There was a VROC rally taking place in Boscobel, Wisconsin this weekend. This was the 19th year and,although we haven't been in a while, I decided we should make a little detour and pay our respects. Projecting an ETA of 10:00 AM, we headed out of Oshkosh at 7:00 sharp.
Southern Wisconsin is very picturesque, with roads winding through hilly countryside of mixed trees and farmland.
Sherm sent an early text saying he was ready to leave Kingman (Arizona) and meet Lanny in Flagstaff. I had to call him back because I couldn't text while driving, but then I showed Sandy how to do it so we'll be more flexible in the future.
We arrived at the Sands Motel in Boscobel one minute later than my estimate. Stewey and Duck came right over with Fly, Mad Kaw and Pecos right behind. Connie introduced us to Wizard and Borys popped up from somewhere. Borys, Fly, Mad Kaw and Pecos will be bound for Taos as soon as the weekend festivities are over.
Stewey has a new Polaris Slingshot. This is a vehicle with two front wheels and one rear powered by a Chev engine. We had never been in one before so he took Sandy for a ride and then it was my turn. Climbing into the passenger seat felt much like getting into a midway ride. I was impressed by the way it ran and cornered under its master's hand and then I was allowed to take the helm for the return trip. Thanks for the experience, Stewey. It was a hoot but I think I would still prefer a new Miata.
We couldn't stay long so we bid the gang adieu and headed south on US 61 to US 151. In Fennimore, we saw Igor the cheese loving rat in front of the Carr Valley Cheese Company. As we moved further south, Wisconsin started to resemble Iowa, wide and spacious.
We crossed the mighty Mississippi into Iowa at high noon. Passing through Dubuque, we continued on along US 151. I was pleasantly surprised on one downgrade with the cruise set when the transmission downshifted itself to maintain speed. It should do this but I didn't know it could.
We noted that of the many motorcycle riders we saw in Michigan, Wisconsin and Iowa, almost no one wore helmets. I am a supporter of letting those who ride decide, but I was surprised how many decided not to wear a brain bucket.
Sandy had a craving for a Culver's caramel cashew sundae so we stopped at one in Marion, Iowa just after 1:00 pm. The place was exceptionally busy. Since this concoction wasn't something on my approved list, I ordered a mushroom/Swiss butterburger. OK, that wasn't on the approved list either but I figured it was a lesser evil.
I needed a short break at a Rest Area along I-80, where we saw a very cute little RV trailer. Then we stopped at a Pilot for fuel (still getting 25-26 MPG US at 75 MPH), where we saw a mini-transit van towing a Bunkhouse motorcycle camper trailer. Sandy got a photo of a German Shepherd piloting a motor home as well. Gas cost $2.19 per gallon.
We reached Des Moines and headed to the south part of the city where the airport and out hotel were located. A bank readout claimed 95F but my ambient air display only said 91. It didn't really matter because the A/C was working fine.
We arrived at the Days Inn and Suites soon after 4:00 PM. Jim on the front desk was very helpful. He told us breakfast was served starting at 4:30 AM because many guests were catching early flights out. We found our king room had a recliner and a couch.
Considering today's hotel experience, I looked ahead to North Platte and Ogalalla, Nebraska for tomorrow night. I guess everyone here goes to town on weekends because they were either booked or ridiculously priced. I managed to get a Days Inn in Paxton for $35 plus another 3,000 points. It is rated the number 1 motel of 1 in Paxton:-))
Perkins was within walking distance. They had a 55+ menu with lower prices. Oddly, the serving sizes were the same as the regular portions. I had country (chicken) fried steak with corn and mashed potatoes. Sandy had Butterball turkey with broccoli and mashed. Autum (sic), our server, was very pleasant and competent.
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