I come to you from the great State of Wisconsin. Yes, I know. I haven’t really gotten very far. I have noticed that traveling alone isn’t all that it is cracked up to be. I mean, I am having the time of my life, but the driving part can suck. Going through Chicago was such a joy in this oversized station wagon. I am currently holed up along the shores of “Castle Rock Lake” here in the land of cheese. The peeps are very friendly and everyone is treating me great. I have staked out different spots around the lake. For the past few evenings I have been throwing a few back over at “Splash Waterfront Bar and Grill”. I suppose that I should be heading out soon, but the scenery is wonderful and it really is a nice place.

OK, I am not sure what it is like where you are, but here in the armpit of America known as the Midwest it is hot. I am not talking about the “Can’t walk barefoot on the asphalt” sort of hot. I am talking full on “breath taking, ass crack sweating, god help us all hot”. It is like a freaking sauna and I for one am not digging it. Can anyone tell me what the hell the “Heat Index” is? Some dork on the weather here was trying to explain the calculation between temperature and humidity levels and BLAH, BLAH, BLAH. I am sweating profusely and for the first time in my life have had to powder my balls. I always thought that was an old wives tale. Folks, it works. There is nothing I hate more in life then sweat. It makes me feel nasty, dirty and miserable. So, if it is nice and cool, that being below 90 degrees where you are, I think that will be my next stop.

I have six days left to make it to Sturgis. I think that I can make it! I will leave you with some of the beautiful scenery here at “Castle Rock Lake”.