On the second leg of our journey, we started off right, with a big breakfast and good cheer. I made a batch of wheat-free blueberry pancakes, our hostess made a batch of regular blueberry pancakes, and we had a pile of bacon, some antelope sausage, orange juice, and whatever the boys wanted to raid the fridge to enjoy. After that, though, we were caught in a flurry of activity, as our host and hostess had a Memorial Day event to attend – in uniform, of course – and we had our own long road to travel.
We were out the door by 8:30 a.m., collecting bugs on our windshield while taking in the wide-open landscape
and playing tag with the many freight trains rolling along the countryside.
As we headed northward up highway 385 from Sidney, Nebraska, the hills continued to roll easily, some of the best farmland in the world. This, of course, led to our seeing quite a few tractors and tractor parts places, especially on the approach to Bridgeport.
They had a LOT of farm equipment.
Past Bridgeport, though, it was less than a half hour to Alliance, and, just on the other side of that city, our first tourism stop.
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