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- First Name
- Dan
- Last Name
- Gill
I have been wanting to make a trip up to Wichita, KS, where I grew up, to visit my parents' gravesite. Since I got laid off on Friday, the opportunity presented itself. Besides, it gave me some time to process some thoughts.
It was a whirlwind trip, Fort Worth to Wichita on Tuesday, return on Wednesday. One of my goals was to avoid I-35 most of the way. On the way up there I took this route west of I-35: http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&sou...,-97.863464&sspn=1.049745,1.82373&ie=UTF8&z=6
On the way back, I took the eastern route. I stayed overnight in a motel on the east side of town, so this was an easy choice: http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&sou...,-97.03125&sspn=4.407736,7.294922&ie=UTF8&z=6
I didn't take many pictures. I'm really bad about that, especially when I have a lot of distance to cover. This trip isn't long by Iron Butt standards, but 7 or 8 hours in the saddle is a long time for me.
Here is Mom and Dad's marker.
They died together in an auto accident while we were traveling in Mexico. I was 12, my little sister was 10. I was in a friend's car, and my sister was in the car with my parents, along with my friend's mother and sister. My sister was the only one to get out alive.
I didn't realize until we visited the site in 1995 that Mom and Dad were buried next to my maternal grandfather:
Obligatory bike photo parked near their marker:
At the entrance:
On the way up there, about 20 miles south of the Kansas border it started to get cooler, even though it was in the hot part of the afternoon. It was also a lot greener.
Of the two routes, the eastern route was much better. More rolling hills, a few curves, just better scenery, especially south of Stillwell. The downsides were north of Stillwell, the road is buckled a LOT, so that it feels like running over a mini-speed bump every couple of hundred yards. That got really annoying. And then I got caught up in stupid traffic around Denton. Should have figured on that. A lot of times on these routes I had the road to myself.
Best sights: A doe and her fawn running across an open field in southern Kansas ("Bambi! Don't go in the meadow!"), and a huge, gorgeous orange moon setting as I started out this morning.
Brief observation: My hydration pack rocks!
It was a whirlwind trip, Fort Worth to Wichita on Tuesday, return on Wednesday. One of my goals was to avoid I-35 most of the way. On the way up there I took this route west of I-35: http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&sou...,-97.863464&sspn=1.049745,1.82373&ie=UTF8&z=6
On the way back, I took the eastern route. I stayed overnight in a motel on the east side of town, so this was an easy choice: http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&sou...,-97.03125&sspn=4.407736,7.294922&ie=UTF8&z=6
I didn't take many pictures. I'm really bad about that, especially when I have a lot of distance to cover. This trip isn't long by Iron Butt standards, but 7 or 8 hours in the saddle is a long time for me.
Here is Mom and Dad's marker.
They died together in an auto accident while we were traveling in Mexico. I was 12, my little sister was 10. I was in a friend's car, and my sister was in the car with my parents, along with my friend's mother and sister. My sister was the only one to get out alive.
I didn't realize until we visited the site in 1995 that Mom and Dad were buried next to my maternal grandfather:
Obligatory bike photo parked near their marker:
At the entrance:
On the way up there, about 20 miles south of the Kansas border it started to get cooler, even though it was in the hot part of the afternoon. It was also a lot greener.
Of the two routes, the eastern route was much better. More rolling hills, a few curves, just better scenery, especially south of Stillwell. The downsides were north of Stillwell, the road is buckled a LOT, so that it feels like running over a mini-speed bump every couple of hundred yards. That got really annoying. And then I got caught up in stupid traffic around Denton. Should have figured on that. A lot of times on these routes I had the road to myself.
Best sights: A doe and her fawn running across an open field in southern Kansas ("Bambi! Don't go in the meadow!"), and a huge, gorgeous orange moon setting as I started out this morning.
Brief observation: My hydration pack rocks!