Another state has passed beneath my feet as I roll West on Ginger's saddle. The states on this side of the country are a bit wider so I certainky won't be breezing through any of them, especially since the wind is typically coming at me, slowing my roll. Today was a short ride, just what I needed after 8 hours of roasting in the sun yesterday. I was aiming for Dubuque but wasn't sure where I would stay until late last night.
I better get out to California soon to make it up to her before she does anything else for me! Dubuque is a cool little town. Maybe it's considered a city, sorry if I offens any DBQ natives. I heard it was quite the happening place back when Chicago was still being built up. Just another example of how being located along a major water source sets up a place for success.