I’ve you’ve ever driven to California from the Midwest, you probably remember driving across Kansas. I-70 bisects the the state in a merciless dead flat, arrow straight line of pavement. Hours of boredom before you can reach Denver or Kansas City is the way most travelers think about the Sunflower State, and I was no exception. This is my account of the trip that changed my mind about this “space between”.
Colorado transit
Ordinarily Colorado is a destination, a place to enjoy the spectacular Rocky Mountains after crossing trackless expanses of desert to the West or equally flat grain fields to the East. On this occasion circumstances were different. A Canadian Clipper was swiping down from the North, and the forecast was for significant snow. While this was great news for the ski resorts like Vail, Loveland and Copper Mountain ahead of me, I had no intention of being caught on the wrong side of the mountains in a snowstorm.
Accordingly, I got an early start out of Thompson Springs Utah and put my rig on Interstate 70 at the full speed limit, a rarity for me.