DETOUR

On Wednesday, our wonderful adventure came to an abrupt halt seventy miles short of our Kansas goal.
We lost another day and a half to weather - this time lightening, thunder, and torrential rains. The Memorial Day opening of Camp Tilden necessitated our moving on to Missouri.

Another adventure - fun in a different way!

Highlights of our last Kansas day.

We spent this last day in Girard dodging the local thunder storms.

Catalpa Trees everywhere!

Up close.

Leaves are 10" long and beautiful flowers.

This little pond threatening to become a lake.





Calving season in Kansas.




Martha, Liz, Kathy and Caitlin.
Kathy's the one with the sawed off horns.

Another little lake getting closer and closer to home.

Windshield wipers would have been nice.

Chase, can you read this?

Almost to Missouri and roads and river crossings flooded.

Difficult for biking, but the turtles love it. Before I could get my camera out another six or more turtles abandoned log. Look close. How many turtles do you see?

Now begins the search for a safe road to camp.

Our search was futile and we drove the last seventy miles to C.T.

This little lady greeted us as we drove the river road.

For our kids who have been here,

this is the entrance right by the road.

This is the low water bridge to Sammie's house. We should have brought our surf boards!

We still haven't driven across in the Marmot den.

Five days later, only big Fords dare this crossing.

Because Sammie's house was surrounded,

this was our home for two days. Cozy and dry...

and in a perfect position to clean

this,

paint and organize this,

and ready the favorite mode of transportation in this area.

We ventured out on the River Road with the intention of carrying Marmot where water still covered the road.

Dang!! Marmot wounded and stopped not by water, but by

one sturdy little staple.

I'm married to a patient man. Usually.
(usually patient, always married)

Five days later, the bridge is crossable, but not for the feint of heart.

Poor Marmot! Corralled until after Memorial Day when we will saddle up and venture forth again.