Traveling the rest of the way thru Nebraska was nothing short of delightful. I stayed on 30 or better known as the Lincoln Highway rather than I 80. It is much more scenic and you can make just as good a time as there are not any of the big 18 wheelers that must try to pass each other at 2 miles an hour faster than the leading truck, and it therefore takes about 5 miles to pass. Holding up everyone else that can drive the speed limit! Oh by the way, isn’t the speed limit whatever is posted plus 10 mph? Alright at least 5 mph!
I stopped many places along the way for gas or just to stretch my legs and in doing so I met many great people and ate the best roast beef that I can remember ever eating in my life. Oh My!, the sacrifices I make out here on the road!
Here are a couple pictures to hold you over until I get a little more time and I promise to expand the tales of my adventures, for there are many things I just don’t have the energy to write about right now. Perhaps a book is in the making!? I know I have plenty stories to fill one just from this trip.
From somewhere on the backroads,
The Demonmaster
