Goodbye Hays.  Hello open road.  Hello small towns punctuating the endless fields.  Hello Oakley.

I  found Annie  packing a weapon….

….and a girl out for a sunday morning ride.

I crossed over into Colorado and drove and drove.

I finally arrived at the end of this part of the journey.  I pulled up to my brother Ken’s house. In glorious Colorado.

First leg: 2125 miles.