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This was such a short day, it was practically a rest day. Andy and I got in at noon, and we were almost the last ones. They were either trying to make up for the back-to-back centuries, or they wanted us to have time to explore historic Dodge City. Of course, exploring historic Dodge City takes about 5 minutes. The original wooden downtown burned down in the 1880's. The brick buildings that replaced them were torn down in an urban renewal project in the late 1960's. There's nothing left, but they play it just the same. The downtown streets are named things like Gunsmoke Lane and Wyatt Earp Boulevard. Just outside of town, they have some original Santa Fe Trail wagon ruts. After taking a nap and a shower, I did Andy's laundry. The directions were "go to the center of town, and turn right at the grain elevator, opposite Boot Hill." I explored Boot Hill while the laundry was in the washer, wrote postcards and went to the post office while the laundry was in the dryer. Winds were still out of the southeast, but not as strong as the last couple days. We saw corn and wheat fields, grain elevators, feed lots, and cattle trucks. This is also as far south as we're going, just about the same latitude as San Francisco, where we started this trip. From here, it's roughly east-northeast. Furthermore, we're practically sitting on top of the 100th meridian - 100 degrees west longitude. |
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