The Grand Adventure: Wind Farms

Today was just a travel day, going from Albuquerque to Amarillo. There was an audible elation of joy from the backseat when we crossed the border and were back in Texas. I guess Troy is really ready to be home. My wife has now decided that she’s sick too, so I guess she’s ready to be home in her own bed. I’m feeling marginally better than I did in the Grand Canyon. Figures that I’d be on the mend as we near home.

Anyway, the coolest part of the journey today was seeing the giant wind turbine farms after we crossed into Texas. There’s something both awe-inspiring at seeing the technological advancements of man and peaceful at seeing those giant propellers moving gracefully around in circles. I rode along just watching them move slowly and effortlessly as the sun set behind them…their giant silhouettes black against the yellow-tinted sky. It’s amazing how large those things are. I mean you don’t really get a true sense of their enormity until you see them up close. It’s a wonder to behold.