Wake up to potential thunderstorms / tornados / who knows? --
our first precip of trip,
hasty retreat east,
as the fronts scud southeast, and, in short order, in the clear, overland from the Platte River Valley
to the environs of
for a supply stop,
then on towards Omaha,
over the Missouri into Iowa.
seemingly endless rolling hills of cornfields-to-be to a charming Vistors
just about across the state,
Mississipi River, soon (unlike most of Mark Twain [1835-1910]'s The Adventure Finn ) on the Illinois side.
petrol stop in Andover
(not quite our Massachusetts experience,
but reasonably reminiscent),
and we make a
dining Mexicanishly once more,
this time al fresco at Kouri's Pub, before another delightful night... 61st day of summer back home, high up 3 to 81, with uncharacteristic, though minor, rain: .03, same as last moisture (April 19), for a total of 46.27 since July 1...
Des Moines, 78