The Mighty Mississippi

We left St Charles this morning and made our way to Freeport Illinois, the home of the tower of plates. A tower made out of plates, sounds interesting doesn't it. But it's not. It wasn't worth our time. But it was on our way so it wasn't really out of our way. We stopped in Dickeyville at the Holy Ghost Grotto, a shrine of weirdness.
Cassville Wisconsin was our next stop. We drove along a Mississippi River and came into Cassville where we took the Cassville car ferry.

 My car was on a boat! The trip a about 10 min long across the river into Iowa.

It let us off on a little dirt road in the middle of nowhere. We then got slightly lost but soon sorted it out. We ended the day in Fort Dodge Iowa. Tomorrow is going to be a big driving day.

Every Mile Counts

Yesterday we did not cover much ground. We crossed from Indiana into Illinois and spent the day driving around Kankakee and Herscher. I saw where I was born and where I lived when I was a baby.

We spent sometime with some of my moms old friends, drove on a part of Route 66, saw Gemini giant, and ended up staying in St Charles.

Drive On

Our adventure began with lots of driving. Hours and hours of driving. On strait roads lined with corn field. We cleared Ohio, stopping in Cleveland to get my chair adjusted at millers. And we also sopped at the giant Campbell's soup can in Napoleon Ohio.

We drove through Gary Indiana, and yes we did sing the song.
I am now sitting comfortably in a hotel in Indiana after a lovely swim. Tomorrow in more driving.

Something Important....Like Pants

The feeling you get when you are packing and are overcome with dread that you forgot something. You just know that when you get there you will have forgotten something so important, you know something like pants. I have never gone away for a three week period before, I almost don't know what to do with my self. I had the whole couch cover in clothing trying my hardest to simplify and reduce; giving up I went with the philosophy ' if it fits, it comes.' That seem to work for me and I am now good and packed.
Departure time-tomorrow 6:00 am.  

Road Trip

So I'm going on a adventure. A big adventure. A long adventure. The kind of adventure that takes you very far away from home.  But also the kind that brings you back again. To the kinds of places where your watercolor are essential and your camera soon becomes a permanent addition to your arm.  I am packing up the blueberry and driving her out west. To Wyoming to be exact. To see people that I love and places I have never been. This ones going to be good!