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Tresa nearly fell out of the car laughing. Hey, they looked like wild ponies to me as they galloped across the road in the distance!! Turns out they were deer, or maybe antelope. We tried to decide what the difference is and I came to the conclusion that if they're in Kansas, they're deer. If they're in Colorado, they're antelope!! In any case, Tresa got a huge laugh from my 'wild ponies' exclamation! Might take a while to live that one down! The last hour of the trip took 8 days. At least. I thought we'd NEVER get to Scott City. All there was to either side of the flat road was field and field and field and more field, with an occasional feedlot thrown in to break up the monotonous lack of scenery. We saw bicyclists occasionally, which made me excited because I assumed it meant we were getting closer. We passed by a Dairy Queen-type ice cream joint that was named ... are you ready for this ... Frigid Cream. Yes, you read right! FRIGID CREAM!!!! WHO thought that was a good idea???? A couple of towns over we saw another Frigid Cream store, and Tresa said, "It's a franchise!!" You know it's a long day when the thought of a Frigid Cream franchise had us bursting out in giggles.
Then we were finally at Scott City. We had no trouble finding the bikers ... there were over a |