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Continue reading →: Dubuque to Hannibal, via the Field of Dreams and our first speeding ticket
Well rested and moderately well nourished we set off to drive the next section of the Great River Road, for the first time in convoy. Before leaving the Dubuque area, we flipped over to Dyersville to see the odd tourist attraction that is the movie location for Kevin Costner’s baseball…
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Continue reading →: Onwards to Iowa
There was a lot of Minnesota to drive through before reaching Iowa; my first new state for a couple of days. I have tried to plan the trip to avoid retracing my tyre tracks more than strictly necessary, but going so far up-country to stand at the source of the…
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Continue reading →: The first section of the Great River Road
I woke refreshed in my rustic residence in the Itasca State Park and set off in the cold morning sunshine to start the Great River Road (GRR). The first stop was Bemidji, where I had a “Minnesota Nice” lumberjack breakfast. A bit much really, as driving even a Ferrari does…
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Continue reading →: On the source
I had a pleasant drive through Minnesotan wetlands to Itasca State Park today. There was still snow on the ground and some lakes were part-frozen, but the roads were clear and dry. A day or so of sunshine will clear away the last evidence of Winter soon. I stopped at…
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Continue reading →: The state is your carer?
Only family and real friends (not the kind who spring up to give teary quotes after you have popped your clogs) will take care of you in your old age. If the state lets you die, its agents will investigate each other and – surprise, surprise – find there is…
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Continue reading →: A more gentle run
I plan a more gentle run today – a mere 160 miles – followed by a walk in Itasca State Park.
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Continue reading →: Back in the countryside
I headed off from Chicago full of an excellent breakfast and with my friends’ words of encouragement being drowned out by the roar of Speranza’s V8. It had been a welcome break from life in one anonymous hotel room after another and, though I am enjoying all the conversations with…
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Continue reading →: Bad ass wheels, man!
How could I not love Chicago, when the first Chicagoan to speak to me (the guy collecting the Skyway toll) praised Speranza’s beauty, asked politely if he could take her photograph and sent me on my way with the compliment above? I was lucky in my guide to the city.…
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Continue reading →: Home comforts
I spent the morning at two motor museums; the National Automotive and Truck Museum housed in the factory where Auburn, Cord and Duesenberg cars were made and – right next door in the former offices and showroom of the company – the Auburn Cord Duesenberg Museum. I thoroughly enjoyed both. After a…
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Continue reading →: The land of the free and the land of the road trip
America did not invent the car but has embraced it with a passion that matches my own. An automobile goes where you want, when you want. It is the vessel for a man who is the captain of his soul. Americans have built roads across their vast continent-nation, together with all…








A little bird tweeted in my ear that it was time to come over and see how things are.