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DAY 38 – THURSDAY, AUGUST 15
SABULA TO CLINTON French toast, fruit parfait, crispy bacon, orange juice, coffee—a breakfast for champions, or so we hoped, as we got prepared to leave Sabula’s Castle Bed & Breakfast and make…
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DAY 37 – WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 14
BELLEVUE TO SABULA Morning at Dave and Carol’s started out busy busy on our computer’s, at least for me and Tom, whereas Dave sat calmly on his patio, drinking his coffee and…
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DAY 36 – TUESDAY, AUGUST 13
DUBUQUE TO BELLEVUE Did we mention Sparky? He barely let us leave Dubuque on Tuesday morning—the little mutt owned by Susan and Scott that seemed to have adopted me for the night,…
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DAY 35 – MONDAY, AUGUST 12
NORTH BUENA VISTA TO DUBUQUE If there’s a North Buena Vista, Iowa, there must be a plain old regular Buena Vista. We never found it as we ran south out of town. Maybe…
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DAY 34 – SUNDAY, AUGUST 11
GUTTENBERG TO NORTH BUENA VISTA (BUENIE) The day started out with some housekeeping, logistics, and the boiling of a dozen eggs to take on the road as sustenance. We had given ourselves…
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DAY 33 – SATURDAY, AUGUST 10
GUTTENBERG LAYOVER From all my childhood memories, fishing happens early in the morning—or at least that’s when you get started. And today was no different. By early, I mean 7am—not the 4am…
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DAY 32 – FRIDAY, AUGUST 9
HARPERS FERRY TO GUTTENBERG I was still in my nightgown when Jane and Wayne walked in the door to our cabin bearing the gift of coffee to add to the muffins and…
