Pit stop at the Walters home in Lincoln.
Toll bridge over the Missouri, south of Omaha. 50 cents.
Outside of Omaha. I guess it's hard to tell, but it was so windy here that I could hardly ride the bike. I made the following video, sorry you have to look at my face but that's the only way I could get the mic to pick up anything:
This is my pad for a couple days in Atlantic. My storage/bedroom has seven oil lamps, nine mirrors, a set of golf clubs, five chairs, boxes of old dried flowers, and a nice cool breeze.
I think I will try to ride tomorrow. It's supposed to be NW winds of 20-30 and a high of 34. Hmmm. Winds at my back, sounds OK.
