Oh. Oh. Halfway there!

Mid west fm radio offers you what seems to be three choices;

Jesus

Country

Classic rock.

That's it, classic rock it is. 

As we draw very close to zinnia, Kearney ( pronounced kar-ney) and half way, some mid wester DJ graces us with Bon Joci and Living on a Prayer.  Too funny.

Prior to that we passed I 70 speedway which was hosting the world of outlaw sprint cars.  I was sorely tempted to ask nancy if we could stop for that but controlled myself.  Then we pass Iowa speedway which was hosting the NASCAR truck series.  We come across many types of care cars on this leg from drag cars to go karts to open trailer road course cars  to dirt modified and one really nice looking dirt car which was probably a street stock type class.  Not sure why someone is putting a new body on a car this late on the season but hey man it looked nice. 

We stop to get gas and discover that the interchange offers only major chain burgers or subway... Pass.  Another hour yields a "taco John" subway or "the embers".  We aim for the taco place but are unable to find it and pull into the embers which is a family owned restaurant offering way huge portions of fried food covered in gravy.  We decide to make an exception because we're on the road.  Overheard conversations.... It's getting hot again (it was approaching 100)... I'm heading off to the spencer fair and a sunburn.... Sounds like a good time.  Indeed.

Lula has to wait in Priscilla but is rewarded with a couple of pieces of deep fried cheese.

We head out and I put my nose to the grindstone to make Kearney Nebraska.  It is suggested that we overnight at a state rec area which turns out to be quite nice.  But it's still in the 90s.  we find a suitable spot with electricity, back in and just after i put the stabilizing jacks down i notice that there is hydralic fluid leaking from the rear drivers side one.  up go the jacks, i will not risk them not going up tomorrow.  they just keep priscilla from rocking during the night....  i fill the water tank and then Zinnia shows up with fresh drinking water, incredibly delicious pizza (a mookie and an American pie) and some fine pear cider.  She has also brought fire wood, corn and some garden veggies.   We share Nancy's last crabbie and tequila. There is much conversation and a campfire.  Then I conked out.

I take lula for a morning walk.

Upon returning nancy has made coffee and the cats think they might want to eat the beaver that keeps showing itself or maybe they want that bird in the tree that keeps saying "waaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh."  Yeah.... Probably the bird.

We haven't figured our destination today but i am thinking Cheyenne-ish. I'll probably call the rv dealer for instructions or advice after breakfast.  Were in the land of the pioneers so.. Well... Wagons HO!