74º here in Clarinda, IA at 11:18 am on Monday. 117 years ago today my Dad was born in Pana, Illinois.
After being gone 38 days and driving 3,641 miles and seeing a lot of people and things, time to try to organize things. The last 5 days of our trip we were in Macon, MO at their Bluegrass Festival and I taped all the shows we went to (3 stages running continuously from 10 am until 9 pm and then dances that followed that---don't know how long they lasted as we were pooped and went to bed -- have many files to edit, and convert to .mp3 files on a flash drive so we can listen to while in the pickup.
At least two of their kids live close by and do the yard mowing, help them as needed and do the driving to St. Louis for specialty doctors.
After leaving Jim & Lavine we drove in some pretty hard rain across some county roads (well, it was a shorter route) to Timber Trails Campground near Mulberry Grove, Illinois where we spent the night before driving on to Macon, Missouri.
At Macon we were at the county fairgrounds and sat there (the trailer) for 5 days, which was the longest time during our trip.
Got there Tuesday morning and first event was a pot-luck supper Wednesday evening. We drove to an Amish store about 5 miles south of Macon and got groceries. Phyllis got some mush which we had for several breakfasts, which was really good.
Wednesday afternoon we listened while several groups jammed and practiced with some "new" people to include in their part of the program.After the Pot-Luck supper many of the people again played, for their fun and our enjoyment.
Listened to a lot of good entertainment from Thursday through Saturday evening.
Drove home on Sunday morning, stopping at Pizza Ranch in Marysville, MO for lunch on the way home.
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