Day 1

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Rich met me at my house and we rode off at 3:58AM! Yes, I did keep waking up all night with great anticipation of the adventure that we were about to begin. Our first challenge was the weather. I heard about the weather front that was going to generate storms between here and Chicago. Of course, that was the direction we had planned to travel. We decided to take a more southern route across WV, OH, IN, and IL. We avoided the rain but it was hot, hot, hot. We are on a mission to get to Rapid City, SD by Friday night. Well, seventeen hours later we are in Moline, IL and 887 miles from home. We’ve checked in a motel for the night. No time for pictures today (not much to see anyway). It’s time to get some sleep so that we can start it all over again tomorrow – another 800+ miles to go. Z z z z z z z z. . .

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Tommie Galloway said…
Hope every thing is going well. Would gladly change weather with you. It is too cold in CA for me. I thought I was getting away from Chitown to some nice weather. Ha! Travel safe and tell Rich hello. your home girl Tommie
Friday, August 10, 2007 1:43:00 PM
Unknown said…
You should probably call your daughters to check in EVERY day.
Friday, August 10, 2007 8:24:00 PM
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