Russell, KS

The strong winds that were predicted for last night in Colorado Springs materialized right on schedule, and we listened to it blow through the pine trees all night. When we awoke it was still blowing pretty strong so we pushed our departure from nine to ten in hopes that the wind would calm down a bit as was forecast.

While waiting I checked the weather at North Platte, our next stop. Turns out they were under a high wind alert for the day. They were getting the wind that we had just suffered through. Gusts to seventy miles an hour would be way too much for the RV, so we adjusted our plan and took a more southerly route through Kansas, rather than Nebraska. It was a more comfortable and safer route, but it meant not getting to color in another state on our states visited map. Nebraska will just have to wait.

We pulled in to Russell, Kansas just after six and got settled in at the Triple J Campground. We stayed here last year when we visited my father’s parent’s graves in Great Bend, Kansas. We new it was not much, but we only needed a place to park for the night. It seems we never get here at a time that we can visit the Oil Patch Museum next door. It looks interesting, with lots of old oil drilling equipment in the yard.

One thing we did get to see is the reindeer. They are cooped up in what was once a miniature golf course. Kind of sad, really. They should have much more land to roam.

It is nice and quiet as I type this. Barbara has gone to bed, and there is just the faint sound of...MOOING from the field nearby. Yep, we are in Kansas.