Last week my family and I flew out from Kansas City International Airport (KCI) to New York City. I love my road trips, but the view out an airplane window is mesmerizing. Cars move like little armies of ants in line on the highways. Multi-colored quadrilateral agricultural fields quilt the earth. Stormy clouds pass above you and below you. There's so much to see up there and you see it all in such a different way. It reminds me of that Proust quote we use in our I-70 book about "seeing with new eyes" the landscape we have taken for granted.
I watch downtown Kansas City scroll by my scratched up oval window. Arrowhead and Kauffman Stadium come into view and also scroll out to the right. We're traveling I-70 by air. Hmm... could I use our book thousands of feet above the interstate? It worked on Amtrak, maybe it will work on Southwest Airlines. As I was peering down trying to find landmarks I saw this one
and knew exactly where I was-- Mile 30,White Industries. I could see the huge 4,400-foot-long runway underneath us. At first I thought it was another airport, but then his inventory of 2,600 planes came into view. From the interstate you can see only the 1960s vintage Lear 23 jet in his front yard. It is impossible to see this view from anywhere but his backyard or the skies above.
White Industries is one of the largest suppliers of used airframe, engine, and avionics parts. Some planes are flown in while others have to roll down the highway within another transportation vehicle. Some of his planes have come from such remote places as a glacier in Greenland and an African forest.
As we traveled on further south I saw some of our other stories-- a glimpse of the Ozarks to the south (although, once again, more than a glimpse as we kept climbing towards our cruising altitude), small towns among the ag fields, cemeteries and schools.
It would be great to have interpreters on airplanes. Sure you can use the airline app to somewhat figure out where you are (but not really). The plane on the app I was using was the length of over 3 cities (that's one big plane!) and made it difficult to tell where we were. If interpretive sky travel guides could stroll the aisles and tell us what we were seeing how time would fly. Okay, bad pun, but it would be such a richly informative and entertaining trip. But they barely have room to push that little beverage cart down the aisle and not enough funding to give us more than a tea-bag size bag of peanuts (get out the EpiPen.)But I'd pay for an interpretive sky travel guide. "Can you see the...?" "Did you know that you're directly over....?" "See how the...?" I could put down my magazine and listen to the stories as I pass over like Peter Pan in Neverland.
Now I'm resisting the urge to write interpretive travel guides for airliners. We could put them in the little pouches just behind the safety instruction sheet. Safety first. What a variety we could write-- and have alternative stories for when weather causes detours.Winter could throw a cold blanket on the land, but the worst part would be the plane ticket cost we'd have to endure flying back and forth to double-check all our stories and sites. Anyway, as you travel this summer, we hope you enjoy all the stories that you see from the road and the skies!
In "Driving Across Missouri: A Guide to I-70" we wrote about what travelers can see beyond the billboards. In "Traveling Through Illinois: Stories of I-55 Landmarks & Landscapes Between Chicago & St. Louis" we found stories among the cornstalks. Follow us as we share stories found alongside the roads we travel in the U.S. and around the world.
"The real voyage of Discovery lies not in seeking new lands, but in seeing with new eyes"
- Marcel Proust
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Labor Day Blues
It’s another Saturday night and in my household that
means The Fish Fry is on the radio KCUR- Kansas City. It’s a great program that
highlights blues, R&B, soul, jumpin’ jazz, and zydeco music and oftentimes,
KC artists. The week of July 6 they were doing a “road songs” theme. Here are a
handful of the road songs they played that evening. Listen to the whole show at
http://www.kcur.org/fish-fry-archives
Key
to the Highway- Muddy Waters
Big
Road Blues- Rory Block
T
Model Blues- Lightnin’ Hopkins
Long
Time to Get There- Betse Ellis
A few more of some
country blues for those who are laboring on the highway this Labor Day weekend:
Mobile Blues- Waylon Jennings
Truck
Driver’s Blues- Merle Haggard
Long,
Lonesome Highway- Dick Curless
Gulf Coast
Highway- Nanci Griffith
Friday, August 23, 2013
Get Your Kicks on Route 66 and Enjoy the Drive on I-55
I had a radio interview on WGLT in Bloomington, IL last weekend about our “Traveling Through
Illinois” book. They played the Van Halen song, “I Can’t Drive 55”
at the beginning of it. Clever. I liked it.
Ted and I started an I-55 song list years ago, actually. We
pondered what songs we should have on the soundtrack if this book should ever
make it on the big screen. Okay, well, we just thought about all the fun road
songs there are out there. So, for the next few blogs we’ll play some road
tunes.
Seems respectful to start with this one:
Here’s an encore from his daughter:
Here’s hoping that after you read our book, you won’t ever
sing Sammy’s lyrics about I-55:
Sunday, July 7, 2013
Kids Say the Darndest Things On Road Trips
The first week of July 2013 is gone. For some this
means that summer vacation is half over. It’s the crest of the hill before
rolling towards Christmas. Hopefully most are still enjoying some fun in the
sun. For some, this may even be the eve of a family road trip. Some families
are triple-checking that they packed their swimming trunks, cancelled the
newspaper, and that their children have charged all of their electronic
entertainment for the drive. Ah, the glare of hand-held electronic screens has dimmed
the games of counting farm animals and playing license plate poker.
I have just come home from a youth mission trip to
Benton Harbor, Michigan where none of the teens were allowed to take electronic
devices. Poor kids were subjected to my I-55 mile marker stories from our “Traveling
Through Illinois” book. It wasn’t through my devious plans that this all
happened. The big boss of the youth leaders relayed that kids should take the
9.5 hours to talk and get to know one another.
I was lucky to get the vehicle full of boys. Little
boys can be loud in their imaginary play which always includes sound effects of
something blowing up, imploding, exploding, or blasting off, while little girls
do quiet tea parties. But, age does something to the vocal chords of teens that
has nothing to do with puberty. I could see the carload of girls ahead of me.
Arms were waving, bodies were swaying, ( I think the entire van was shaking ) and
the male youth leader who was driving their vehicle stumbled out at our first
stop to gas up the car. Dazed, he mumbled something about a headache.
Long road trips usually offer a few funny comments
uttered at just the right level of silence. Those are some of the most
memorable moments of the drive. As the boys and I crossed over the Mississippi
River from Missouri to Illinois on Highway 36 at Hannibal, I shared one of
these funny comments uttered by my daughter who was in the chatty girl vehicle
ahead of us.
My family traveled Highway 36 across Missouri about
3 times a year to see family in Illinois. Every time we crossed the bridge over
the Mississippi River in Hannibal, we’d point it out to our daughter, Rose, and
name it, hoping we could teach her some geography along the way. On one trip
across the Mighty Missi-sip, when she was around 4 years old, I once again
announced in my best Chevy Chase voice, “Here comes the bridge! We’re about to
cross the Mississippi River!” Everything went quiet for a moment in the van as
Rose’s unspoken thoughts hung in the air, and then she said, “Mom, why isn’t
there a Mr. Issippi?” It took me a minute to get it and then she said that it
wasn’t fair to have a Miss Issippi and not a Mr. Issippi. What an equal rights
kind of girl!
This little tyke grew up to be a teenager. Just
recently she said to me, “When I get a car someday I’m going to buy a
(VW) Bug so I can drive by and watch people punch each other.” I am almost
too embarrassed to share this story.
The whole “Are we there yet?” phrase springs from
the fact that kids have a hard time gauging time. In fact, one story of travel
and sense of time (not the same as time travel) is when my younger daughter had
no concept of time (or she was just too giddy from finding out we were going on
a trip.) On opening a fortune cookie that revealed we’d be going to Disney
World just after New Year’s, she blurted out in happy excitement, “Are we gonna
stay overnight??”
If you’re traveling with young kids this summer don’t
forget to take the baby book, a journal, or a pen and paper. You might just
capture some of those darndest things that your kids say as they first see the
Grand Canyon, cruise past a wind farm, or find bizarre creatures in the clouds
outside the window. Enjoy the ride!
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Tree Silhouettes while Traveling Through Illinois
As in any book, there are stories to be cut, and we
were sad to cut a few of our tree stories. Other landmarks fought for attention
at the same spot or other stories ran beyond the boundaries of their mile. So,
we thought we could “re-plant” this story on these cyber pages.
A chapter from “Reading the Landscape of America,”
by May Theilgaard Watts and my love for sculpture inspired this story on tree
silhouettes.
From the cutting room floor of the Illinois book:
Tree Silhouettes In the distance a row of trees punctuate the skyline with their branching silhouettes. For half of the year these deciduous trees appear leafless, revealing the patterns of their weaving branches. While some people may find winter and early spring trees “dead-looking”, others see beautiful black sculptures lining the hillsides on the highways.
Different species of trees can be identified by their silhouettes. For example, a weeping willow tree would be easy to identify by its drooping branches that cascade down like long hair.
Massive Bur Oak trees left in open fields can sprawl horizontally with thick low limbs stretching wide over the plains.
In contrast, Cottonwoods usually have a very tall straight trunk with few or no lower branches but with upper limbs that weave together vertically in lattice patterns. These tall straight trunks were often used for canoes as trappers made their way down the Missouri River.
Monday, June 17, 2013
Honk if You Like Trees!
A shade tree is
a blessing in the heat of the summer day. With a grassy cushion or soft chair
to protect your backside from the bumpy roots, it’s a great place to enjoy a
good read. Shel Silverstein praised the
tree in his book, “The Giving Tree” as have many other authors in poetry and
essays over the years.
We, too, felt the need to recognize these earthy friends
in our traveling books. We cannot fail to mention the gifts that trees give to
landowners, shoppers, sightseers, farmers, and children of all ages.
In our Illinois,
Missouri, and Kansas books we talked about the Willows, Oaks, Hickories,
Osage-Oranges, Red Cedars, and Cottonwoods.
Here are a few stories to share with you about the diversity and
wonderment of those living creatures in which we are surrounded by but rarely
acknowledge during our day.
From Traveling
Through Illinois
Mile 137 Cottonwood Commerce-- If you are
driving along this stretch of the highway in winter, snow may be flying past
your windshield, but if you are passing through in June you may also see
flurries. The trees in a row on your right are Eastern Cottonwood trees, whose
tiny brown seeds are parachuted by cottony hairs that float across the highway
like a summer snowstorm. Notice how the heart-shaped Cottonwood leaves seem to
be continually moving. Cottonwood leaves constantly flutter because they have
flat, rather than round, stems that make them twirl and twist wildly in the
slightest breeze. Indian tribes shaped these tree trunks into sturdy canoes for
their trips of commerce and companionship across the state. With hot coals,
they would first burn the trunk and then scrape out they charred wood to sculpt
their dugout canoes. Canadian explorers, Marquette & Joliet, traveled the
Illinois and Mississippi River in birch bark canoes, but would have fared
better on a Cottonwood craft if they would’ve ventured into turbulent waters.
Plains and Prairie Indian tribes found Cottonwood canoes sturdier than the
birch bark canoes of the northern woodlands.
Cottonwoods
still contribute to commerce. If you stopped for an ice cream treat during your
drive today, you may have held a cottonwood stick in your hand. The wood is
used for such things as ice cream sticks, kites, veneer, baskets, pulpwood, and
fuel. These lively trees are fast-growers, but short-lived. Years from now,
this stand may be gone, but most likely, somewhere along I-55, you’ll still see
these seed aviators planting products across the prairie.
from Driving
Across Kansas
177
Water-loving Willows
- Willows
and water go together. Old Testament prophets, Shakespeare, and a multitude of
writers and artists for centuries have linked willows and water. Unlike some
literary linkages, this association is biologically accurate. Willows require
an abundance of water and can survive long periods of flooding. These
attributes make them the perfect shoreline tree. Willows serve an important
function in preventing erosion of banks in ponds and streams. Willow roots form
dense mats that hold the soil particles in place instead of being washed away
by waves or flowing water.
Native Americans used
willow wood and limber willow sprouts to make traps, tent poles and stakes,
mats, baskets, drums, meat-drying racks, and many other things. Today willow
wood is sometimes used for boxes, crates, and furniture parts. A specialty use
of willow wood is for artificial limbs for amputees.
Willows were a living
pharmacy for both Native Americans and European settlers. Virtually every
potential health problem known was treated with teas or pastes made from parts
of the willow tree by some group of people on the Plains. Even “chew-sticks,”
the precursor to tooth brushes, often were willow twigs. These willow chew
sticks may have provided other dental health benefits from the chemicals in the
wood. Salicin, a painkiller used in
modern pharmaceuticals, is found in willow bark and leaves.
The familiar Weeping
Willows are not a native species, but rather they originated in China. Weeping
Willows were brought to Europe in the 1700s and eventually found their way to
North America where now they are popular ornamental tree.
Written for, but not included in
Driving Across Missouri
Sycamores - You can easily identify sycamores from the highway because they have white, tan, and greenish mottled bark. Sycamores grow where there is plenty of water so they are found along streams and rivers. Notice this tree is sitting in a damp low spot. Sycamores are the largest trees east of the Rockies. They can stand 150 feet tall and their crowns can be more than 100 feet across. Sycamore wood is hard, but it often rots from the inside so only the outer trunk supports the tree. Hollow trunks and branches become wildlife apartment complex for raccoons, opossums, bats, owls and other cavity-nesting birds. Settlers used huge trunk cavities, some as big as 125 square feet, as storage rooms and even homes. Sycamore wood has been used for dugout canoes, wagon wheels, barrels, and furniture.
How many trees do you think you pass on a day’s drive? Amazing how
easily we overlook them, isn’t it?
Monday, June 3, 2013
Tornadoes on the Interstate
Our thoughts go out to all those who were affected by this past weekend's tornado outbreak in Oklahoma, Missouri, and Illinois. Ted and I have friends and relatives whose communities were affected by these storms, but luckily none of them were injured. In "Traveling Through Illinois" we have a story about a deadly F-3 tornado that crossed the interstate on June 1, 1999. The tornado hit the rest area at mile 65 and overturned six tractor-trailer
trucks and killed one driver and injured four others before it traveled farther northeast for ten miles.
It's difficult to know what to do when you are on the road and then caught in the midst of a twister. Some have found refuge under an overpass while for others this has proved deadly. Some stay in their cars and others get out and hide in a ditch or low-lying area. Here's some information we got from the National Weather Service on what might help you survive is you face a twister on the road.
from "Traveling Through Illinois"
It's difficult to know what to do when you are on the road and then caught in the midst of a twister. Some have found refuge under an overpass while for others this has proved deadly. Some stay in their cars and others get out and hide in a ditch or low-lying area. Here's some information we got from the National Weather Service on what might help you survive is you face a twister on the road.
from "Traveling Through Illinois"
Meteorologists advise
that when drivers on highways spot a tornado, they
shouldn’t attempt to
outdrive the unpredictable twisting mass of debris.
Tornadoes can weave
back and forth over a road and change directions
quickly. They suggest
that if it is visible and far away, you should drive at
right angles to avoid
it. Drivers shouldn’t park under bridges or overpasses
since the winds can
actually be more severe as they rush under these spots.
Rather, you should look
for a nearby business where you could take shelter.
If no businesses are
nearby, park your car, move away from it so it doesn’t
roll over on you, lie
facedown in any low-lying area like a ditch or culvert and
cross your arms over your head for protection from flying debris.
Accounts from Oklahoma http://newsok.com/fatalities-reported-after-massive-storm-system-moves-through-central-oklahoma/article/3840694 reported an array of different accidents on I-40 and other roads. Tornadoes can touch down in any season, but most especially the spring and summer. We wish you safe travels on the road this summer!
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