For reasons only a neurologist or shrink might understand, I woke up this morning and thought, “Hmmm. Today I’m going to walk 31 miles.” That’s how far it is from where I spent the night with the mules, Elsworth, Nebraska, to where I wanted to go, Alliance, Nebraska. Turns out walking is a great way to make new friends.
Here are some photos of the day.
Tonight the mules and I are in Alliance camped out behind a Trinidad Benham. They buy and sell beans to bean growers. I only left the Sand Hills a few hours ago. I already miss them: the kind folks my wife Julia (she visited me there) and I met, the landscape, the rodeos and the cowboys.