Miss Saturday is here once again. She smiled her frosty smile at me as I chased after "I". The quiet of the morning enveloped me as I made my way over the snow which still covers much of the yard. My Saul and Sarah seemed to shiver as they stood bare in the darkness. "Hang on," I whispered. 'Its only two months till Spring'
I have a goal this year and that is to walk the Katy Trail. The Katy Trail is a state Park across part of Missouri. It was once where the Katy Railroad ran. It now is a biking and walking trail. I want to walk at least half of it, then turn back and walk my way back to Clinton Missouri. Half way is about one hundred twenty-five miles. So total would be about two hundred and fifty miles. I personally think I am up to it. I would have to save some money to pay for lodging and food. Now the money part I am not so sure of but my Mother use to say, "Where there is a will there is a way." So I am setting my goal for September.
I want to back pack Mexico but unless there was someone to go with me, I know its out of the question. The Katy Trail would be right up my alley. All the assistance I would need would be a ride to Clinton. I could walk about thirty miles a day, stop at night and start again the next morning. Can you even imagine the scenery I would see. The historical value alone would be worth the trip. Stepping back in time as the old trains puffed across Missouri.
If I closed my eyes tight enough I might see solders from the Civil war or maybe even an Indian. It would be safe enough, no cars or trucks to mow me down. Its patrolled in day hours and I would take my phone. I want to go so bad. Just a back pack, with a few changes oof clothes and I would be set. This could be a great adventure.
I have made up my mind. I'm walking that dang trail. I'm making a wish. I'm going to make it come true. So as soon as the weather breaks I'm going back to walking. I need to get up to thirty miles in a day. But I am perfectly sure I can handle it.I have decided I am making this next thirty years worth remembering, even after I'm gone.
The picture at the top of the page is of a bridge on The Kathy Trail. Can't you just see me walking across that bridge? The sun on my hair? I can. At the bottom of the Blog is a short Bio of The Katy Trail.
I make my semi-daily turn around in Blogland. It is quiet here too this morning. I think of all the pictures, poems, rantings and information that fills Blogland. The amazing thing is I never see it when I come. Or hear one peep from anyone. Only when I hit the next Blog button. I head for home. My mind on The Katy Trail. What in the world would I do without dreams? I'm outta here.
The Katy Trail State Park is a recreation rail trail that runs 225 miles (362 km) in the right-of-way of the former Missouri-Kansas-Texas Railroad. The nickname "Katy" comes from the phonetic pronunciation of 'KT' in the railroad's abbreviated name, MKT. The trail, widely known as the Katy Trail, is a Missouri state park and one of the longest Rails-to-Trails trails in the United States. Sections of the Katy are part of the Lewis and Clark National Historic Trail and the American Discovery Trail. Most of the trail follows the northern bank of the Missouri River. The trail is open for use by hikers, joggers, and cyclists year-round, from sunrise to sunset. The trail is made up of "limestone pug", creating a hard flat surface.
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