Next to the Lewis and Clark Interpretive Center, connected by a paved bike path was the Charles Floyd Riverboat Museum. Riverboat Museums seem to be a thing on our country’s major rivers. There was a Riverboat Museum in Marietta OH, then in Brownsville, NE there was a boat called the Meriwether Lewis Dredge. A dredgeContinue reading “Entering My 11th State”
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Interpretive Plural.
It’s not too far from Council Bluffs to Sioux City. My first day back on the road after so much rough travel, I got to Onawa. It was a long stretch of wonderful flatness, more what I’d been promised in the plains states than what I’d gotten. Seriously, glacial hills in Kansas? Loess Hills inContinue reading “Interpretive Plural.”
All Time Low
I crossed the river and set foot in Iowa for the first time, enjoying the slight change in scenery, very lush green bluffs, occasionally with a chunk missing that revealed a shock of red soil. There were technically towns on this ride, but the first few I passed through had been ravaged by a tornadoContinue reading “All Time Low”
The Stars On the Horizon 