Onward thru the great red dirt dust bowl . . .
|Dust Bowl of Oklahoma|
Driving on into Texas was beautiful country going into Amarillo. We saw oil wells, the Johnson Ranch, and stopped at a rest area which served as a tornado shelter built into the side of a hill. In Amarillo we had a nice steak meal at the world famous Big Texan Steakhouse where if you can eat a 72 oz steak it is free. No, we didn't try it, but our food was good. The entertainment was a strolling guitar picker and singer of ole texas songs and the waitress was the best we have ever had. She was a bit of a ditz like me but very friendly and full of stories to tell and certainly earned her tip.
We ended up in Tucumcari, NM on the night of the 26th at a truck stop beneath the Tucumcari Mtn where Mom and dad climbed on their trip out West in1991 before Mom had her stroke and heart operation to give her a new valve. That was probably the last mountain she ever climbed as she cont inued to go downhill from that point, eventually getting Alzheimers.
And of course I have to show you the big volumptuous sky here in the West . . .