Day 35, July 25, 2017 Raining Buckets – Still super scenic

We left the cornfield at Sleepy Hollow Campground in Fountain City this morning in the rain (what else is new).  Traveled further along Hwy 35 the Scenic Byway that fronts on the Mississippi.  The clouds and downpour couldn’t diminish the beauty of the river.  I had to close my eyes and try to imagine this place with no asphalt, no buildings, no train tracks, only the river.  Here is where fur traders, Indians, merchants and explorers have traveled before us.  I can just imagine how incredulous they were at this place.  Speaking of that, we have seen so many swampy bogs that obviously held a plethora of furs (beaver and otter) from whence industrious traders procured their wares.  Agree or not in today’s terms, that was what the Midwest held and an industry was built on it that helped populate this country.

My insistence on seeing Frank Loyd Wright’s Taliesin (because one of the books I read recently was called The Women – about his wives etc) suggested that we find a campground somewhere close.  We managed to secure 2 nights at a Village of Avoca Campground.  Passport America got us this place which is deserted for $12 per night.  Electrical hookup, pay showers and a dump station are included.  Tomorrow we will see what all the hoopla is about this house Mr. Wright built. 


Still no good cell service here.  Russ says it is a curse.  The lack of cell service has followed us across America but I prefer to think that it is because we are REALLY getting into the Heartland. 


Our $12 campsite in Avoca


River has flooded so it took some time to go around affected area

Russ' Date at Joni's Tavern


Nitey Nite!

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