Sunday, April 18, 2010

Gettin' Out of Town

I just really needed to get out of the city. Max and I had mostly just been commuting to and from work for the past 3 months. All in town, and all at city speeds. It was time to see the country. Blow out a few cobwebs for both Max and me.

This field was startlingly green even if the plants were very small.

There was no plan for the ride, other than gettin' out of town.

But as I rode I kept ending up in a smaller community of some sort. Wichita has a lot of smaller communities surrounding it.

This city/community even has a slogan. Bel Aire is definately a bedroom community. No downtown area, mostly housing developments. The dog at this house was letting me know that I was "invading his territory". Up the road a little further is another city/community, also with a slogan.
Kechi is known for its antique shops. My camera batteries crapped out on me soon after the next shot, so ended up with no pictures of antiques today. Guess I wasn't prepared that well. Buying batteries would happen in the next town.
But today I encountered these beasts that didn't seem to care about Max and I stopping to take their picture.
From the sublime to the ridiculous? Another horse in the next town, Park City.
Park City, in my mind is sort of like a big truck stop. Fast food abounds. Good place to get batteries.
A Harley rider stopped here for breakfast.
. There is a dog track here that closed a couple of years ago. The owner says that if the State Legislature would let him have slot machines, then he would open up the track again. I'm not holding my breath. For now, the track is looking a bit tired.
A little further away from Wichita is a town called Valley Center. More of a real city. They have their own school system, railroads, grain elevators, a downtown and other definitive attributes.
Railroads were important to these small towns over the years as farmers brought their grains to town to be loaded onto a train.
Then the grain elevator.
And a decorated water tower. Home of the Hornets.
Max and I ride a little more out on the open road.
We eventually reach the town of Sedgwick, more railroads and grain elevators. Another pretty nice little town.
The town of Sedgwick lies in Harvey County. Wichita is in Sedgwick County. Go figure!
More beautiful country as we rode.
Then I passed by this coffee house on the way home and couldn't resist stopping to take a pic.
I personally have decided to lay off coffee for a week or so. I drank too much over the last 3 months and I now wonder what my system is like without being wired a bit.
Max and I had a great ride. I have a week off from work now. There will probably be a few more rides.


  1. The heartland! I have suddenly come to understand why being an accountant makes sense. You work your ass off when the weather sucks then you get to go riding when the sprouts sprout. All you have to do is be able to count and look good wearing a green vizor.
    If I lived ina town called Kechi I would either a) need to know why it was called that or b) petition the city commission to make it sound more manly (something like, say, Ramrod City).

  2. cpa3485:

    You have such empty, straight, no traffic, scenic roads. Looks like all of your snow is gone.

    Our roads are so congested it's hard to get out to the country

    bobskoot: wet coast scootin

  3. Conch, Kechi, I think, is an indian name. It is pronounced with a long e and a long i. It is mostly housing developments, but there is an older section of town with some antique shops and an older theatre where they do plays.
    No green eye shades for me, but people have tried to suggest that I use pocket protectors.
    Thanks for coming by and harassing me.


  4. Bob, the snows are long gone> I am threatening to take all the liners out of my gear, but mornings are still a bit cool.
    There is an advantage to Kansas. In no more than 10 to 15 minutes, you can really be in the boonies with little traffic and nature to behold. No mountains or really significant scenery, but I would surely miss some wide open spaces.

  5. Dear CPA3485 (Jombo):

    The riding season really has started, and there is nothing like hitting the open road, to be out in the country, where new life is sprouting in each direction. I have a short ride loop that I will start doing each night. It runs about 80 miles, through one of the largest Amish settlements in the country. I traced the route in the car last night, and my soul yearned to be on a bike.

    Nice pictures. When does your club hold its first ride this year?

    Fondest regards,
    Jack • reep • Toad
    Twisted Roads

  6. To boil it all down: Time to frolic?

  7. Yes, loosening up and clearing out the cobwebs can really do a machine and his--or her--soul well!