After the truck was loaded I set out on my epic adventure.
Leaving Portland in the early morning for my first stop, Baker City. My hometown.
One word of note, the pictures in this post were taken out of a car window moving at between 65-80 mph. Not the best.
Day 2-Leaving Baker City on a lovely morning. No clouds and all sun which would come back and bite me later in the day as I crossed into Utah sweating buckets.
I spent the second night in Salt Lake City with some excellent friends. Good food, good company and Tour de France on Tivo.
Day 3-After my poor 15 yr. old, 4 cylinder truck struggled to make it up and out of Parley's Canyon, we made it into Wyoming.
And then onto Nebraska. Which turned out to be my favorite state. I really liked the flat grassland and the wild weather.
But later in the day it took on a more menacing look.
I was going to stop in North Platte which is in the panhandle of Nebraska but these dark clouds pushed me to go up the road to Grand Island. When I got into my hotel room and turned on the television there were all sorts of tornado warnings and watches for the panhandle area. I was glad that I had moved on.
Day 4- Early morning Nebraska farmland.
Finally, the destination. It is so small.
The first pair installed. What a moment.
The rest of them went in and then it was all over. I was finished onsite by early afternoon. Then what did I do? I went to downtown Atlantic, IA
Nice little factoid.
Short and to the point.
Day 5-Downtown Oakland. A town nearby on the way back to the freeway.
Abandoned church in Nebraska.
Day 6 was a short day into Salt Lake City. Just in time for Pioneer Day.
Day 7 was Salt Lake City to Baker City and finally on Day 8 I made it back to Portland.
I had a lot of fun traveling out to Iowa. It won't be soon forgotten.