Is this related to the other story New state tourism director aims to put Nebraska, Panhandle on people's vacation maps
It's great If they’re at Devil’s Tower in Wyoming, there’s a good chance they will travel into South Dakota for Mt. Rushmore or the Badlands.
“If you look, we blend into Wyoming,” he said. “And if you go north, it starts to feel like the badlands.”
I saw Kansas once, from Oklahoma. I felt like I could see all the way across the state to Nebraska. At that moment, I completely understood the old joke about watching your dog run away for three days.
I've been to a lot of the states, but the midwest was never on my itinerary. If my retirement begins to go my way now that I sold my house in Nevada, I might get there yet. On my way to somewhere else, of course.
It's 424 miles across Kansas, but experienced motorists denote distances within the state in terms of miles east or west of the |World's Largest Prairie Dog.|
I've been all over South Dakota on my motorcycle. The Black Hills must have been designed with motorcycling in mind. Wyoming, too. My trip through ND was cut short when I realized I had lost my keys, and I had to get to the nearest Harley dealer to see about rectifying that, so I took a hard left into Montana.
I've actually been back home in Big Pine CA for the last four years, with a trip or two out here every month. Even though the house is mine free and clear, it still costs close to $500 a month to keep it, what with utilities, alarm, taxes, insurance and the fuel it takes to get here and back. That'll be a big savings for my modest fixed income. I might blow it on a new truck. I've already earmarked the proceeds from the sale to building a garage in big Pine. I owe myself that much.
Once a year, there's a [law enforcement relay foot race] that cut through my area of responsibility for about 70 miles. Every year my signs would be shot to shit, and of course none of the cops took responsibility for the damage. There's absolutely no way it could be done by anyone other than cops or their families/support teams, as they camp on the side of the highway the whole route.
I rigged up a satellite radio, didn't have to change the station from CA to FL and back. Once this move is done and I get the chance to sleep for a few weeks, I really want to go riding again. It's been two years since shoulder surgery, I think I'm as healed up as I'm gonna get.
Must've been hard on the wall-to-wall. Don't know much about bikes, but I'd guess one of the good things about them is that most of the pieces are small enough that you can manage them by yourself.
I had just done a minor remodel, including new carpet, before I started bringing in the bits and pieces. The motor is the only part that hurts a bit to lift, at 70 lbs. Fully assembled, that one weighed about 650 lbs. The black one is 800 lbs.
Nice! I never owned one, but I worked for a company that was fond of them. Most of our company cars were 911's. I was low level, so I got a Mustang instead. I did get to put a lot of happy miles on the Porsches, though. They all went to Otto Zipper in Santa Monica for service.
This gives the phrase "cheap trick" an entirely new meaning.
All my neighbors send to my house is their dogs, to shit on my lawn.
Mr. Elkhorn said that he found the first few visits entertaining, but 75 was going too far.
Is this related to the other story
New state tourism director aims to put Nebraska, Panhandle on people's vacation maps
It's great
If they’re at Devil’s Tower in Wyoming, there’s a good chance they will travel into South Dakota for Mt. Rushmore or the Badlands.
“If you look, we blend into Wyoming,” he said. “And if you go north, it starts to feel like the badlands.”
New Slogan : We're near Wyoming and South Dakota.
Lake Wobegone: Gateway to Central Minnesota
I saw Kansas once, from Oklahoma. I felt like I could see all the way across the state to Nebraska. At that moment, I completely understood the old joke about watching your dog run away for three days.
As someone who took I-70 across the entire state once, you missed absolutely nothing.
I've been to a lot of the states, but the midwest was never on my itinerary. If my retirement begins to go my way now that I sold my house in Nevada, I might get there yet. On my way to somewhere else, of course.
Four more days in this god forsaken place…
I've done that trip several times
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I drove across the country in 2003, from D.C. to L.A. on I 70 to the 15. I thought Indiana was bad and then I got to Kansas.
You know it's bad when you look at Missouri and go "hey, that wasn't that bad"
It's 424 miles across Kansas, but experienced motorists denote distances within the state in terms of miles east or west of the |World's Largest Prairie Dog.|
More detail? You know you |want it.|
Apparently closed, making Kansas even more boring.
Nah, just an indicator of WWC economic anxiety
The propensity of rural folks to riddle all available signs with bullets is one of those unsolvable mysteries.
I've been all over South Dakota on my motorcycle. The Black Hills must have been designed with motorcycling in mind. Wyoming, too. My trip through ND was cut short when I realized I had lost my keys, and I had to get to the nearest Harley dealer to see about rectifying that, so I took a hard left into Montana.
I've actually been back home in Big Pine CA for the last four years, with a trip or two out here every month. Even though the house is mine free and clear, it still costs close to $500 a month to keep it, what with utilities, alarm, taxes, insurance and the fuel it takes to get here and back. That'll be a big savings for my modest fixed income. I might blow it on a new truck. I've already earmarked the proceeds from the sale to building a garage in big Pine. I owe myself that much.
It's not just rural folks.
Once a year, there's a [law enforcement relay foot race] that cut through my area of responsibility for about 70 miles. Every year my signs would be shot to shit, and of course none of the cops took responsibility for the damage. There's absolutely no way it could be done by anyone other than cops or their families/support teams, as they camp on the side of the highway the whole route.
Pictures of the bike would be nice.
Something like this, you're saying: <img src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21CVAa4QSYc/TkCR3Q-KhfI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/3eaZMhCprvk/s1600/vespa_GTV_2007_scooter-pictures-10.jpg" />
Southern Indiana is very nice: karst terrain with caves, limestone quarries, rich forests, etc.
Northern Indiana, where I attended the Agricultural Training Institute in West Lafayette, is nothing but corn. <img src="http://cdn2.media.zp-cdn.com/275/corn-field-007-47f3b7-2048×1207-6d77b0.jpg" />
Yeah, southern Indiana is very different. For instance. |New Harmony| is there. Very neat place.
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This is my old one, sadly no longer in the stable. I was famous, in magazines and everything!
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Nice, long wheelbase for a comfortable ride, particularly the vertical stabilizers on the exhaust tubes.
Also a sweet ride.
I rigged up a satellite radio, didn't have to change the station from CA to FL and back. Once this move is done and I get the chance to sleep for a few weeks, I really want to go riding again. It's been two years since shoulder surgery, I think I'm as healed up as I'm gonna get.
Thanks, I built it myself in my living room. 1962 Duo-Glide.
Must've been hard on the wall-to-wall. Don't know much about bikes, but I'd guess one of the good things about them is that most of the pieces are small enough that you can manage them by yourself.
I had just done a minor remodel, including new carpet, before I started bringing in the bits and pieces. The motor is the only part that hurts a bit to lift, at 70 lbs. Fully assembled, that one weighed about 650 lbs. The black one is 800 lbs.
I had a 911 for some years. Opened the rear decklid once and saw that there were essentially no user-serviceable parts inside. What fun is that?
Nice! I never owned one, but I worked for a company that was fond of them. Most of our company cars were 911's. I was low level, so I got a Mustang instead. I did get to put a lot of happy miles on the Porsches, though. They all went to Otto Zipper in Santa Monica for service.