Playing Huckleberry
Finn in Dubuque, Iowa
Captain’s Entry:
I can see the Mississippi River out the big front window of
the coach! We’re at another city park,
and it’s even better than the lovely one we stayed in last night. We have a
huge long RV slot so we don’t have to unhitch Maxwell. There is lush grass all
around us and just down the road there is a paved hiking/bicycling trail that
goes on and on and who knows how far across the city of Dubuque (Dah – Buke),
Iowa.
We can see a great-looking bridge over the river and watch boats going
down the river. There is a marina just across the way and wonderful benches to
sit on. I’m a happy camper tonight.
We gained an hour as we drove today, so we’re again in camp
by 2:00 p.m. with plenty of time to relax and enjoy this great view and walking
trails. The dogs and I have been out for over an hour. I’d love to walk this
trail further, but sometimes I go too far. I’m trying not to resort to calling
Frank to bring Maxwell to the rescue. Besides, this trail goes off along the
river where there don’t seem to be any nearby roads. I just looked up to see a
bright red boat with three or four people going pell-mell down the river. This
is so much fun! Can you tell I’m a water person?
There are flocks of swallows here! They zoom, soar, dive and
brush past your face! They are crazed little wild birdies. I guess they’re like
me and just love being by the river. We don’t have sewer or water here, but do
have 50 amp electric. We’ve got water in the tank and the sewer tank was just
emptied this a.m. We’re good to stay.
Hey another thing. It’s fall here! No
kidding, it’s 70 degrees, and I don’t want to leave, ever!
First Officer’s
Entry:
Today we drove from Marinette, Wisconsin to Dubuque, Iowa. That’s pretty much Wisconsin top to bottom,
and was 295 miles and about seven hours on the road. That was an actual seven
hours today because we were not able to do our regular routine of drive an hour
and stop and make breakfast at a rest stop, because there are no rest
stops in Wisconsin!
We came straight down Rt. 41 and Rt. 151, drivin’ and
a-looking, and drivin’ and a-looking, and never did see even ONE rest stop
until we got to mile-marker #1, which is one mile inside Wisconsin and four
miles from our RV Park for the night.
On top of which we drove the first half of that 295 miles in
d-r-i-v-i-n-g
rain with visibility down to about 200 feet, and the second half in winds
gusting hard enough to help us do a couple of unplanned lane changes.
On top of that, on top of that, both RT. 41 and Rt. 151 beat
us to death. They are in need of serious
remedial attention.
So couple up the rain, and the wind, and the road conditions,
and the lack of rest areas, and my memories of Wisconsin are going to be less
than fond.
Other than that everything is fine. Tomorrow Iowa!
End Log
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| Downtown Marinette, Wisconsin |
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| Our View of the Bridge over the Mississippi River from the Coach |
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