Oct 13 Camped out for a couple days just
west of Wichita
Took some time yesterday evening to do laundry at the campground facility and wasted more time confirming that the TV antenna on top of the van sucks before settling down and reading the evening away as rain showers blew in one after the other.
My original plan for today was to
check out the aviation museum here in Wichita in honor of my brother and nephew who are really
into all those mechanical flying machines, (I guess that should include my
great nephew Lane as well since he also goes nuts for that stuff.) but after
some on-line research it looks like most the exhibits are outside and it's a grey
day with low hanging clouds and showers blowing through as this weather system
persists, so I decided the Cow Town Museum would be a better choice. At least
there I will be able to duck into one of the many buildings and let the rain
pass.
This turned out to be a really good
choice as Cow Town is fantastic place that did a really good job of giving a sense of what
daily life in Wichita, and places like it, was like in the mid to late 1800’s. I
especially liked the residential section that had furnished houses representing
poor, lower middle class and upper middle class homes. I found it interesting
that the re-enactor had to sit on the porch of the lower middle class house to
do her knitting because the fancy upper middle class house next door didn’t
have a porch.
Two rooms and a kitchen built by a hard working blacksmith for his family of wife and three kids |
There was also the railroad depot,
the livery, a hotel, a saloon, several specialty shops such as women’s clothes,
gentleman’s clothes, and furniture along with the general store, pharmacy,
carpenter’s shop, sheriff’s office, grain elevator, funeral parlor and lots of
other stuff.
I also liked that, even though it
was a Saturday, there were more re-enactors wandering around than visitors on
this particular day. There was only one place where I had a 21st
century intruder in one of my photos and that was a bright red baby stroller
left on the front porch of a farmhouse. Took so many photos I flattened
the battery and my spare is just too old to function reliably anymore.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I
use my camera as a companion with which to share my experiences. It helps keep
me engaged as I am constantly looking for cool shots and interesting things. I
don’t have someone there to share with immediately so I build a narrative with
the camera that I can share later. (I can hear the groans from here. Oh no, not
more vacation photos!)
On the way back to the campground I tried
to find a spare battery but didn’t have any luck so am going to have to ration my camera time until I get that resolved.
Lots of places seem to have
their own ‘driving personality’. Houston has its fast drivers, drivers in Dallas
seem to think it’s OK to exit the freeway from whatever lane they happen to be
in at the time, rural New Mexico drivers respect speed limits and following distances, and for some reason in Wichita they love their horns. Not angry
horns, just toots for no apparent reason, but that would soon have me angry
horning! I mean how are you supposed to take a civilized nap while behind the wheel with all this horn tooting going on??!!!
If you look close you can see rain falling in the puddle in the lower right of the livery photo. I took shelter in the livery right after taking the photo only to have the hostler show up and start moving two really, really big horses around in the tiny space as he got them ready to hitch up to the stage coach. I was stepping lively there for a bit to keep from getting horse prints on my toes!!
Man oh man look how complicated it was to be a well dressed lady of the times!!!
I know, I know, a ridiculous number of photos, but consider yourselves lucky! I took about 1100 photos (All my ailing battery would handle), culled that down to 206 for a slide show, and, with a great deal of pain, picked a little more than 1/10th of those for this entry!
A step up the economic chain |
If you look close you can see rain falling in the puddle in the lower right of the livery photo. I took shelter in the livery right after taking the photo only to have the hostler show up and start moving two really, really big horses around in the tiny space as he got them ready to hitch up to the stage coach. I was stepping lively there for a bit to keep from getting horse prints on my toes!!
Man oh man look how complicated it was to be a well dressed lady of the times!!!
A horse powered seed drill. Man there is a lot of adjustments to make on this thing!!! |
I know, I know, a ridiculous number of photos, but consider yourselves lucky! I took about 1100 photos (All my ailing battery would handle), culled that down to 206 for a slide show, and, with a great deal of pain, picked a little more than 1/10th of those for this entry!
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