Day 31: Amateur Meteorologist: Chanute, KS to Beaumont, KS

Last night getting into Chanute, I suggested to Jess and Tuan that we opt for a motel rather than a campsite on account of some impending thunderstorms overnight. Sure, our tents *probably* could have handled them, but I had figured we’d be more likely to make wise “sit it out” decisions if we were warm and rested rather than wet and bedraggled. Once we checked in, a look upward confirmed the skies still seemed pretty calm, so we went into town to check out the food situation.Chanute is a great little town named after a railroad engineer who mentored the Wright brothers. They have a cool memorial downtown as well as a bar that has $1 beers and deep fried chicken gizzards, both of which found their way to my belly.

I’m on to Wichita for some much needed rest. My lovely, amazing, and beautiful wife is flying in for a couple of days to reconnect right here in the middle of this grand adventure. In case I hadn’t mentioned it yet, she is a queen among women. This trip to Wichita is off-route, so I said goodbye to Tuan and Jess and launched into a Google mapped path. The road to Wichita is a US highway, which are best avoided. Barring that, selective amnesia is a good plan.

US highways are tough on the nerves. Combining that with a late start, I opted for a cute little historical hotel in Beaumont, KS. The eponymous Beaumont Hotel has been around since 1879, where it was once a stage coach stop. Since the mid 20th century, it has found an incredibly unique niche: it caters to aviators. A grass landing strip nearby hosts regular single engine planes. The hotel even has airplane parking. Fortunately, they still cater to the occasional horsebound traveller, so Persephone sidled up to the drinking trough while I saw the proprietor about a room.