Here's a stone bridge we stumbled onto somewhere along the way. When we crossed it, we dead ended at a farm so had to make a quick return trip.
If you look closely behind this old windmill, you'll see the new-fangled versions from the Elk River Wind Farm south of Beaumont.
Remarkably, Big Bore found the cave for which he was searching. He says the legend goes that Belle Starr hid criminals there once upon a time. There was so much graffiti on the entrance of the cave, that I decided that the only hooligans who had ever been there were those with cans of spray paint.
We took a different, haphazard route home for the return trip, more country roads. The car looks like it's been through the Dust Bowl, but we sure had fun.
5 comments:
Oh, you gotta love days of leisure, exploring the countryside! I'm jealous!
Ah how I miss the look of the KS country! Thank you for bringing it to me in my own frozen tundra home!
i love days of driving around the country side. that is something no one can take away from me. the only thing you need is gas and a camera.
love the windmills---past and future!!
The pic of the bridge is my fav. Just figures that it goes nowhere. Wish you could see the huge windmill farms in Ca. They are unbelieveable. Unfortunately they are also not very profitable for the many families who bught them as individuals about ten years ago. Many are now broken and left abandoned, mile after mile of them in fact. It seems the ones operated by Japanese conglomerates are still operating well though. Go figure!
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