We are near the Iowa border now, a balmy 23 degrees outside, and at 2pm Minnesota time visibility is very poor due to low hanging clouds and a dismal foggy mist all around. Had an absolutely wonderful breakfast in St. Cloud this morning at the Copper Lantern restaurant. I was treated to some delicious pineapple bratwurst, fried potatoes, scrambled eggs, and french toast. Skipped lunch for obvious reasons. We had zero trouble supplanting the beastie from her glassed in habitat, transferred her into a cozy canvas laundry bag, plied the cargo bay with blankets and hand warmers, and are now keeping the cab of the Jeep at 85 degrees. It is a sauna in this vehicle presently, but the beastie is very quiet and contented. We have a swath of Iowa to press through, then at Moline we cross into Illinois, resting for the night in Springfield if all goes according to plan. Still nothing but endless snow covered farmland the past 27 hours. But it was has been soothing to the soul to get away from home, stretch our limits and capacities to see if we can make our objectives, and course our way through new lands. The sinus flu I sensed coming on last night is now in full bloom, so I choke down as much dayquil and vitamin C as I can stand to try and battle through. It is time for another break from the scorching cabin of the Jeep, till Springfield...
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