Nostalgic Place Bed & Breakfast Inn
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... and again, overrun by mosquitoes. During the
days, we rode up and down the main road in the park called "The Trace"
... several side roads, too. We constantly spotted wild turkeys in fields and
on roadsides, saw several deer, and lots of roadkill armadillos. We visited the
historically restored "Homeplace" - a working farm village with
docents in period costume. Maggie was ...
... not to get stuck. We end up camping at a designated spot with a picnic table but Way to close to the noisy road. Saturday September 8th Cook breakfast and pack up in our normal relaxed fashion, Bob jumps in our car and shuttles us to our starting point. Did 20+ mile 'cause river was moving fast...the first 6-7 miles were the prettiest, but there is a nice spring on the right about 8-10 miles short ...
Weather is killer right now. The next ten days will be nothing but 100+ degree days with medium to high humidity and NO CLOUDS OR RAIN. Today was pretty crazy. Brent and I are now on a time constraint to get to Springfield, MO before the 3rd to meet with Benny and Jess as they head back East from Colorado. We're going to be spending the 4th together.
It didn't dip below 85 degrees last night until around ...
I slept in my Van last night and it was so nice fresh air and no air conditioner blowing and noisy all night. The fan in the bathroom of the motel last night was very loud and sounded broken....really annoying. I woke up around 5am due the workers that were next door left for work that early, didn't think about that when I wanted to sleep in the van....Anyway I promised the girls blueberry pancakes for breakfast since the town did not have any restaurant ...
Here they come...deep breath. Click, click is the sound I make as I downshift to my lowest gear. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale...I try to control my breathing as it gets faster, filling my bottomless lungs. The air is thick with moisture, yet my throat is dry...it would be an impossible task to reach for my water bottle, I have to hold on with all I got...puusshh, puusshh, leefft foot, rriigghht foot. I pray that I ...