Days Inn Mountain Grove
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... drove on to the battle of Lexington Civil War site. Hot today and the Visitor Centre not open but we walked the battlefield and saw the graves. A sad war I have always thought (they all are but this one especially). We drove on to Kansas City – here we come. We stayed at Wally Camp as Linton calls it. Walmart is a shop like Kmart and they are all over USA. Many
of them allow motorhomes or caravans (travel Trailers) that are self-contained ...
... I am now blogging with a new, fully functional mouse.
The weather held out for the afternoon, and the motorcycle ride across Missouri on MO-76E and MO-14E was relaxing. Not quite as spirited as Arkansas Scenic Route 7, but scenic just the same.
The original plan was to stay in the thriving metropolis of West Plains, Missouri, but we needed to do laundry, and the West Plains hotels did not seem to have ...
... to endure all that lives, breathes, and happens on the little lines on that map. Most of it has been wondrously amazing and filled with a spirit that transcends miles above what I could ever accomplish. The lines on that beloved map are also getting just a bit shorter every day. Just a bit shorter, but I'm doing my best.
What carries me is the notion that I may in some way be helping people. That notion ...
... Ron and I could barely carry it up to the car!
We feast on the cheese, salami and crackers from Osceola and some red wine. It's been a great trip: great weather and lots of fish.
One great thing about this resort is they clean and filet the fish for you. Tomorrow we head home with 82 pounds of trout! If you like trout, you'll be getting an invitation to dinner.
... where the Ingalls were listed. That was exciting to see. They had closed the path to the creek since it was so hot. So that was disappointing but we were out of time anyway. It was after two.
So we chose the fastest route to Branson....and it took us two miles to the border of Oklahoma. We had to go at least to say we'd been there. Then it was hightail it through the secondary roads to Branson. We could tell when we got to the Ozarks. The hills showed up. It ...