Between all the foodie magazines I end up buying and the many food TV shows with the likes of Anthony Bourdain, there are always food joints that I have heard of and will go to if I am ever in the area, but usually I don't remember where it was or its name or...
And we end up eating some pretty miserable fare.
Today was not going to be one of those days, we would be in Kansas City around lunch and I had heard great things about their BBQ. And having been in the South for the last year, I was becoming a connoisseur of smoked meats, something I hadn't ever imagined, given how rarely I used to eat beef or pork.
After a little research it seemed like Danny Edwards Famous Kansas City Barbecue might be just the spot for us.
We got there a little before noon. It wasn't the "authentic" sort of BBQ joint I was hoping for. It had all the trappings of a tourist destination, but if the food was good, who cares.
And it was good.
Not great, but definitely very good. I think that I've had my fill of plates stacked high with meat and am looking forward to lighter, greener fare.
Let's just call this a last hurrah and head to Sunflower Mountain.
I was getting sleepy and needed to stretch my legs. When I saw a sign for the US Cavalry museum, I thought that might be interesting and educational, so we pulled off the freeway. When I realized it was on an active military base, I decided to turn around.
I just didn't feel like explaining the unicycle strapped to the roof, the plethora of hula hoops or the unicorn mask perched on top of the water bottle, not to mention what a task and time suck it could be if they ended up wanting to search the vehicle.
So we ended up climbing to the top of the hill that was on the other side of the freeway and checking out some ridiculously huge cannons. This one could shoot a missile that was 11" in diameter some 5O miles away. We were in the middle of Kansas, why or what might they be shooting at was beyond me.
At least Skye had a fun time climbing it.
Actually we were just barely.
After being on another tiny out in the middle of nowhere dirt roads, we missed the turn to the "summit" of Mt. Sunflower.
It was hard to tell where the highest point was but I saw in the distance what looked like it might be something and it sort of looked like it could be the highest spot in the nearby area.
We turned back and sure enough it was.
After not seeing a car or a person for over an hour, a black jeep rolled in behind us. It was the owner of the property. He had seen us miss the turn and had headed after us to make sure we didn't get lost.
Now that was a first in our high point collecting.
He told us that we were in Colorado before we turned around and came back and that vandals had destroyed the sign showing the correct turn and he was sorry about that but glad that we had figured it out and had made it to Mt. Sunflower, the highest point in Kansas.
When in Kansas...
The Unicorn in me decided to come out and play on Mt. Sunflower as the sun was setting.
A little shy at first
Again we were on a desolate road with no map and no cell service with the sun going down.
So we headed north on this straight dirt road that in theory would eventually hit I-70.
But not before we saw a lot of things empty farm land and things unexpected.