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Saturday, May 21st, 2011

Rock N’ Roll

The rock bands are in Wilbur also for Wild Bill Goose days. Unfortunately at 2 AM a few drunken band members start partying in the motel room next to mine. The paper thin walls yield tales of all of their exploits, dirty jokes, and stories only fit for aging musicians desperately trying to still get gigs on the road. Very weary I plod forward all day.

The big farm country continues to undulate along Highway # 2. Today is Saturday yet all day tractors diligently work the dusty fields. This must be a time in between planting and harvest. “All them elevators are for wheat”, a convenience store clerk tells me. “They’re getting $4.29 a bushel. Two years ago they were getting $15 so all the farmers started planting wheat.”

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