6/27/13: Thursday, June 27: Frying Across the Rest of Kansas and into Colorado: And I DO mean "frying," not "flying." By 10 AM, it was already 93 and wretchedly humid in Junction City! I was surprised my tires hadn't melted into the asphalt pavement.

   It was a long haul across western Kansas, which grew steadily flatter and browner, with less and less of the scenery I enjoyed yesterday. I can't say I'm fond of western Kansas: in places, it really was the ironed-flat countryside I'd expected to find in all of Kansas.

   Now I'm in a little motel in Burlington, CO, which is at 4,000+ feet and somewhat cooler and drier than the Kansas lowlands. And I'm in the Mountain Time Zone. Can't see the Rockies yet.