Abilene, Kansas, the end of the Chisholm Trail and the home of our 34th president, Dwight "I Like Ike" Eisenhower.
We spent last night east of St. Louis, rose, took our walk then drove to the waterfront to ride to the top of the Gateway Arch. Picture five people knee to knee in a giant egg rocking back and forth. Four minutes up, three down. Ten at the top.
Tomorrow we explore the finer points of the sunflower state (giant ball of twine, a buffalo made of barbed wire, etc) before meeting a friend of my daughter's who now lives in Garden City in the west side of the state. Tuesday is her birthday, so she gets a birthday dinner from familiar people.
Off now to plot the big adventure.
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