Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 43 – The Journey Begins
Parking Mae for the final time was …. hard. We checked the mailbox, happy that it was empty even though we knew there would be piles of inanity once we …
Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 42 – The Final Stretch
When I watched the videos from our trip there’s one thing that surprised me: we didn’t name the lady in the GPS. We should have. That gal was BOSSY. “In …
Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 41 – Vittles and Fiddles
Properly fortified, we resumed our exploration of Wichita with a visit to Aero Plains Brewing. How can you not love that name? They’re in the Air Capitol, in the Great …
Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 40 – Whoa There, Wichita
On our drive through Arizona, we’d felt like a soggy version of Pig-Pen, stalked by rain instead of dust clouds. Walking into the Wichita Marriott, we felt like actual Pig-Pen, …
Two Lane Gems, Vol 1: Chapter 39 – Getting Bent
Right before the turnoff to Bent’s Old Fort was a cobblestone arch and two stone markers. The first marker was a stone that had been installed in 1908 by the …
Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 37 – In the Groove
The day’s agenda had one item: Mesa Verde. Once again, we had no idea where we were sleeping that night, although we did know it would be someplace with plumbing. …
Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 35 – Hoodoo You Think You Are?
If you’re driving through southern Utah, don’t blink. If you do, you’ll most likely miss something spectacular. A drive from one National Park to another in canyon country is not …
Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 33 – So. Many. People.
Driving through Nevada reminded me of walking in Las Vegas. If you’ve ever strolled down the Strip, you’ve probably experienced the sensation of seeing one of the big flashy casinos …
Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 32 – The Town That’s So In-Clined
To be a member of the Historic Hotels of America, you have to meet a few criteria. You have to be at least 50 years old. You must “have been …
Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 30 – Never Forget. Never Again
Nine miles north of that land of fantasy and make believe is a reality that is so horrible it must be fiction, but it isn’t. A guard tower stands, menacing …
Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 29 – Hopalong, Gunga Din
As we drove north on US-395, I was very, very glad we had stricken US-50, a.k.a. The Loneliest Highway, across Nevada from our itinerary. We were refreshed, yes, but boundless …
Two Lane Gems, Vol. 1: Chapter 28 – the Kindness of Rangers
The Joshua tree is one of my favorite plants, despite the fact that the official name is Yucca brevifolia. I hate yuccas. This is a long-standing abhorrence that stems back …