Kansas!

Kansas!

It was a fine campsite last night, without a dew. It was mild and calm when I stepped back out on the road and headed north. I was soon walking in shirt sleeves (and pants) cranking out miles. Turkey vultures were sunning themselves on this 

Miles, and Miles, and Miles

Miles, and Miles, and Miles

Sean Phillips dropped me off where he picked me up in Platte City. We shook hands and I thanked him again for his hospitality.  It might have been the prettiest day of the whole hike, a light breeze, sunny, warm but not hot.  Sean texted 

Zebras and Jesse James

Zebras and Jesse James

My laundry dried out well. I watched the news as I sorted and packed my gear, looking for any bits of trash to throw out.  It was another chilly morning. Excelsior Springs is a nice town. The part of town I walked out of had