“Highway Subject to Crosswinds,” was what the sign read as my friend Rod and I rode into Oklahoma from Vega, Texas.
Our mission that day was to make it to my grandparents’ farm in southern Kansas. I’ll never forget thinking to my-self how asinine that sign was. Nothing could be as bad as those horrendous Santa Ana winds, we first experienced as we set-off on our trip from L.A. to Baltimore…or could it? [...]