Most people hate driving across Kansas, . . I don't, which may go to say a lot about me, I don't know.
But I love it. The open vista's, the old farms, the expansive sky. I think it is great.
And where else can you see so many post-rocks.
In an area with little wooded land, early Kansas farms had to come up with other ways to hold up the Barbwire (or Bob-wire if you tend to be sexist). With lots of limestone around the solution seemed simple. (And they don't rot.)
Today' QS. . . post rock.