Hwy 36 is one long stretch folks. I didn't make it all the way throught Kansas but almost. When I stopped in Atwood to get gas, I mentioned to the register clerk that I hadn't seen another vehicle heading in either direction for almost 2 hours. And, that iwas one, "Lonely Highway!" Then he said, " If you think that has been lonely, it gets one whole Hell of a lot worst the farther you head West." So, I turned south and drove to Colby, Kansas on Interstate 70 and spent the night.
The next morning I ate at the Village Inn, got my favorite omelette, and then drove west for 40 miles and then headed back North up to Hwy 36 and then crossed the Colorado line. There was a real joker that wivisted the Vilage Inn... ie, see the photo.
Man, was that guy in Atwood right. After crossing into Kansas I turned on to Hwy 34 and headed to Greeley. Lonely is the mild statement for that road, Desolate is the right one. All I saw was a few cattle on the range and then smelled the Feeder pens as I approached Greeley. I rolled into Fort Collins at 5 pm and my buddy George came down from Crystal Mountain and met us at Troy & Karen's house and we went to dinner.
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