One of the things that I greatly dislike about having a timeline on a road trip like this is that I don't get to stop at places like the Petrified Forest or take photos of random things like statues of dinosaurs. If I stop for every interesting thing I wanted to take a picture of, I would add hours to my drive-time. Days, even.
Oh, how I long for those days.
I had a wonderful visit back home. As a child, the SouthWest captured my heart. My mom did some fieldwork around Santa Fe one summer when I was in grade-school and we spent time watching summer hail storms, hummingbirds, little lizards, and scarfing sopapillas. (okay, mom might have done more than that, but those are my memories, along with a few others of turquoise and the square in Santa Fe with locals selling their lovely silver jewelry). Another summer, my grandparents and mom and I visited the
Coral Pink Sand Dunes in southern Utah and rolled in the soft sand dunes. My grandpa taught me how to find scorpions under rocks and the art of gathering sagebrush. There is magic in the mesas, canyonlands, sage and juniper out here in the wild west.
But for me, there is also a comfort in the midwest plains and southern Illinois forests. As much as I love this magical land, I haven't found my home here. Then again, I've moved so often in my life, I often wonder if I will ever feel 'at home' anywhere or if on the road is destined to be my home. You'd think I'd have figured this out by now.
While I was visiting, my mom, step-dad, step-brother and our dogs (Pugsly stayed in the truck, Sadie is my step-brother's Golden) went for a visit over to the Mighty Mississippi. We were near where Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer stayed for the night after taking the wrong turn up the Mississippi instead of the Ohio.
Sadie had a great time!
After a fabulous dinner than included my family's traditional oyster dish, we settled in for a movie.
Pugsly really enjoyed tromping through the Fall leaves!
On Friday we checked the weather forecast. I wish I'd taken a screenshot because it was pretty horrible looking. There was an almost vertical swath of storm that covered from northern Kansas down through Texas. It was traveling East-ward, so I hoped that I could cut through it on my superslab dash back West.
This is what it looks like now. Still pretty ugly but more spread out than it was Saturday and Sunday.
The first day was terrible for driving. Instead of going through Kansas City again, I dropped south through Memphis to pick up the I-40 West. Turned out that was a good plan.
This is what I somehow mostly missed. My first day was through torrential rains for the first half of the day. The second half backed off to a more functional lighter rain where I could actually see the Interstate. I landed at
Eufaula Lake State Park in Oklahoma. The weather had settled into a drizzle and I navigated to the Park service hut (I can't remember what the place where you are supposed to check in is called). No one was there, so I located the campsites.
The lake is HUGE! The park ranger came to collect money around 6pm. She told me that when the lake was built, it was the largest man-made lake in the U.S. I just did a remedial search, and couldn't find verification of that but it sounds feasible.
That night I had Turkey-day leftovers - my very own little second Thanksgiving.
There were a few big giant 5th wheels in the campground, but it was pretty empty (winter....) I left in the morning before sunrise and got lost in the campground! I drove twice
around the circle before finding the way back to the main road. That was weird. I thought I'd discovered some kind of Hotel Oklahoma! Eep.