We were told that we could get 10% off at the next door restaurant Country Kitchen, open 24 hrs, so that's where we headed at 5:30 for brkfst. However, their cheap, intriguing breakfast didn't start until 6. Our waiter Cody politely let us wait until 6 for our order to be put it, but it was pretty satisfying when it came out so we can't complain.
The route we had chosen out of Warrensburg consisted of smaller roads, more of the Missouri foothills (with some steep, lowest gear possible stuff), badly maintained pavement (this reputation preceded it) and even some gravel which was fun for the romantic aspect of it but quite tiring and then just freaking scary on the downhills.
This was our last day in MO, and after one trip to the Harrisonville library, post office (to dispose of some acquired weight), and their the Pearl Street Grill, we passed into Kansas from MO Rt. 2 to KS 68. The thing that marked this pass was that our shoulders immediately dissapeared to be replaced by sloping grassy ditches. While their had been tractor-trailers previously on the road, suddenly their appearance was much more frightening, and I felt that every muscle in my body was tightening, bordering on spasm. It looked ominous. I felt that if this how this road and all roads in KS were going to be, we were going to have to skip it somehow.
Only 5 miles in however our fears were briefly put to rest as we stopped in Louisburg, inhaled some Chinese dumpling and lo mein. I don't know that we actually tasted the food at all, but if we did it was good. Then back to their library to try to catch up on this durn blog :), figure out our resting places for KS, and just kill some heat time. Libraries are happening spots in these small towns. We spoke to 2 very nice ladies, one Michelle helped us figure out camping stuff and then even offered us a place to stay (a very very tempting offer), and another while calmly attending to 3 of her 6 children, told us where the groceries were, about the low cost of living in KS, and how she didn't think she could ever bike across country. 3 months of biking vs. 6 x 18+ years of kids? Differents strokes for different folks.
We left Louisburg close to 7, and were delighted to find a shoulder on the road, and HILLS! Big long hills. Apparently there are some lies being told about parts of Kansas. We went up to Hillsdale Lake S.P., another project by the Army Corps of Engineers, and we needed the onsale bag of strawberry marshmallows we had purchased to get us that next 17 miles or so. Oy Vey.
But we got showers, had no one to pay so our night was free, ate some bananas, and went to bed, setting up for rain that never came.
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