After a night in a beautiful state recreation facility in Lincoln, Nebraska, we set out to conquer Iowa and to taste the sweet waters of the Mighty Mississippi. Kathy, confrontational person that she is, found a way to attract the attention of a deputy near Council Bluffs, who was concerned to Constitutional levels about the tint level on our glass. We were pulled to the side of the highway, bt he missed all of the contraband because we were so nice to him. (Let's not even get into the Lincoln dude with TV quality road rage that differed with Kathy's way of using the road with a 24.5 foot vehicle.) We found a beautiful park just a few lot from our intended park in East Moline. For $15 we got a $1 million view, directly on the Big Muddy, watching the barges slip by a big hydro and flood control dam. Park was funded by a HUD block grant in 1974 (the bottom of another Depression for those old enough to remember) and was providing riverfront access to anyone who wanted it-- sounds suspiciously like socialism to me but I will sleep on it and see if my attitude changes! Adios for now.
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