Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain
And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet
When the wind comes right behind the rain.
Oklahoma, Ev'ry night my honey lamb and I
Sit alone and talk and watch a hawk
Makin' lazy circles in the sky.
Or something like that...
Rodgers and Hammerstein sure loved Oklahoma. I'm betting they never had to eat at the restaurants here. If they had, they surely would have included a line or two about the fact that it is illegal to serve wine in restaurants in Oklahoma. And that the food is really bad. And that the drivers are homicidal. Today, a car took a run at some of our riders on the shoulder -- just for kicks apparently. At least they got the 'wind and rain' thing right.
I'm on a dial-up tonight, so I'll cut it short. I just wanted to blog at least once before we left Oklahoma -- even if there are not WiFi connections here. By Sunday night, we will be in Missouri.
All of the pictures below are from the past few days of riding in Oklahoma. The highlight was the Round Barn in Arcadia. The gift shop is downstairs, the dance floor is upstairs. Note the holes in the roof. Maintenance is ongoing and relies on gift shop sales and donations. You can buy a brick for $25 that gets personalized and laid into a walkway. Ro and I bought one. We'll come back someday to see it in place.
Friday: 85 miles from Clinton to Oklahoma City
Sunday: 95 miles from Oklahoma City to Bristow
Saturday: 103 miles from Bristow to Vinita
Miles this Year: 3664