Thursday, 6 September 2012

So this is Kansas, Dorothy

Our route out of Pere Marquette State Park was via two small barge ferries across the Mississippi.

Our license plates encouraged conversations on both of the short rides; both wondering how we were surviving the unusually warm weather and one also inquiring our views on our healthcare system. Our positive review resulted in a thumbs up - obviously a democrat.
The drive along this rural penninsula in the middle of the Mississippi was a pleasant reprieve from the interstates they we were to experience for the rest of the day. However, wherever we drove today we witnessed examples at every turn of the drought that is devasting the mid west this summer. Corn crops that were stunted but green on our earlier northern crossing, here are completely dried and brown.

Today's temperatures started in the 90's but as we approached Kansas City the clouds rolled in and intermittent rain showers contributed to cooling temperatures. We decided to stop for groceries in Junction City, the closest town to our campsite at Milford Lake State Park, just as the clouds blackened and as we found our way to the grocery store the rain started to team down. We grabbed for coats but by the time we made it from the parking lot to the store we were soaked. After completing our shopping we returned to the van to find that Mazy had tried to escape the thunder and lightening and had managed to climb into the second seat from the third while still attached to her harness and was trying to bury herself in my bin of spinning fibre. After we waited out the worst of the storm we made it to the campsite and set up on a lakeside site and tried to dry out.
Sunday, our day of rest from the road, dawned a little brighter and the clouds gave way to sun by noon. The obliging camp host brought around a map, postcard, and brochure for the area and encouraged us to explore the park surrounding this dammed man-made lake.
The campground we are in is just one of about 6, including one complete with horse corrals for equestrian campers. Others seem to be dominated by seasonal sites for the boaters who frequent this "fishing capital of Kansas", but there is even a Marina and a "Yacht Club" with a number of sailboats. Our campground is practically deserted on Sunday afternoon, the weekend campers having departed so it is quiet and a perfect day for a break from the road.
And then we enjoyed a lovely evening with a beautiful sunset.

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