Today was another very long haul.  What I learned:

You can get ready in a hurry.  We woke up around 6AM, looked at the weather, and saw a line of storms headed our way.  It was a mad dash to hookup and get out before getting drenched.

Us easterners don’t see too many windmill farms.  We went crazy!  There were windmills everywhere!  And as far as the eye could see.  We rolled down the windows and took at least 50 pictures.  To the left.  To the right.  In front of you.  Across the horizon.  Minnesota loves its windmills.  And that was just the first farm we saw.  You could tell we were from out of town.

Minnesota may love their windmills, but they hate their roads.  At first it was pleasant, then it got hellish.  I’d have to rank them down in the pits with Ohio.  I would have loved…