It was a beautiful Saturday morning as we loaded up Moty for the Dakotas. RJ washed the bike and cleaned the chain while I sat inside and drank coffee with Gramma. We shined up our helmets, packed the chocolate chip cookies Gramma had lovingly made for us and headed out. A quick stop at Grampa’s shop to borrow a tool for the bike and we were off. If you’ve ever been to Western Kansas you know that it’s one of the flattest and most boring places to drive through with the exception of Nevada. (Sorry to those of you who live in WK and actually like it there) I think I fell asleep a couple times but woke up when the wind tried to blow me off the bike. As we neared the Nebraska border, the scenery picked up. We cruised on in to Nebraska where rolling green hills greeted us. As we rode through, we noticed old cowboy boots covering the fence posts. We learned this is an old...

We took off for Topeka Friday morning. It was bright and sunny; the warmest it had been our entire trip– 67*. Six hours later we made it to the capitol just in time for the last tour of the day. We parked beside the capitol and quietly argued about where to park because we didn’t have enough quarters for the meter. The building was beautifully done, everything was new and polished. We quickly got our stamp, and then RJ had to scramble to find some quarters to put in our meter before we got a ticket. I waited in the lobby for the tour to start. The tour started without RJ, I think I could see him running around periodically. The tour guide was a charming old man with bad delivery in his jokes which made it all the more endearing. Half way through the tour I found out this specific tour was not going to take us up to the dome which was rather...