictures cannot do the scenery justice. The scrubbiness and flatness of the desert gives rise to the red rock hills and cliffs in the Sedona area. The sun was just rising on the rocks when we arrived in the area and it was something to see. The best viewing for the light conditions on the rock formations is at sunrise or sunset we are told. The layering effect of the different types of rocks and soil that make up the formations could only be done by Mother Nature. It did remind me somewhat of a layered salad in a glass bowl that I have had before. The red colour of the rocks is a quite a unique shade and it sticks quite nicely to your shoes too. It is one of those things that you have to see to believe it. It is hard to describe. A number of people suggested to us that we stop in that area on our way to Denver and we are glad that we did. Again, if you get the chance to go there, do so.
After the game in Denver, we once again stayed at the arena. Arena staff member John fixed us up with a hydro connection. It was quite cold during the night and we were glad to have the furnace on. Local weather reports were calling for a huge cold front coming in with snow in the Denver area. Our timing was great to be leaving town. Our next stop for hockey is Dallas and we will be traveling through Kansas and Oklahoma to get to Texas. We checked the map before leaving Denver and decided we could get on interstate – 70 and set the cruise control to get through Kansas. Someone jokingly said to us that there is not much but wheat fields, telephone poles, and barbed wire in Kansas. They were right! Just kidding. Although we did see a lot of those things. And the road didn’t turn much. Lots of straight driving. Just the way I like it when I am driving. We stopped for the night on our journey from Denver near Oakley Kansas. And it was pretty cold then. It was 28F in the morning when we got up. We kept the two furnaces going in the RV to stay warm and also to keep the pipes from freezing. In the morning we made our way south and the temperature warmed up by forty degrees by the afternoon. The temperature changes quickly in the Midwest. We drove south to Dodge City and got to see the original Boot Hill area of Dodge. It was exactly high noon when we got there, but there were no gunfights going on. I watched a lot of cowboy movies when I was a kid, and every gun battle seemed to happen at high noon. There is the usual touristy shop on site and a mock up of what the buildings would have looked like in the era of Wyatt Earp, Doc Holiday, Calamity Jane, and Buffalo Bill. The railroad runs nearby, and what is left of the original Boot Hill cemetery stands on a hill behind the buildings. We wanted to get out of Dodge in a hurry since the weather was supposed to get really cold that night. We headed off in a southeast direction and stopped about thirty miles outside of Oklahoma City. Driving through Oklahoma is interesting too. Lots of grain and corn fields and the biggest feed lots I have ever seen. We drove by a few of them and there were thousands and thousands of different kind of cattle. Some of the feed lots housed ten to fifteen thousand head of cattle. As you drove by, you wondered when the pens of cattle were ever going to end. I guess that’s why there are so many grain fields. They need them to feed all the cattle. Very rarely do you ever see a house or barn. These farms are of massive acreage. Even driving on some of the local roads as opposed to the interstate highway, you often didn’t see a house for miles. They were few and far between until you got to a little town. It got colder once again where we were staying near Oklahoma City and the weather report was calling for high winds, tornadoes, and rain/wet snow in southern Oklahoma and northern Texas. Right where we are. If I see Dorothy in her red shoes and her little dog Toto from Kansas go flying by, I’ll know we’re in trouble.

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