We exited the rocky mountains and entered the great midwest. You could feel a culture swing as soon as we hit Harrison, Nebraska. The first thing we noticed was the waiving. Everybody waives to you in the midwest. The local farmers switched from ranchers to crop farmers, and the locals were excited to start the harvest. Not that the people in Wyoming were unfriendly, but there is a certain warmness that comes with this part of the country. Maybe it has something to do with growing up here.
The scenery was surprisingly beautiful. We road on the Sand Hills Journey. Apparently northern Nebraska used to be the bottom of an ocean. The result was rolling sand hills and a weaving road.
And now for the best part. The foot of snow on the ground ruled out camping, so we booked a room at the local motel. That's when we discovered the machine. The machine was a tricycle with a built in motor. This home-made contraption achieves speeds between 15 and 30 mph. The owner of the machine travels the country showing off his animals as some type of street performer. His animals include a dog, cat, and rat. Normally not that cool. However, the rat (Mousey) rides on top of the cat (Catty) and the cat rides on top of the dog (Bugger). Pretty cool. Dave and I did not give the man money, but the DCR provided us with a new headlight. A headlight that would make it half-way through the Gutter Ball - The Quest for the Perfect Game.
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