There are big patches of Kansas that are sublime motorcycle country, and this is one of them. It's an area called the Smokey Hills, which are well named. When I drove through them last week, it was much prettier than the above photo, because everything was green. (I couldn't find a really good photo.) The skies were thick with gray clouds as the rain fell. The roads themselves are two-lane black asphalt that wind up and around and over through gorgeous landscape where you're often the only vehicle on the road. There's even a picturesque town, Marquette, with a motorcycle museum and signs that say, "Watch out! Motorcycles are everywhere!" When I drove through Marquette, I thought, "This is a place where I'd like to come and stay a few months and work on a book." There's a cafe, a little library, friendly people, and gorgeous roads leading out of town from every direction.
Motorcycle Roads in Kansas