Owensville, Missouri On a warm September afternoon, Don and I followed a scenic gravel road that took us to this beautiful, post-and-beam barn. Not Just Cows I was excited about seeing the Jersey cows, since the farm's focus is on cow-milking and cheese-making. But before I laid eyes on a single cow, we were greeted by Robin, the Border Collie and Molly, the Mastiff. I eventually counted about 11 cats. I was in heaven. H.H. Brinkman Homestead Across the road from the barn was the original limestone, Brinkman House from 1867. Martha and Tom own the farm and live there now. A Few Barns After we met the dogs on the barn's porch, we met Tom and Martha's daughter-in-law, Randas. She shared a little about the property and pointed down the hill to 2 other barns. I love barns. The Brinkman Barn from 1857 The barn furthest away, was built 10 years before the Brinkmans built the house. What a thrill to see the barn still in use today. The day that I was born, the Brinkman barn was already 100 years old. That's a really old barn. I can't even imagine how many sweet critters have called the barn home! Where are the Jersey Cows? I love farms and I love cows, but I am extra fond of Jersey Cows! Randas pointed down the road to the pasture, where the Jerseys were grazing. Pond and Pasture Don and I headed down the gravel road to watch the cows grazing in the pasture's mix, of grass and clover. Looking at the setting, I couldn't help but think, if I were a cow, this is where I'd like to live. At the barn later, I saw that the cows were treated more like pets, than livestock. Yep, I'd want to live at the Brinkman Farm, if I were a cow. Jersey Milkers There were at least 15 soft, brown Jerseys grazing in the pasture. A few mooed at us, but most ignored us. I couldn't stop smiling. My special love of Jersey cows has a little something to do with my mom... and her playful nickname, Jersey Mother. It's a story too long for this write-up, but Mom would have loved this farm. Up in the Loft Don and I were excited to take a look at the 3,000 square foot hayloft, where we would be sleeping. As we climbed up to our space above the cheese making and milking areas, I was met with just a hint of a barn smell. Don didn't even smell it, but memories of horse stables when I was young, began to surface. It's a smell that I happen to love. In the large common area, I spotted farm decor in every nook and cranny. Even hanging from beams, I saw a chandelier made of some kind of "hay claw" thing. The light over the table was made from a clear, plastic milk container. The 18 foot ceiling made the space extra roomy. There were 4 guest rooms, but we were the only guests staying that night. That meant Don and I had all the games, books, comfy chairs, TV and popcorn, just for ourselves. Art and Wine I loved studying the wall, filled with farm-themed art. I also noticed the wine glasses and they made me thirsty. Don and I couldn't resist the complimentary popcorn, so we made a batch and opened up the wine we had with us. But, once we spotted the small milk bottles, we left the wine glasses on the dresser. Drinking wine from a milk bottle is something you don't do every day. Cheers to Brinkman Farmstead. The Rhode Island Red Room We probably should have forked out a little extra to stay in the Jersey Cow Suite, in honor of my mom. But our chicken themed room was plenty large! The bed and lounge chair were extra soft. There was even a rolling barn door, leading to our bathroom. Looking Up at the Rafters The bed looked small, with so much space above it! We had a cozy quilt and a less cozy headboard, made from a door. The ceiling was so high above the bed, I could have done a few trampoline flips without head bumping concerns! I skipped the trampoline tricks and counted chickens instead. That seemed be the safer way to let my kid-side enjoy the room. I counted about 30 chicken images in our large space. Rustic Restroom The bathroom was so large, we didn't even need a curtain for the shower. I liked the sink with its water pump spout and the soap-holding-hand was pretty... handy. And the soap was actually made at the farm! Evening on the Farm Around 6:30, Don and I came down from the loft to enjoy the cooling temps. The porch on the west side of the barn was getting nice and shady. Calling The Girls As the sun began to lower, it was time for The Girls to head up to the Milking Parlor. You could see the cows out in the pasture, slowly heading in our direction... Suddenly the cows began to appear from behind the small barn, heading up the dirt path. Ben and His Jerseys Randas continued calling out, encouraging The Girls as they headed towards the barn. Her husband Ben, spoke to the cows one on one as they meandered up the hill. I asked Ben if he had a favorite. He looked up from scratching "Elizabeth" between the ears. "This one." He said with a smile. Since Elizabeth is my real name, I had to agree that she was mighty fine. 45 Minutes of Meandering? I was surprised how long the walking process took. I was also surprised at how relaxed and patient Ben and Randas were with the animals. They chatted and patted each animal. They shared about life on the farm and how different it was in the winter. They talked about how each cow had its own distinct personality. We learned that a mama cow was about to give birth, any day. I hoped... We also heard that Ben and Randas were recently married in a nearby sunflower field. They laughed about how hard it was, being away from the animals during their honeymoon. Pretty sweet! Milking Parlor I was excited when we were invited to help with the milking. Inside the milking parlor, Ben got everything ready below and then headed back to bring in the Jerseys. Then Don and I climbed down, so Randas could show us the ropes. Bringing Back Memories I had a quick deja vu as I stood listening to instructions, wearing a red bandana, as I did in 1977. The only other time I ever milked a cow, was also in Missouri. But I sat on a stool that time and did a pretty lame job of squeezing milk into a cup. Using Equipment It was about 8 pm by the time Ben lead 4 Girls into their separate stalls. They each had a metal bowl of yummy nibbles to distract them. Randas demonstrated with one cow and then guided me with another. Standing a level below the cow, I cleaned the teats with a moist rag, then disinfected with iodine, then attached the milking device... which looked an awful lot like some scuba gear I've used in the past. I got a little tangled with the equipment and a little giggly when the device grabbed hold of the teats and began making sucking sounds. Where Does the Milk Go? We could see the milk being carried away in clear tubes, where it filled a plastic container. After "helping" with the milking for a while, it was time to move on. Randas filled up 3 gigantic baby bottles and we turned the rest of the milking over to Ben. By this time it was pretty dark. Don and I followed Randas and a parade of cats, over to the old barn. Calf Time We could hear a little mooing from the cozy, wood and stone barn. Three calves, (less than 3 weeks old) were eager for their dinner. A few chickens, a bunny and a couple kittens hung around for the show. Luckily Don was able to snap a quick photo and then grab the third bottle. The little calves were very impatient and just about yanked the bottle from my hands. The Teenagers The bigger calves made a lot of noise on the other side of the barn. Randas filled a large feeding dish and the little crowd gathered with their mouths all eating at once. Moslty, it seemed like the youngin's just wanted a little attention. Scratching the Forehead We learned so much during our short visit to the farm. We learned about sustainable farming and artificial insemination and cheesemaking. But I really liked the tip about where cows like to be scratched... on their furry little foreheads! Morning in the Loft We woke to a beautiful blue day! The view from the loft was lovely and the spread of food on the counter was amazing! First we had juice, fruit and yogurt, along with a board of meats and cheese... made from our dear Jerseys' milk! Fancy Lighting We sat below the milk bottle light (that we now recognized from the milking parlor) and we pigged out! Then, Ben arrived with another tray of food! There was bacon and some kind of baked egg dish and some fruit & cheese blintz kind of goodie. Colorful dishes and cloth napkins, made it taste even better. Morning Milking Since we had already showered, we decided to take our coffee down and just enjoy the morning ritual, without pitching in. We watched Ben and Randas go through the morning routine, lining up the cows. I was struck with how peaceful and content they seemed, never rushing the sweet critters. We watched the Jerseys gather for their milking and then we visited with some of the other pets. Cats and Dogs Don got his cat fix and I snuggled with Robin. We had a chance to meet Ben's dad, Tom. He told us some funny stories about Molly. She leaned into him as he spoke, as if encouraging more stories. Good-Bye Jerseys We had to say good-by to the cows before we drove off. I spotted the Belgian horse for the first time. One night was obviously not enough time, to get to know all the animals. What's Notable? We slept in a hay loft and milked cows and fed calves. That ranks pretty high on the Notable Night List! I was genuinely surprised to see how much this family loves their animals. The dogs, cats and even the Jerseys, all seem to be a part of the family. I know that running this farm and making cheese (which I didn't even get into) and running a B&B, must be hugely exhausting. But there was something calming about watching these folks interact with the animals. We had an unforgettable stay, for sure.
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Downtown Hotel in Springfield, MO In September, we stayed in a building that was once a Masonic Temple. That was enough to make the Notable Night List. Don and I have visited Springfield often in recent years. We've stayed in a Route 66 motel, a charming historic house and a convent, turned into an inn. But this was our first stay in historic downtown Springfield area. Downtown in 1896 I've got a special curiosity about the history of Old Springfield. I've been coming to visit relatives, since I was a baby in the 1950's. I've got some fuzzy memories of Downtown Springfield, but not as fuzzy as this photo from 1896... which shows the Ely Grubbs Grocery Store that my great grandfather owned. Masonic Temple Today The grocery is gone, as far as I know. Don and I couldn't find a building that matched the photo. But the 1906 building that hosted Masons for about 80 years, welcomed us inside. Heading In Don and I parked in front and approached the hotel with our bags. There were two entrances. The back was intriguing with its giant "V" and modern balconies. There was a very cozy sitting area there as well. The Front "V" We headed to the glass doors in front. The giant V automatically split in half, when we got close. Inside the lobby, we headed past a modern stairwell, towards the front desk. Another large V awaited us. It seemed to be spilling out of a large frame, along with lots of greenery. From Below Later when I explored the basement and burned a few calories in the small gym, I admired the V-Art from the bottom of the stairs. As I climbed up, the enormous V, stared down from it's green jungle. Very dramatic! V For Vandivort I have no clue who Vandivort was, but the hotel is named for the Vandivort Ballroom on the fourth floor. The ballroom space has been hosting Springfield social events for over 100 years. I wish my grandparents were still alive to possibly share a story or two. From the windows I could see Walnut Street, where some of my relatives once lived. Gathering Spaces I was impressed by every corner of the first floor. I loved the artwork above the fireplace and the bright light coming in the front window. Mid-Century Modern? Some of the sleek furniture lines made me feel like I'd stepped into the 1950's again. My family was never quite so mod, but my Great Aunt Margueritte might have gone for this look. Work Space Evidently, the communal tables were made from wood that was part of this building at one time. The tables looked almost too nice to use. But I did see a few people gathered around with computers, on Monday morning. Spotlight on the Masons I totally loved this display with all the tiny tools, photos and artifacts. I know little about the history of the Mason's fraternal organization, but obviously it had some kind of roots with actual stonemasons. What Is A Mason? Luckily they had a little info to enlighten me. There was a lot to ponder with this special statement about the duties of a Mason. Mostly I had fun with all the words, level, plumb, grip, order. Like an Easter egg hunt, I could have spent hours hunting down related images on shelves and in art, all around the hotel. Hidden Pictures Every time I spotted a "V" I was like a little kid, eager about discovering the alphabet. The engineer side of Don was probably having more fun than me. Every time I asked a question like, What exactly does a plumb bob do? Don had an answer. Going Up After checking in with a very pleasant young woman at the desk, we headed for the elevator. As we lifted to the fourth floor, we had a fun time watching the brick wall through the glass. The painted brick let us know which floors we were passing. The classy hallway was filled with intriguing art and fun lighting. I was like a kid, eager to see what was behind the door. Double High! I was pretty giddy over the soaring ceiling. I needed a Mason's measuring tool. Was that ceiling 20 feet high? I'm not used to having one window above another. That was curious. They even had buttons to open and close the light shade or the black outs shade. Luxury The bathroom was heavenly. There were luxurious bath products and towels and seersucker & terry robes. The sound system in the bathroom just about gave me a heart attack, though... when Don turned on the TV. Lounging Near the Window There wasn't a big sitting area, but the chair near the window was cozy. The view wasn't spectacular, but it was fun to see old buildings and to know that my grandparents probably knew some of them. There was another comfy desk chair available and a great wet bar with some fun local goodies to chose from. We could have had some Missouri Spirits Vodka or Bourbon... for a price. Spirits in "The Order" We chose to have a drink in the hotel bar instead. I loved the Masonic name, The Order. It was pretty quiet on a Sunday evening, but the young bartender was chatty and we got to watch her roll the library ladder back and forth a few times. Ahhhh Sleep! Our room was nice and quiet by the time we finally hit the bed. The bedding was perfect. The pillows were just right. I even liked the lamps! I did wake in the wee hours to the clanking of the trash truck. But that's part of the city charm... I guess. Breakfast Our room came with a $12.00 voucher towards breakfast. We made use and enjoyed an omelet with fruit and potatoes, plus an order of chicken waffle sliders! Wandering! After breakfast, we gave ourselves a little time to explore before taking off. Next door we had the beautiful theatre and down the street I posed with a butterfly mural. What a perfect ending to our quick 1-night stay. What's Notable? We got to stay at an upscale, urban, boutique hotel... in a small city. It felt "city hip" without the headaches or cost. We parked for free on the street and wandered safely. When I left my purse at the bar, a local guest ran over to the pizza cafe and delivered it to me. That was my reminder... that we were in Springfield!
Downtown Oklahoma City Don and I often avoid city hotels when we're on road trips. The traffic and parking fees just add to travel headaches. Why Stay? But when I ran across the Skirvin Hotel on the internet, I was just too intrigued. We decided to make a stop, while traveling through Oklahoma. Built in 1911 I was eager to lay eyes on the hotel that W.B. Skirvin built over 100 years ago. It is said to be the oldest in OK City. As we drove through the city on a Friday afternoon, the 14-story hotel suddenly appeared. It was every bit as impressive as the internet photos. Hopefully there wasn't some catch. $119. seemed awfully low, for city hotel, with 50-million-dollar renovations. A Grand Entrance There was quite a bit of activity when we pulled up to valet park. Don and I fumbled to grab what we needed from our overpacked car. The valet staff was friendly and efficient. I looked up at the rounded structure as we headed towards the revolving doors. There were two of those wonderful curved connections, between the 3 tower-wings. They just don't make buildings like this anymore! Pillars and Chandeliers When we stepped inside the lobby, my eyes followed the square pillars upward. Who were those crazy faces, looking down from the top? I continued staring far above my head, where 7 fabulous Murano glass chandeliers hung from the ceiling. Checking In The desk team didn't look quite like these smiling gals from 1950, but the staff was very welcoming. They even asked if we would like a high or low room. High Please! I loved seeing the vintage photo later and recognizing the carved scroll panels that I'd seen on the lobby desk. We continued to finding hints of the original hotel as we explored later. I so love a renovation that preserves some history! Tiny Don The mix of historic and modern decor was pretty fun. But I also found the grand scale of the whole place rather entertaining! Don is a foot taller than me, so I love it when he looks small. The giant lamp and hanging chandelier made Don look child-sized, as he sat relaxing on the sofa. Going Up When I pushed the button for the elevator, I really felt like I should be traveling with a steamer trunk, or at least a vintage cosmetic case. The ornate, art deco door covers were added to the original doors in 1930. Pretty impressive! Climbing to the Mezzanine If we hadn't been on the 11th floor, we might have used the stairs more. The red tile in the stairwell was original and the marble stairs were added in the 1920's remodel. We did at least take the stairs to the second floor mezzanine, which had some nice seating and a good view of the lobby. Carved Characters Looking over the mezzanine railing, we had a great view of the carved characters, which showed a little of Mr. Skirvin's humor. The smiling faces at the top of the pillars, belonged to Bacchus, the Roman god of wine. There was also a pair of "Okie-gargoyles" carved into the woodwork. One was supposed to be OK Governor "Alfalfa" Murray and the other is a mystery. 11th Floor If I'd done my homework, I could have asked to be on the 10th floor for some extra excitement. Evidently, there are stories about Mr. Skirvin and some misbehaving with women and gambling on this floor. Some even talk about ghosts that haunt the 10th floor. Stories tell how Effie, a housemaid was once locked in a room on the 10th floor, to avoid scandal. Supposedly she gave birth to Mr. Skirvin's child in that room and later jumped to her death with her baby. Some claim to have met up with her ghost. Luckily these stories are mostly legend and Don and I are more amused than creeped out! Just Milk The 11th floor seemed to be ghost free. We did however have some nice framed art. I loved the vintage photo of the "milk bottle building" that I had photographed on our way driving towards the hotel. Room 1119 My photos do not do the room justice. It was a lovely corner room with more space and luxury than the photos show. The bed was cushy with good lamps and end tables. That's pretty much all I need. Tub and a Window My bathroom pic looks a little lame, also. But there was decent space and I loved having light from the window. I also appreciated having a tub. However, I would have really appreciated having a complimentary box of special products, like the hotel offered in the past! Lavoris mouthwash and powder... creme rinse...! Do people say creme rinse anymore? This little package was on display with old photos, near the lobby. View I love windows, especially with a corner room. One of our windows showed the nearby Bricktown area, with a Candy Factory. The other window gave us a perfect view of the rounded structure with decorative designs on the top. But, then I noticed someone straight across, sitting on the window seat and that was creepy. I felt like I was in Hitchcock's Rear Window movie! Rounded Room Seeing the rounded building made me curious about the rooms inside the structure. Don and I took a ride to the top floor and had a look. What a lovely widow-filled space! The Venetian Room While on the top floor, we also took a peek at The Venetian Room, with its restored plaster ceilings. In the 1930's orchestras played here and vaudeville stars performed. It's hard to imagine this elegant space once had wagon-wheel light fixtures, instead of chandeliers. It's even harder to imagine this space abandoned. The hotel sat dormant for nearly 20 years. The Red Piano Bar After exploring a while, Don and I set off for the piano bar in time for Happy Hour. We sipped martinis, while a gentleman played old favorites on the shiny piano. I was equally entertained by the artwork above our heads. Whimsical Ceiling Art It would be totally easy to have missed the two painted ceiling panels above our heads. A century ago, Mr. Skirvin shared more of his quirky humor when he chose this artwork for his hotel. I so adored the amusing characters that stared down at us from a painted mezzanine. Elephants and mermaids... trapeze artists and opera singers! Doors to Dinner The dining room wasn't open until 5, but that was okay. It gave us a better look at the elaborate door. We could have sat near the window and played chess while we waited. Or... There was another cozy sitting area near the restaurant. I loved the festive, martini drinking gang above the red couch! Bricktown We ended up skipping dinner at the hotel and taking advantage of the balmy evening and the Skirvin's good location. It was an easy walk to Bricktown, where we wandered along the canal and stopped to sample some food and drink along the way. Hotel at Night When we returned, we walked across the plaza to catch a view of the lit up hotel. I'm not sure how Mr. Skirvin lit the hotel in 1911 when there were only 2 towers and 10 floors. Maybe it had a big neon sign in the 1950's when Elvis or Dean Martin were guests. It looked pretty perfect on the last night in August, 2018. Breakfast We may have missed dinner at the hotel, but we made sure to have breakfast. Coffee Shop/Park Avenue Grill The doors were wide open in the morning and we headed into the area that had once been the snazzy new Coffee Shop in 1926. I wish they still had the U-shaped bars and stools, but at least they kept the art deco tile work They were serving a fabulous looking buffet, but we opted for omelet and oatmeal. My crazy huge bowl had smaller bowls of raisins, almonds and brown sugar. Our food was just right... along with a carafe of coffee! What's Notable? I was pleasantly surprised by this hotel in so many ways. For being so large it still felt cozy. For being so old, it felt and smelled fresh and new. Best of all the whimsical art and classy details from the past were preserved! And the price was the icing on the cake!
Fort Worth, Texas Even though Don and I live in Texas, we decided to have a Texas-style Notable Night. Staying at the Stockyards Hotel was a good way to soak up some of the cowboy history of Fort Worth... and a good excuse to wear our cowboy boots. Built in 1907 I can only imagine the characters who ate, drank and slept in this hotel when it opened in 1907. By the time the hotel was completed, the Fort Worth Stockyards had already been bustling with cowboys and cattle for a couple of decades. Cowboys Today I was pretty delighted to step inside the lobby and see a few cowboy hats and boots. These were not employee costumes. There just happen to be a lot of boot & hat wearing people in Fort Worth. Quiet in the Lobby The sofas and cowhide chairs weren't getting too much use at 3:30 on a Thursday afternoon. But the lobby area got busier a few hours later. The whole hotel got a spiffy makeover in the 1990's, I believe. The burgundy suede walls probably weren't there when Bonnie and Clyde stayed in 1933. We could have stayed in Bonnie & Clyde's actual room, but there was a price hike for that privilege. Elevator or Stairs? The elevator was actually pretty spacious for an old hotel. It even had an awesome crank, that was used by an elevator attendant, back in the day. Since we were on the second floor, we took the stairs most of the time. I was amused by the longhorn images on the carpet. I made sure to say hello to the large portrait of Will Rogers, on the landing. Rockers We didn't get a chance to sit-a-spell on these rockers on the second floor. They were near a curious atrium, with a skylight. I know there was a "new" addition in 1913. I'm guessing we were looking at the exposed walls, where the original and newer buildings connected. Our Western Room #203 We may not have had the Bonnie and Clyde Room, but we did ask for a Western Style Room, (there was a choice) facing Exchange Avenue. The light shining through the shutters looked a little like bullet holes... Some Surprises It's always fun to find something in your hotel room that you've never had in any other hotel. I am pretty sure I've never had a boot removing tool in my hotel room! I'm also sure there's a better name for that tool. I've seen a lot of western style lamps in my time, but I did appreciate the nice wall and table lamps in our room. A sturdy, horseshoe & spur combo, with rawhide shades! Also, the thick, diner style mugs were nice. We filled them at the coffee bar in the lobby. Cowboy Bed The luxury pillows kind of hid the cowhide headboard. A furry headboard might be a first for us. Lots of Wood The wooden tank with pull chain, was not original and that's probably a good thing. The large wardrobe that held the TV was a nice touch. (I appreciate being able to hide the TV) The wooden rocker was kind of sweet... with a nice hanging lamp, or lace filtered window light, for reading. The View I didn't get a photo of our exact view, but our 2 windows looked down on the White Elephant Saloon, across the brick street. There was always a little activity to amuse me, especially the saloon guests on horseback. Our Own Saloon Just off the lobby was the hotel's saloon, Booger Red's. I'm not sure who he was, but he had a strange name. The Buffalo Butt Beer, advertised on the mirror, also had an odd name. I'm guessing that happens to be a buffalo's behind, sticking out from the mirror. From Floor to Ceiling They had a lot to look at on the walls and hanging from the ceiling at Booger Red's. But I kind of liked the well-worn floor. Luckily the old wood was charming and not disgusting. Saloon floors probably aren't known for being very clean. Beasts and Saddles The Stockyards attract a lot of tourists, but locals come too. You can tell the locals because they don't snap pictures of the mounted longhorn or the saddle barstools. Don and I have eaten lunch in this bar before, but I still stared at everything like a first time tourist. Afternoon Entertainment If you're going to stay in the Stockyards, it's ridiculous not to take advantage of the perks. Don and I enjoyed the afternoon Cattle Drive, coming down Exchange street at 4:30. Fort Worth's stockyards are the last standing stockyards in the U.S., after all! Evening Entertainment Later in the evening, we made it over to Billy Bob's, which claims to be the "World's Largest Honky Tonk," at 100,00 square feet. We enjoyed some beer and joined a free line dance class. If it had been Saturday, we could have watched some live bull riding, in their indoor arena. Back at the Hotel We ended the evening with a late dinner at the hotel's H3 Ranch Restaurant. I was pretty thrilled when the hostess steered us towards the booth, below 3 buffalo heads. It's kind of sad that we didn't have bigger appetites, since the restaurant gets such good reviews for their steak. But the meal of tacos, salad and soup was perfect. We had to wait a while for a fresh loaf of bread, but it was piping hot and worth it. Morning Luckily we slept well in our cowboy room. If it had been a weekend, I'm sure the street below would have been louder. I rose early and snuck out to walk on the brick streets before the area got lively. I didn't get out early enough to avoid the delivery trucks, though. It was Friday, of Labor Day Weekend and the shops and saloons were getting geared up. What's Notable? I'm so glad we finally had a night at the Stockyards Hotel. I've always been curious. But my memories will actually be more about the wandering, than the hotel itself. From the man who does boot shines on the corner... to the young guy who will let you sit on his longhorn for $5... to the man in the White Elephant Saloon, who claims to be Wild Bill Hickcock... we met some curious souls! Staying at the comfy, hotel gave us the time to explore. I'm good with that!
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Nights My New Year's Resolution for 2014 was to start documenting some of the memorable overnights I've had in some very odd and curious motels and hotels. Like the adventures in my Dining Blog, I have learned to enjoy the surprises that happen when you step out of the comfort zone, far away from the well-known chains. I began with a few entries recalling my very first home away from home memories from my youth. Then, I started sharing about some of the quirky and unforgettable motels, hotels and inns that my husband and I have discovered in recent years. The best part about this challenge was making some lists with Don and getting on the road in search of new overnight adventures. I gave myself a 2-year goal to write up 90 stories and the goal was met. Now we just keep on adding! Archives
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