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Well at least I thought so. Bob on the other hand isn't so sure. He has categorically stated that we will not do that again. We used pretty close to 3/4 of a tank of gas and that includes the 10 gallons extra we had to add. The generator is designed to turn off when the gas tank reaches 1/4 and it didn't do that so we were pretty good. This morning when we started out, we had 1/4 tank (155 miles to E) and the generator ran for 131.5 hours.
We weren't sure how long ...
Not much to write about today as this was definitely a driving day. We travel 462 miles to Illinois through some of our country's most valuable farm land. For miles and miles there was nothing but corn with a few soybeans thrown in.
We did stop in Blue Earth, Minnesota to visit with the Jolly Green Giant. In honor of Sturgis Bike Rally ...
... off with another warning. We arrived at Dave and Ruth's at about 5 (met them at Bob and Jude's) after unloading we went in to town as Salem was holding their first ever bike week. We met lots of people one of which happened to be the owner of the local ...
... went to the farm in the afternoon.
Tenants are using the farm for making hay, raising chickens, a hog, some
goats and some baby ducks. They seem to take good care of the place and I hope they can continue to stay. We stopped at the Zearing Tavern about 1 mile west of our farm. Zearing has always had a population of about 40 people when the tavern is open and about 5 ...
... and white dog I named Roadrunner. She was always in my way and I kept saying 'meep meep' to her, so she became Roadrunner. Roadrunner turned out to be a boy. Yikes, I'm bad at this game! But at least the name was more appropriate. Not like he ever listened anyways. I did end up feeling too sorry for him and feeding him some old cookies from my pack - I'm sure this is exactly why they follow us around the canyon. I felt less guilty though. And she/he was happy. Unfortunately ...