Our first port of call was Big Brutus in West Mineral. Getting to Big Brutus turned out to be a bit of mission. We entered the NW 60th Road from the western end however between us and Big Brutus was a railway overbridge that was too low for us to go under ergo we had to reverse back up the road (negatives: gravel, up a hill, narrow; positives: not raining, no other traffic) and find a turn around spot. We did and, undaunted by the deep drainage ditch either side of the driveway, expertly (a bit of license here) backed into it and turned around. I’m sure the train driver backed the train up especially to see our flash manoeuvres. Sadly (for you) no photos of that but these ones of Big Brutus will go a short way to make up for it.
Look closely for two teeny tiny people down by the crawlers - that's Jean & Sue |
If I just move this over here I can scoop up all the tourists |
The only way to access Big Brutus once he was operating - one very small elevator. Not for claustrophobes. |
This old dumpy in slightly better nick than some of the ones Sue has operated |
Dog heaven - a hydrant every few steps |
Matrot Castle |
Interior of Matrot Castle |
Leaving Topeka we headed to Kansas City (Kansas City here we come, they got some crazy little women there … you have to know that old song to understand that line but we either added to that number or introduced a little sanity. You know us, you decide).
Ever wonder how they get the coloured swirls inside marbles? Keep wondering. We know now but we ain’t telling. Visited Moon Marble Company in Bonner Springs where Ernie gave us a demonstration on marble making. He makes it look so easy. Check out these tasty little numbers too but mind your dentures.
His name was Ernie ... and he made the fastest marbles in the West |
Mmmmm, chocolate |
Pick up the phone, order your meal then await the fun |
Take your order out of the box and munch away - drinks are still delivered manually though |
Inner child completely satisfied we then ventured from Kansas City, Kansas to Kansas City, Missouri. Clearly the inner child wasn’t 100% satisfied as we had to visit such sights as a DC3 taking off from a building, a hair museum, a whole city block of giant books and a large concrete soccer ball. Then and only then was the inner child completely satisfied … for that day anyway.
DC3 taking off from the Roasterie Building |
This piece was done to commemorate the three little boys pictured who had died |
Some of the books we all know, some just for the scholars among us |
Wouldn't really want to trap this concrete behemoth |
This is how Sue likes to play football these days (you have to imagine the beer in hand) |
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