Oklahoma-the uphill state & The North West Passage
Trip Start May 01, 2008
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We reached Osage Indian Reservation and after a quick consultation with the maps and guides, decided to break for the day here at the state park because as we suspected there is NOTHING between here and New Mexico but prairie grass and rolling plains. We intend to blast thru Oklahoma as quickly as possible so we did not even disconnect the Beast and Eagle for the night.
Early in the morning we set off from our spot and not even 100 yards down the park road a HUGE Tarantula was blocking our exit
Following route 60 we headed for the aptly named North West Passage, (412) which passes thru the Oklahoma panhandle bypassing Texas (our own little political statement). The road was in pretty bad condition, and the wind had picked up to a 30-40mph headwind as we headed along the North West Passage. Oklahoma climbs from around 1000ft above sea level to about 5000ft as you enter New Mexico thru the panhandle, so it was not our imagination that we were going up hill all the time. All this combined lead to a frightening gas consumption average of 4mpg!!! For the pessimists amongst us there should be feeling of impending doom. Oklahoma really is empty and on one particular 150 mile gap between gas stations (and signs of life) we ran out of gas!! The Beast holds 35 gallons of fuel and at 4mpg thats 140 miles........ ah? We began losing power and forward momentum about 3 miles from the next town, even though the trip computer on the Beast said we had 6 miles to empty.
Brent was given the task of hitching a ride and hopefully returning with some gasoline
We were pretty worn down after that episode..... talk about the wild wild west... and it was getting late so we decided to find somewhere to pull up for the night in the town of Guymon. It was the strangest campsite: 2 rows of spaces, close together in a completely featureless place. Not bad for a one night emergency but we were astounded to discover that the other 5 vehicles in the campsite were permanent residents... with decks and car ports and everything. Its was like "little trailer-park-hell on the prairie". Why anybody would want to live here permanently was beyond us, I mean anywhere in Oklahoma (or the rest of the country) would be prettier and less plain. The pictures do not do justice to how bleak the campsite was.
Needless to say, we were up and at'em the next day having survived another night in Oklahoma. The wind seemed to drop as we entered New Mexico and the gas consumption returned to normal.