Monday, June 29, 2009


It was beautiful yesterday. It was one of those days you wish you'd have taken a picture of.

So I did. (click on photos to enlarge)

We had a big thunderstorm Saturday night, so Sunday was one of those crisp, clear, reasonably cool days...ya know what I'm talkin about? The days that feel like they've been scrubbed clean and everything just sparkles.

In other words, it was the perfect day to take out Rhett (our 'vert) and give him a run for his money. And run, he did.

Despite his age, he can still keep up with the best of 'em.

What better accessory for a car named "Rhett" than a pirate flag?

We headed up 29 and took a sharp left towards Camp Grove. I'd never been there before...and frankly, I hadn't missed much. It was a beautiful drive, though. I looooved all the enormous, sculptural windmills, juxtaposed with the rolling corn fields and old barns.

We looped around Bradford, stopping at the local Casey's for a pee and a that order...then on to Henry, crossing the bridge and following the river down the other side, through Lacon and Spring Bay.

We wound up in Creve-tucky, at Captain Ron's, a beer-and-sandwich joint that hangs out over the river. See? No matter what we do, we're always drawn back to the muddy Illinois.

Sunburned and bellies full of Reuben sandwiches, fried dill pickles and home-made tenderloins (YUM!), we headed back across the river, winding up again on 29 and circling our way back home.


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