
Not without some difficulty I managed to tear myself away from SA and go on a ramble. The beautiful fall weather is too good to waste entirely on work. Joyce had other things planned for the day so Tuesday afternoon I fired up the Pathfinder and headed up FM 207 in search of the site of Adobe Walls. I’ve read several different things about that historic site, most recently a book about Billy Dixon, perhaps the most famous figure associated with Adobe Walls along with Quanah Parker. The route took me through Panhandle, Borger and Stinnett, and area of the Panhandle I hadn’t been through before. It wasn’t any different from the rest of the area for the most part but still an interesting drive from straight, flat plains, winding down through the Canadian River valley and back to the level again. Wind mills have sprouted up in this part of the world like mushrooms and I passed through a wind farm with one less than a hundred feet on either side of the road. I stopped to listen to them and found they make a sound like a passing car as the blades go around. That might be objectionable if one were close enough to them but it didn’t compare with the noise from I 40 we contend with. Continue reading “Escape velocity”




