Kansas, Colorado and an Unruly Fence

Day 2

Wednesday morning dawned chilly and windy in our small Kansas suburb. After a quick breakfast we were ready for another adventure.

Driving north through Kansas proved to be almost as riveting as Tuesday's trip. We did see a lot of wind mills spinning furiously, helping to make wind energy. (Or Win-ergy as I like to say).

Just as we were about to strap a rocket to the back of the car to get out of Kansas faster, the Colorado border shone brightly in our view. Well, okay the sign was not that bright but for weary travelers like us it was a welcoming beacon of hope.

As we headed westward the view of the Rockies slowly came into view. Colorado became a bit more hilly as we drove away from Kansas (finally!).

We made it to my dad's place around 3:30 in the afternoon. My step-mom was still at work and my dad was on his way home. Joe and I decided to chill out in the backyard because it was unlocked. However, we couldn't figure out how to unlock the gate. My dad had just moved into a new home with a lot of extra yardage and I had only been there once a few months ago. Blame me if you must for what transpired next. Since we couldn't find the locking mechanism for the gate we decided to go nuts and hop the fence. Joe went first, standing on the pile of firewood next to the fence. Just as he was about to hoist his other leg over he slipped! I panicked thinking there would be a large gash of some sort that needed tending to and the only medical supplies I had on hand were my hand sanitizer and some socks. He was okay sporting only a minor, shallow scratch. That was nothing compared to what awaited him as he cleared his other leg over the side of the fence. Two Brittany spaniels and one bulldog puppy came clamboring over to the six-foot tall bundle that was sitting in their yard. As they happily welcomed Joe to their turf, I prepared to climb the fence. I had barely gotten my leg over the fence when Joe said, "There's another fence over here that looks way easier to climb." I hopped down to investigate this outrageous claim. Sure enough there was a smaller metal door that I could have cleared no problem if I was a gazelle.

We celebrated our successful fence hopping by playing fetch and keep away with the dogs. Of course they were happy to see us because we rubbed their tummies and offered many opportunities to play. After half an hour, my dad arrived and let us into the house. It was great getting to visit with my dad and step-mom since I only get to see them twice per year. The only downside was that we had a long 11 hour trek the next day to look forward to. At least that gives us more time to play the ABC game!