Tag Archives: City

Day 11 – Departing Florida

Tribe thought she could drive in the rain - she has a license after all...

Tribe thought she could drive in the rain – she has a license after all…

We departed Lake City in the midst of a horrific rainstorm, which slowed our progress; a couple of lightening strikes came way too close for comfort!

Florida’s vexing roads continued to plague us as well, as we threaded our way to the highway to Jacksonville, where we headed north onto I-95. Of course there were slowdowns, due to the deluge of rain, and an accident where someone had so totaled his semi truck cab (no trailer thank goodness) that only the frame with the wheels could be seen on a flatbed, and they were digging the upper bits of the cab out with a backhoe in the wet swampy land. Serves them right for not having the highways not nearly wide enough to accommodate the traffic. Most have a wide median strip – overgrown half the time – and narrow pull off strips that dive down into the ever present swamps.

Day 4 – The City Market

Trixie and Pops with Bob and Dustin after the ride.

Trixie and Pops with Bob and Dustin after the ride.

Thanks to Trixie – who behaved wonderfully – we had the front seats, and a good view of everything. Once the tour was over, Pops took Trixie to the car to fetch her carriage so we could go into the marketplace – Mom started there first, and had such a good time we may have to return.   In any case, we saw plenty of unique arts & crafts, including sweetgrass baskets, a unique art form here. We got one of course.

Once Mum exhausted herself in the market, we drove to the Battery and Pops got out to take some photos – once it was a battery of guns to defend the city, but now it is a park, dominated by live oak trees, and the relics of long obsolete canons. A memorial to Confederates who defended Sumter is there – reminding any Southerner about their lost cause for all eternity.

 

Day 14: Bighorn Mountains

The "Fallen City" rock formation

The “Fallen City” rock formation on the eastern side of the Bighorn Mountains

Eventually, we climb out of the crack and drive across the high plateau that is the summer range for cattle and sheep; with such wide open spaces and rolling green hills, it is hard to believe we are 7000 feet above sea level. But that issue is soon put to rest as we have to descend down the other side, along a wider chasm than before, passing queer rock formations such as the Fallen City and cliffs until we reach the plains far, far below.

We pause in Sheridan for lunch, and then continue east along I-90, which is riddled with construction sites. The plains here are more vivid than Nebraska, the bright red rock and soil peeking up through the greenery. Along the way though, we did pass a strip mine, revealing the rich black coal seams that lie beneath the surface here.

Day 10: Driving To Salt Lake City

Views of Red Rock Canyon

Views of Red Rock Canyon

It was a relief of sorts to reach I-15, and start driving north, where only expansive fields of farmland and distant mountains taller than Mount Washington could clearly be seen. Just a straight flat road without the surprises around every corner and no switchbacks to fret about. It wasn’t until we got to the metropolis of Salt Lake City that some of the road signs became confusing, but here the roads are wide, and in the city itself, everything is set up on a broad grid iron plan that is forgiving to drivers unfamiliar with the terrain.

We arrived at Salt Lake City, and attempted to visit the tabernacle there – but alas, there is no easy parking, other than the cavernous recesses of an underground garage, and we are too exhausted to do much more – we circle the block twice, snapping some photos and catching sight of the light rail train that services the city before driving on north to Leyton to the hotel.