This is part two of my day spent traveling to Española and Taos. For part one, click here. The eventful morning had me in an excellent mood. My window was down and my radio was cranked high as I entered a valley. Small artistic communities dotted the shoulder as the two-lane road snaked around mountains … Continue reading Capturing Time (part two)
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Comanche Territory & Frontier Towns
When I have a road trip planned, it's easier to wake up early. Granted, I don't usually leave at 5:00 AM, but on Sunday that is what I did. I was attending a quarterly Oklahoma Route 66 Association meeting in Weatherford that afternoon and wanted to spend the morning exploring southwestern Oklahoma. Since that was … Continue reading Comanche Territory & Frontier Towns
On the Road with Michael – The Best Land Under Heaven
(other installments of this series here) Tuesday, the final full day of my journey with Michael Wallis. We got off to an early start since we had a drive to Illinois first thing. Before we even left St Louis, though, Michael had a live interview with the Sam Madonia morning radio show in Springfield. The … Continue reading On the Road with Michael – The Best Land Under Heaven
Winding Through Missouri
When I hopped on the highway this morning, I didn't head to the office like normal. At least, not to MY office. My employer sent me to Columbia, Missouri to do some job shadowing at a satellite office. I love traveling for work! Though I was sad to leave Samantha behind for a few days, … Continue reading Winding Through Missouri
Traveling the Western C’s
Last Monday, I hopped on a plane to Chicago for work. Although I was there for several days and had my camera with me, I boarded the plane back to Tulsa on Wednesday without taking a single picture. It was a bit depressing to spend all that time in Illinois without doing any sight-seeing. I had Thursday … Continue reading Traveling the Western C’s
Through the Prairie State (Saturday, Part II)
I never feel like I have enough time when I'm visiting somewhere, even if I've been there dozens of times. I definitely felt that way in Chicago, especially considering it was Samantha's first time. Alas, the drive home would take a lot of time and I didn't fancy driving all 11 hours straight home in a … Continue reading Through the Prairie State (Saturday, Part II)