And now things start to get interesting.

One of my favorite things on a trip is to wake up in a new landscape.
The last views before dark yesterday were still farmland, prairie, looking much the same as Iowa and some of Wisconsin.
I drove 150 or so miles further SE in the dark before stopping, and today I woke up to the Plains - open treeless vistas, achingly blue cloudless sky, everything in shades of tan.  Beautiful, in its austere way, but hard to catch in a photograph.
Better to look closer then:

A truck graveyard in SE Colorado:

I'll probably add more later, I'm itching to get back on the road.  I'm in Pagosa Springs, CO now, heading west to Durango and the Four Corners.

(Later)

Kansas grain:

It took most of the day, but I could see mountains before dark.