Hit the road at 11:11 am and scored breakfast in Rockwell City. Everyone was so nice here compared to Fort Dodge. We drove like banshees on the two lane road and didn’t see a single car. This was the longest part of the drive because the geography, essentially, wouldn’t change and there was nothing to stop for and run around and enjoy. We ate hummus in the car and just drove. Peaceful magic hour photo op/yoga break in Cherry County Johnston Nebraska with hay stacks, giant sunflowers and billions of dragon flies. Two cowgirls came down to see what all the fuss was about. They were sweet as pie as we photographed Red Dance on their land. Finally settled in Chardron NE, late that night in the most striking 1800’s throw back saloon. Played board games and drank whiskey in the Old Main St. Inn where General Nelson Miles stayed right after his men massacred the Sioux Indians. I couldn’t sleep knowing there was blood on the floor, or maybe it was just the authentic lumpy beds that were surely from the 1800’s.
