These were first published in March and April of 2011. Tonight you get a two for one!
The thing I enjoy the most while traveling, is just to see how other people live. Now, granted… central Nebraska is not that far removed from central Wyoming… but I still noticed a few things. Like this house.
What’s the story? Somehow, these people wanted to shout their patriotism to everyone. I like the sentiment, but still don’t think I could do this for a long period of time… Then there’s this.
I’m guessing a man camp from the ’60’s??? Don’t know for sure… you can’t see the far side… yes, more trailers. Show those guys in the oil field this man camp, and I bet they’d be VERY grateful for the one they’re currently in! This one made me say… “Ahhhhhh.”
What a *CUTE* little place! Ever since Michael Martin Murphey sang about the “little yellow house, far from the highway, tucked away like a good night’s sleep…” I’ve felt a fondness for yellow houses. But I’ve never painted mine yellow! And this one looks like it “would talk in its sleep…” I really enjoyed driving Highway 20… there’s more to come tomorrow!
So here, in no particular order:
No surprise to see more windmills on these high plains, but why is it I take comfort at these old style windmills but the new ones for electricity just irritate me?
With lights and bleachers and an old school bus on stilts, the Merriman Speedway Mud Races look like they could be a Good Ol’ Time!
Though in spots, Nebraska had the solid guardrails I’m used to… there were quite a few of these cable guardrails. Are they supposed to slingshot you back onto the roadway? Because that’s all I could think of… the Roadrunner boing-ing off these Acme cables…
In a teensy town with 6 other normal tall metal granary complexes, there was this one on the outskirts of town. To me it looked more like a drying barn where you could spread the grain around with a tractor… anyone know? It is huge!
Fort Robinson State Park. I could totally explore this place in the summer when I had tons of time… when this is greens up, it has to be gorgeous.
Hundreds of train cars full of Wyoming coal headed east. You’re welcome.
In 1918, they built buildings with character. What happened?
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