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I had
BlueBelle parked in a bit of an awkward spot due to the storm last night.
But I managed to extricate her and get her ready to roll. Today is pretty
much just a 'grind it out' day of over 600 miles, most of which will be
on the interstates. |
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I do
get to go back through some of the Badlands so I get to see things I couldn't
take pictures of in the storm last night. |
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The
skies start to darken up again but I am hoping I don't encounter what I
did coming in. |
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I take
a good last look at the Badlands and then ... |
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I am back out on
the open road again. |
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A good part of the day will
be spent on I90 til I hang a right at Sioux Falls onto I29. It's a route
that I have followed numerous times before. |
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Once again I have the pleasure
of enjoying a beautiful sunrise painted by the Master Painter from the seat
of a motorcycle. |
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I pass by a old
west town used as a movie set that I have been by before. It has been turned
into a tourist 'set' and they try to keep it up in good condition. |
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I see what appears to be a serious
fire up ahead but I cannot figure what it is - even as I get closer and
pass by it. |
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Since breakfast was nonexistent
and it's about time for both of us to eat, I pull into a convenient stopping
place. |
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They have some breakfast tacos
so I figure I'll take what I can get and be glad that I had something to
get. |
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I've been told that
if I was coming this way, that I ought to stop by and see
the Dignity Statue near Chamberlain, South Dakota. |
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I move a little closer for
a better look and it is quite impressive and beautiful. The story is -
Dignity
of Earth and Sky (shortened to Dignity for brevity) is a sculpture on
a bluff overlooking the Missouri River near Chamberlain, South Dakota.
The stainless steel statue depicts an Indigenous woman in Plains-style
dress receiving a star quilt. It measures 50 feet high, 16 feet deep and
32 feet wide. The star quilt held by the woman has more than 100 blue
diamond shapes that move in the wind "like an Aspen leaf".
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But it's back to
the road and unfortunately back to construction zones. |
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I see some more of those windmills
and I have to wonder why they are not turning as the wind is blowing pretty
hard right now. |
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Once again the sky looks less
than inviting but I am holding out for that bright spot I see on the distant
horizon. |
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The rain finally catches me
but it's so hot I just welcome the cooling affect and ride on through it. |
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I have to laugh every time I
pass this Sapp Brothers Water Tower where they have done a good job merging
the practical with whimsical. |
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When I pass the Rulo,
Nebraska exit I remember that there used to be a good Nebraska State line
sign just off of it. But they 'improved' and replaced the old iron bridge
and messed all of that up the last time I was through there. |
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I finally reach my abode for
the evening in Platte City, Missouri. |
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The place where I usually go
for supper is 'closed until further notice' which is a shame. So my other
walkable 'opportunity' is Wendy's so fast food it is. |
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I get a burger, fries
and a Frosty and it certainly fills the empty spot well enough. |
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I wander back to my room, knowing
I have another 'grind it out' day for tomorrow. But at least at the end
of it I should be back in my beloved Holler. With those thoughts cogitating
in my head, it does not take me long to find the place of rest. |
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