We also saw the wind farms that had their tall towers with the three propellers stopped. That also looked a bit haunting through the thick, chestnut colored dust that was carried away from the farmers’ topsoil. If the brakes had not been put on the props, they would have been spinning wildly in the severe wind and perhaps do more damage than good. Looking at some of the farms as we passed on the highway sometimes at 60 mph or less, I wondered how they managed to eke out a living, things looked so dry. Also, with all the wind that was there and the absolute dryness, I’m sure prairie fires had wreaked their damage to many a farmstead in the past.
Finally, what is notable about Russell, KS (besides being the birthplace of Robert Dole) was that they have a kind of limestone rock that farmers and rangers used for fence posts. This rock was used because wood posts were so hard to find on the treeless prairie OR if they were used they would burn with the next prairie fire. One could see them in the fields holding up the barbed wire fencing all along the way about 25 feet apart from each other standing about a yard high. So this stretch of area grew rock instead of trees but also what is underneath is oil that is being dredged out.
We have four more hours to drive to get to Denver but the weather could turn worse with snow and sleet showers. Weather reports sound off with tornadoes and high winds behind us, blizzards north of us and floods to the northeast of us. Wow, spring is coming in like a lion and going out like one! I’ll keep you posted as to when we finally arrive into Colorado, this is becoming a perilous journey but my husband is an old hand when it comes to tricky driving up mountain passes. It will start looking like Almaty, Kazakhstan the closer we get to our destination.