An old '70s Era tractor at Erik's place. He says it still runs quite well, mainly because it stays inside when he's not using it. Funny how that works. I've seen much newer tractors in worse shape.
And this is why he needs a tractor. 118 acres and a few horses. Quite lovely.
Throughout a lot of this part of the trip, you could see storms well before you got to them or they got to you.
A little more storm porn.
And some beer port too. Lots of good beer in Kansas City.
The iconic Boulevard stack. Didn't go here but passed it on the way to the train station. And again while on the train out of town.
Union Station in Kansas City is an incredible piece of American Architecture. It is equal in scale and beauty to Grand Central in New York and Chicago Union Station.
Just emptier. Except for Molly.
See? Pretty impressive.
I got a video of us leaving KC which I will try to post later. When we woke we were in the middle of Kansas. This is one of the more interesting views. Which isn't saying much.
Us at La Junta CO. We had just reassemblestarted our bikes and were about to set out to the mountains.
Our first view of the mountains, some 35 or so miles off.
This sign is the bane of our travels. There are only two roads from Pueblo to Colorado Springs. The freeway and this rather poorly paved dirt road. That was washed out in one section. So we had to go through a few barbed wire fences. Good times.
But it did give me a chance to take some great panoramic mountain/ storm pictures.
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