6.17.2010

The Tar and Gravel Road

I've been on a lot of bad roads. The road from the state line of Missouri to Syracuse, Kansas, for instance, and the long death ride of a road from La Junta to Walsenberg, Colorado. But S Pawnee road in Illinois is the worse. It's a long road through corn fields, with just one tree along the way for shade. It's uphill. But worse it's tar and gravel. It was so hot today the tar was bubbling and popping under our tires like snap crackers on the fourth of July. Our tires sank into the tar which coated the tires and acted as glue for gravel. We had to stop and peel it off, and it looks like the blown tires of interstate semis. We quickly used our phones to find another route. We were on the wrong road anyway. 

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