Road trip Day One--October 19, 2015
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We arrived in Galena around 4 and checked into the Aldrich
Bed and Breakfast where we were greeted by the innkeepers, Robert and Douglas
Mahan, and given an opportunity to choose from four open rooms. We did not choose the one Lincoln had
supposedly slept in but instead one that was a bit more spacious. We walked to the Ulysses S. Grant home and
appreciated the statues of both Julia Dent Grant at the home and Grant himself on the bluff of the Galena River.
After wine and snacks with the innkeepers who had been experienced Chicago hotel employees, we made a brief trip down Black Jack Road to get a glimpse of the Mississippi from Casper Bluffs. We drove to town and had dinner at One Eleven Main Street.
Julia Dent Grant and home |
After wine and snacks with the innkeepers who had been experienced Chicago hotel employees, we made a brief trip down Black Jack Road to get a glimpse of the Mississippi from Casper Bluffs. We drove to town and had dinner at One Eleven Main Street.
Day Two--October 20, 2015
Breakfast with another traveling couple was a first course
of a fruit plate and then quiche, potatoes, and sausages.
Other highlights were seeing the imposing Mormon temple in Nauvoo and
then driving south again right along the river until we crossed it for the fifth and last time today.
We stopped for the day in Keokuk, Iowa where we stayed at the Grand Anne Inn; our spacious Tower suite had a great view of the river. We ate at the innkeeper's recommended Hawkeye Restaurant with its soft rolls, paper napkins wrapped around silverware, an ample pour of wine, large portions of pretty boring veggies and, lest this sound too snobby, for me, a great Iowa pork chop and draft beer. Back to the inn and a quiet evening of reading and listening to the thunder and rain outside.
We stopped for the day in Keokuk, Iowa where we stayed at the Grand Anne Inn; our spacious Tower suite had a great view of the river. We ate at the innkeeper's recommended Hawkeye Restaurant with its soft rolls, paper napkins wrapped around silverware, an ample pour of wine, large portions of pretty boring veggies and, lest this sound too snobby, for me, a great Iowa pork chop and draft beer. Back to the inn and a quiet evening of reading and listening to the thunder and rain outside.
Day Three--October 21, 2015
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My attempt at whitewashing the fence |
South of Hannibal along 79 was the some of the most
spectacular scenery with rolling hills, panoramic vistas, and trees in full color. However, when
we stopped at a scenic point and got out of the car, we were completely bombed
with lady bugs. I literally had to shake
off dozens and then we couldn’t help but bring some along on our journey.
We decided that there would be no more stopping at scenic points!
We decided that there would be no more stopping at scenic points!
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The bluffs along the Mississippi |
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So we saw the sun rise and the sun set over the river!
Day Four--October 22, 2015
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1857 Schoolhouse--note 1993 flood line |
Part of the fun is chatting with the inn-keepers. Connie is a trustee of the village of Elsah and knows all the news. She referred to the other inn-keeper in town as so rich that she could "burn a wet horse with her money." The former inn-keepers did not have flood insurance, suffered quite a loss, divorced, and now the gentleman has remarried and lives in Elsah and the wife is dating the mayor. So that's only a bit of the Elsah news I heard!
After a quiet, beautiful early morning walk for which I was filled with gratitude, I saw the labyrinth in the garden of the inn. I followed it and this very appropriate message greeted me at the center.
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Bidden or not bidden God is present |
We will take one last drive along the river and then it's five hours of interstate roads to South Bend.
From home--October 23, 2015
Yesterday was more like six hours of travel through very flat Illinois farm country with historic Route 66 running parallel to I-55 The traffic around Chicago was congested and unpleasant as always. But the ride along I-80 in northern Indiana had us gasping at the beautiful color--as beautiful as we had seen any where else--especially with the sun low in the sky lighting it up.
I write a blog like this primarily for our own memories. But thanks to anyone else who is reading it! I had so much fun planning the trip and the memories will be great.
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