Another 1,000 miles down

Near the Minnesota-Wisconsin border I passed 17,000 miles. The last thousand covered the flat middle of the country from the Colorado mountains to Mississippi River. Eastern Colorado, Kansas, Nebraska, the western side of Iowa were all flat or slightly rolling and devoid of trees. It wasn’t until I stopped in Estherville, Iowa that I noticed trees and lakes, two things that often go together. I guess the Plains have enough water for farming, either natural from the sky or from underground, but not enough to support a forest. That is to say I can only speak for the part I drove through, I imagine there’s a forest hiding out there somewhere. Riding across the arid middle of the country I found it very interesting to see that both trees and people appeared more frequently as I headed East.