The High Plains and the Englishmen

A straight road in the Pawnee Nat. Gransslands. Not CO 71. S ome years back I was flying from London (Gatwick) to Denver, across the Atlantic at night, then over the frozen wastes of Labrador, moving on and on southwesterly towards Colorado. It was December, and the aircraft was only about half full in coach. Behind me were two twenty-something English guys, who had purchased a ski package tour to…