Good Morning from Menomonie,

As the driving continued yesterday, in 28 hours the path took me from the border of Utah and Wyoming to my little house on Park Circle in Menomonie. A stop in the Black Hills at Crazy Horse and Mt. Rushmore were the evening activities and then it was road tripping all night to get to the lush and green fields of Wisconsin. I think it is the color that is so different and striking that I noticed most of all.

Yesterday morning traveling across Interstate 90, the humidity hung on the fields and yet, while I could feel that dampness in the air, it was such a beautiful change in color from the foothills of the Sierras.

Today will be a catch up and get organized day. I took a three hour nap yesterday afternoon, but  then I was up and doing things until almost midnight last night. I woke up at 5:15 which was the same time I would be awake in CA, but remember there is two hours difference, so while it is light already, it is really only about 4:30 a.m. as I write this.

More in a day or so after I get squared away. I will be posting a number of new photos on Facebook before the end of the day. The picture today is my driveway and the house. I took the Harley for a cruise last night.

I miss the smiling faces in Starbucks on Main in Placerville. The last visit there was an interesting one and ended up with some unexpected activity, but it was nice to be there to help. I am certainly missing the group: Gretchen and Taylor, Tony (who should have got his cast off yesterday) and his daughter Ty, Ray and Roy, two definite characters, Marque and Dave from the tattoo parlor next door, and, Ann and Camden, which, of course, is another story in an of itself.

Thanks,

Michael