day three and four: the plan- grand junction, kansas to kremmling, colorado
-kremmling, colorado to steamboat springs, colorado
the reality- kansas is long and flat. we had been warned that this would feel like the longest and hardest leg of our trip, but i actually really liked kansas (well all that i saw driving through only stopping for potty breaks) all farmland with windmills spinning in the breeze. i could picture women hanging handstitched quilts on the line, and kids chasing cattle through the fields. it did seem to stretch for forever, but it didn’t drag for me like others said it would.
and then we hit colorado, which looked pretty much the same as kansas. oh colorado you were our final destination; we felt relieved when we hit your soil; realizing our trip was coming to an end. but you didn’t treat us well- no colorado you didn’t give us a warm welcome! we had to stop at a gas station for a quick break- well to call it a gas station would give it way to much credit. it was more like a shed with a few pumps in front and dirty stinky closets with toilets for bathrooms. a little afraid that we’d stepped in the black hole of the universe we left quickly. only to drive a little further to blow a tire on the rv. thank you colorado for your pleasant welcome of a dirty bathroom and a busted tire.
but the Lord was good and provided a service station close by. we happily paid the young mechanic to take off the blown tire and replace it with the spare. a short wait and we were on our way, minus one shredded tire!
we were excited to hit denver, but the altitude hit the hubs and number three son like a brick! they slept in the rv while the rest of us grabbed some pizza. we tried to keep our spirits up, to be thankful our journey was almost over, to love colorado despite it’s poor welcome, but then……. another tire blew! yep- just after dinner we were two hours away from the campground; and all service stations were closed. oh colorado, why did you treat us so bad?
so we called and canceled our campground reservation and parked in another walmart parking lot for the night… exhausted, frustrated, confused….
but amidst all that seemed just plain rotten, God was good. we found a great service station in the morning within walking distance of a fabulous target. we hung out in target and waited while tires were replaced. then we were on our way to steamboat.
but the short drive to steamboat turned longer as the uhaul truck huffed and puffed up through the mountains. the little engine that barely could. with stress levels high and sleep levels low not all attitudes were good or profitable, but we finally made it. we landed in steamboat a lot later than planned; road worn, travel weary, expecting, wondering. glad we’d made it despite colorado’s efforts to chew us up and spit us out.
thanks for all your prayers for our journey! sorry it took me so long to write the story. now that we are happily settled in our new home; the crazy accounts of day three and four don’t seem so bad- hindsight you know.