As mentioned, Ralph was celebrating his 82 birthday when I met him and his family in Trece's Restaurant. They told me I'd be seeing plenty of wind farms up on Indiana 18, and Don Yost, his son-in-law, mentioned that a farmer earned $7,000 for every turbine on his land. Ralph fumed a little and said "it's all poltics" and explained how one big land owner with connections got 30 turbines and "the small farmer" got none. Don's wife, Joyce, kind of "shushed" her father, but I expect he was right. Anyway, when they heard I was riding for JDRF, Joyce asked if she could donate.
Of course, the answer is yes. So she gave $10. Then Ralph pulled out a $5. I said thanks, headed outside to unlock my bike, and another fellow named Jeff Holeman followed. "I overheard you say you were riding to California, and just think it's a great cause." So he also gave me a $10.
It's these kinds of acts that make riding even in blistering heat seem fun.
|Yes, we have no bananas.|
The cash crop today is electricity
Once the skies cleared, however, it was only about 80 degrees the rest of the day, and overcast, too, and I did 80 miles without suffering a bit. In fact, I even took time off to watch the parade for the Catfish Day's Festival in Wilmington, Illinois. I'll try to upload a picture now if this computer doesn't defeat me.
|What can I say: it's small town America.|
So, until next time, I'll just have to show you Phil, feeding a wild turkey. More later when my luck with computers improves.
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