Despite last night’s hopeful forecast, Day Four dawned in drizzle. So instead of enjoying a leisurely walk around the pond, we left early in anticipation of losing time from driving slowly.
The good news is we all slept well. This is largely thanks to Timi, who is barking at noises “outside the door” way less often than he did during our first two sojourns cross-country. Thank you, Timi Hendrix!
In other pet mews, Clyde is eating well and using the portable litter box like a pro, but he’s still not crazy about spending long days in the car. Can’t say I blame him.
Fortunately, it did not rain much, and the road was only wet for the first hour or so. But the sky remained foreboding, swirling with clouds in every shade of gray, from charcoal to pearl, all the way through Missouri and well into Oklahoma. It was distracting—too much goin’ on! Plus the wind picked up something fierce after Tulsa. It was a lot. But so beautiful, too…undulating hillsides giving way to acres of flat pastureland dotted with black cows grazing…lone farmhouses surrounded by shorn fields darkly lit by filtered sun.
That sun finally came out after about five hours, when I-44 split, and we took The Exit (it doesn’t have a number, it’s just “the exit”) onto I-40 West.
Note the Amazon truck up ahead. Been seeing a fair amount of those,
along with Walmart and FedEx trucks. (UPS not so much.)
From the on ramp it was only about an hour to Weatherford, OK where we stopped for the night. 460 miles covered today in 7.5 hours with two 30-minute breaks. It’s still pretty windy out, and I guess it always is up here in the high plains. That’s why they have so many windmills!
Our hotel La Quinta is pretty much located in Nowheresville. All the action in Weatherford is on the other side of the highway. This side is just us, a Conoco, and a big, showy car dealership. Not that I mind being far from the action. Resting in the comfy room with Timi and Clyde is action enough for this weary traveler. 💜🌿🦉🌵
Note La Quinta tower in the background.
One Bold Crone 