Betrayed by the formerly trusted weather service AND the weather channel. So much for all of Iowa overwhelmed by severe thunderstorms and flash flooding.
We awoke to find the storm systems had not joined forces to create huge storms, but gone their own ways to north and south, leaving Iowa mostly in the clear. We'd have probably gotten almost to our destination before running into heavy weather. And there are still rumblings about severe weather south of I-80, which is where we will be. So maybe just as well we stayed here.
O well. Lesson learned. Check in the morning before you go cancelling reservations.
In the meanwhile Nauvoo, outside of a distinct lack of eating establishments, is not a bad place to be.
We went down to the restoration area again this morning and visited the brickworks and the blacksmith shop and walked out Parley Street to read the journal entries posted along there. On the way, we stopped to watch some oxen pulling a wagon and eventually, the teamster asked if we'd like to ride in the wagon too. Oxen are huge and their noses are leathery not soft like horses noses. And they drool. But they had beautiful coats and horns. The ride was rough and I'm glad I didn't have to ride across the plains in one of those wagons.
We got a little tiny horseshoe at the blacksmith and a "Prairie Diamond" ring made out of a square nail. At the brickworks we came away with a little brick. It was fun!
Late lunch today was Creamy Chicken Soup at Hand, warmed up in the little microwave down at the Hospitality Room, a banana and diet soda. For dessert, we have homemade carmel corn from the Old Mill Bakery.
Ray is napping and I'm making this entry. It is still supposed to thunderstorm here later today and overnight, but it will all be over by morning and we will scoot off across Iowa in partly cloudy and mid-60s. It hopefully will be less humid than today is.
3 comments:
No Rain, No Gain. So now that you've spent two and half days in Nauvoo does it now qualify as one of the the dullest towns in America? You could have taken a 125 mile trip north to Amana, IA and had way more fun. Those Amish really know how to party! :-)
Creamy Chicken Soup at Hand??? Bet you are missing Beef Villa right about now. :)
Weena, we surely are. No such thing here in the hinterlands.
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