Yesterday we crossed over from Wyoming to Nebraska and the change was quite dramatic. Within a few miles the scenery changed from western (sage and rolling hills and horse corrals) to agricultural (fields, cows, and barns). We've moved from the empty quarter into the bread basket. Here we have fields of corn and wheat and sugar beets, little towns with green grass and church spires, and along the highway acres of used farm equipment.
But like Wyoming the skies here are huge--because the land is so level and there are no mountains to impede the view. Shortly after our arrival we drove through some dark clouds and rain storms. The setting sun created some quite dramatic vistas.
It's cool again. Feels almost like Victoria. But it sure doesn't look like Victoria.
We should be in Kearney this afternoon. We'll be camping at the Buffalo County Fairgrounds.