Well howdy folks, we are back on the road after a hiccup, but now we are living the good life!



We left Leavenworth on a gusty day into a headwind but with a smaller milage goal it wasn't so bad. We made it to Hiawatha that night and slept near a lake. Since it was Casey's birthday we went into town that night and ate some mediocre food at the towns best restaurant..... Hiawatha's no foodie haven. We were on our way to Nebraska the next day, but not before a stop at McDonalds for some coffee and the local senior citizen crowd's barrage of questions, which is generally the highlight of my day. We stopped in Nemaha for lunch, a tiny, but very friendly little town where a man informed us, "it isn't the end of the world, but you can see it from here." that night we made it to Tecumseh Nebraska. Home of ? We slept through some thunder and lightning behind a baseball field, awoke, looked for the library, met the mayor, found the library, and headed off to Omaha. About twenty miles from town we hit Syracuse and finally cell phone reception. With a helpful tailwind we rode 45 miles in about 2.5 hours. We cruised along just as well for the next ten until we hit the city.... SCARY. We rode on a sidewalk til it ended then finally found a back road the last five miles. Aunty Jeanne greeted us with Popsicles, boy does she know the way to my heart. We hung out with Sammie the dog on the porch, got cleaned up and had a delicious dinner. It was nice to see Jeanne and we watched a special on tornadoes which turned out to be fitting for the next day. Aunty Jeanne made us some tasty coffee cake and packed us some sandwiches for lunch...mmmm. We were off later that afternoon and pulled into Fremont around five thirty. We ate dinner and watched the locals play soccer. Then we were properly greeted by dark skies and a tornado siren, we made a run for WalMart where they had us join everyone in the back. Luckily there was no twister, just a nasty electrical storm. Wally world isn't a bad place to wait one out. We bought some cake and explored the aisles. Slept in the city park and woke up just before summer camp began. We received some strange looks fromeveryone as we cooked breakfast in our fire on the table stove, but all was well. We found a brownie specialty store and some coffee, of course, never without the senior breakfast club and questions. :) Tonight we grabbed a beer at the only watering hole in Pilger nebraska, a town of 300-something. We were lucky enlugh to enjoy the drunken gossip of the farmers, quite the easedropping experience. Tata for now. We are busy enjoying the aroma of stockyard USA.



Strange clouds post crazy storm in Fremont.