We're not in Nebraska anymore.
700 miles, or thereabouts, later, we're in Escanaba, Michigan. The UP, where pasties is a polish food. Seriously.
-- Iowa is not flat. It's not mountainous, but the loess left by an early climate change makes for nice scenery.
-- Dubuque is probably an interesting place. They call it America's River. Nice waterfront, great bridge. Terry and I agree it calls to mind Butte, Montana for no other reason than the historically-significant (maybe) dark red brick buildings downtown.
--At least one A&W restaurant in Wisconsin has cheese curds on the menu. I kid you not.
-- There is a town in Iowa named What Cheer. Nobody knows where the name!e came from -- according to Jeff.
--It's lilac season... Almost intoxicating.
--Lambeau Field is impressive. The visit to Curly Lambeau's frozen tundra was fun and photogenic, though not a spiritual moment for this Broncos fan.
--had a good budget at Brett Fabre's restaurant. No sign of Brett but we're told Green Bay (the city) has forgiven his brief tenure with the Vikings.
--Deer here are large and many of them are dead beside the highway. Not enough, I say, after a tense 60 miles through Michigan's dark and deep woods.
--1500 miles in three days is a new experience for Clark. his shutter finger still works, though.
Still working on that picture thing. I'll get there.
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