Tip-toeing Cats to Decoying Ducks

We are not in Kansas anymore.

This is a good thing.

Tuesday morning started out with a pinkish glow everywhere.

We packed up and got ready to pull out of the campground that we were forced to stop at to a) repair our truck (check) and b) buy new tires (check).

For 5 1/2 years, every time we get ready to pull out, we ALWAYS check our lights. I stand behind the trailer, and a little to the side so that Jim can see me in his sideview mirror, and we go through the whole routine. I give him a "thumbs up" for each test.

There were no "thumbs up" that morning.

I thought maybe Jim forgot to plug in the trailer to the truck.

That would have been too easy.

Jim checked out various things but the glaringly obvious one was those cut wires that the blow out caused the day before. Yes.

Jim put on his thinking cap, told me to search something on my laptop, and within a couple of minutes I came up with the schematics for the wiring for the lights! He studied it for a couple of minutes then climbed under the trailer and did a temporary fix so we could continue on our trip. It's a good thing that Jim is so smart - AND handy!

While I was waiting for him, I sat in the truck because it was a little nippy outside. I started to laugh because I saw tiny footprints leading across the dashboard.

The day before we had to leave the windows open all night because the battery was dead. I was worried about thieves stealing things from the truck; I didn't think about a cat waltzing through it! I got out of the truck and saw footprints across the hood; even where the cat had slipped!

I was amazed how the cat even got up on the truck. Big Blue is, well, BIG!

That step to get up into the truck is at least 18 inches off the ground; those side view mirrors are about 24 inches long!

It felt good to get back on the road again, even if it was almost noon. We passed fields of sorghum.

and cotton fields,

 

and even a town called

By now we were getting hungry and we came across a restaurant called

 

It was a small, unobtrusive looking building, you know, a hole-in-the-wall, that when we walked in, the fumes from the smoked pork just seemed to dance in the air like in those cartoons where the smell just envelops you, and permeates your every pore and you feel like you died and went to heaven. My mouth started watering before we even got to the counter.

Jim and I both had pulled pork sandwiches with french fries. Just take a look at the size of this bad boy! I couldn't even finish it!

The french fries were crunchy and salty, just how I like them! Of course, there was extra barbecue sauce at the table to make that sandwich extra juicy!

We left Starvin Marvin's fat and happy, I'll tell you!

We arrived just outside of Liberal, Kansas last night. Didn't even unhook the truck. We stayed at this campground last year. It's a little odd. It's clean and everything, but nobody lives there. There is an office building but nobody is ever there. You just drive in, pick your spot, and someone comes later to collect your money! They do give you a receipt, so it's not like just anybody comes to get money.

This morning I walked over to look at the windmill.

I was surprised that there were a couple of ducks swimming around so I went back to grab my camera. As I got closer I realized that they were only decoys!

I walked back to the truck, climbed in, laughing and said to Jim, "I am such a dork!"

His reply? "NOW WHAT?"

Wouldn't you be offended?

Like as if I'm ALWAYS a dork?

Huh!

Before we left the town of Liberal, I visited "Dorothy's House" and "Land of Oz". That will be my next post. Stay tuned.