July 20, 2013 – Crawfordsville, IN to Milton, WI

We got an earlier than expected start this morning … and, since we crossed into the Central Time Zone this morning we arrived at our next campground by 1:30 PM.

Heading west toward Illinois under a clear blue canopy, the corn fields stretched almost to the horizon on all sides; only interrupted by the occasional farm homestead and barns dotting the fields.

Soon, however, an approaching cold front turned the sky an ominous gray

after which the heavens opened up and we found ourselves having to slow down to under 50 MPH due to very poor visibility.

Then, the rain stopped and we spotted patches of blue.

We did speak with Kathy today who let us know that Jack had had a tough night although was a bit more animated this morning.  However, the prognosis remains the same.

Heading west, and then north after reaching Bloomington, IL, the landscape remained relatively constant … farm-after-farm …  Field-after-field.

There is an effort among the men and women who work the land to educate visitors to the fact that the food people eat doesn’t originate at the local market.

 

Another series of (Burma Shave style) signs was more political in nature, one of which read

We enjoyed a procession of the American Defenders Motor Cycle Club,

 

Octagonal barns,

Round barns,

 

And barns which were on their last legs.

We drove through huge wind turbine farms.

 

There were scores of silos … new and old,

Huge grain elevators,

And rail distribution complexes.

At the Farmland Rest Area, there was an interesting Adams Leaning Wheeled Grader No. 8 on display.

And, at each of the rest areas we stopped at, there were signs alerting truck drivers about driving and non-driving hourly requirements. Something we’d never seem posted before in our travels.

 

At one point just south of the Wisconsin state line, we noticed a small plane flying back-and-forth over the highway, diving and seemingly disappearing into the fields of corn which lined the Interstate.

Then, on one pass just in front of our motorhome, we realized it was an Aerial Applications crop duster.

Once we reached

it was a reasonably short drive to our campground where we took advantage of the campground pool for the fifth time during the past six blistering hot days.  Tonight, however, the humidity has dropped considerably and we were able to eat outside for the first time in weeks.

Oh yes … I also got to meet a familiar guy who was obviously on vacation before he had to get back to work.

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