The rig and it’s occupants departed Iowa on a bright sunny morning; destination North Platte, Nebraska.
The city is located in the southwest corner of Nebraska, situated along the I-80 corridor, where the North and South Platte Rivers converge. The population is around 25,000, and it appeared to me to be the only decent sized town for miles. There were the typical Walmart, Target, Applebees, etc that one expects to find in any mid-sized town.
North Platte has two claims to fame. First it was the home of Buffalo Bill Cody. Second it has the largest rail yard in the world.
We toured both and rapidly ran out of things to do. Not being shoppers, cruising the stores was not an option.
Referred by a local gal, we attempted a hike. The area near the North Platte river was little more than a horse path, and was quite over grown, and could be in no means be termed a hiking trail. Hiking denied!
One evening we decided to try the only brewery in the area, Pals Brewery. The brews were good and the nachos were delicious. I was surprised they were not busy, it was Friday night prime time and business was sluggish despite the good food and drink and decent prices. I guess the brew pub craze has not yet reached the area.
As I reflect upon my stay a few things come to mind. I did not find the residents to be overly friendly or upbeat. This town seems to me to be kind of stuck in the 1990’s or something. There is a vibe of boredom or dullness that permeates the area.
If you are a person who pines for the past, don’t need much entertainment, and are not outdoorsy, this may be just the place for you.
I, for one, and I am sure Bruce will agree, find no need to return. I have been there, done that, and am ready to travel west to Colorado.