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Friday, October 26, 2012

Elk City Camp Hampton

Looking East - View From Our Hampton Suite
No travel coupons tonight, but did manage a little rate manipulation, so we're in a rather classy campground, which happens to be directly beside a Wal-Mart. Judy wasted no time in heading over for much needed supplies.

Noooo, staying in the Roadtrek on the Wal-Mart lot was not a consideration.

Low tonight 29 F. This area is under a breeze and freeze warning. When temperatures drop this low, we prefer being inside brick and mortar.

This day was totally up to expectations. We left Little Rock in rain, it cleared quickly enough, and then it was about the wind behind the front, which was pushing from the NE. That should have helped, probably did, but it made for some nice jolts from time-to-time when gusts hit. We shared the driving.

Beyond Oklahoma City there was slight less truck traffic. Only slightly less. This is America, and there are trucks on the Interstate. Millions of trucks.

We're now out of the mountains and onto the plains. Tornado Alley.

Oklahoma where the wind come rolling down the plains. Windy today, but NO tornadoes.

Tomorrow morning, we off to Amarillo, TX. It won't take long to make Amarillo, and we'll make some decisions then based on wind and weather as to where we head. We've got close to 2,000 miles behind us now, we're on the downwind slope. With luck, Mesa, AZ by Sunday. Here is our expected route.

Okay, it is about the journey. So here's a little bit about Elk City from Wikpedia, which we consult constantly as we travel: Elk City's history dates back to the days immediately following the opening of the Cheyenne-Arapaho reservation in western Oklahoma Territory on April 19, 1892, when the first white settlers made their appearance. Prior to this time, many early ranchers had driven cattle over the Great Western Cattle Trail from Texas to Dodge City, Kansas, the present town-site of Elk City being in the direct path of that famous trail.

We're humbled thinking of what those early pioneers went through in their travels, over these exact same trails. We think of them constantly.