We woke up cold. But that didn’t stop us from facing the prairie sun cheerfully. Coffee, eggs, steaks, and biscuits rolled off of our Coleman stove and down our throats.
We packed up with Military speed and hit the highway for
. Now, we’ve been back and forth across Wichita on I-70 before, and the view is pretty. But this I-35, north to south highway was amazing. Kansas
Rolling amber hills stretch to the horizon, to meet an enormous bright blue sky. The trip went very smoothly but for one instance where we forgot to fill up, and a short, white-knuckled drive to a distant gas station.
Soon the horizon sprouted a few tall buildings in the distance.
The Donut Whole (our hosts for the evening) is a creative donut shop that’s open 24 hours and features a small stage for music and comedy. In this fine establishment, Blythe got to fulfill a dream. She had a real, true to life, bacon donut.
“It had bacon on it! The bread could have been more bacon-y. It was like breakfast cake with dreamy maple frosting.”
Times Blythe Crawford, New York
After a walk to
Old Town Wichita, we loaded in and prepped for an evening of music. We were a little bemused to see the place completely empty. From all accounts we had heard that Fridays were quite busy there. However, after a tune or to, some audience members flowed in to manifest a small and quietly attentive crowd.
We were pleased to play for about two hours for these folks, who gave us very nice compliments and even bought a couple shirts. At the end we played a little “Happy Birthday” for Olivia, at her friend Desiree’s request.
After the show, we blasted back to I-70, and slept at
. It had been a long day, and we were pretty tired, so we passed out without dinner, spread our brand new sleeping pads on the tent floor, and fell asleep warmly. It was an oddly normal and sober day for us really. Perhaps more debauchery to come in the next few days. Ottawa State Fishing Lake
Thanks to Andrea, Frea, and Donny for hosting us, and to Michael Taylor, Olivia, Desiree (and the rest whose names we didn’t get) for hanging out.
Tomorrow… Colorado Rockies,
Longmont (the ultimate suburb), old friends from , and maybe all work and no play. New York