On to Ohio and just above me is Wisconsin, well not just above us but close enough and that’s where they make the ramps for the Indian. I forget how it feels to drive thought he summer days with the windows open and the hot air rushing by. Or better yet on the bike 18 inches above the black top. The last 2 days have been in the 80’s and so sunny and so many bikes on the road I have to get mine out of the pick up so if I jam we can be there Monday and still make Omaha in time to make the prints I need for the galleries in the east. Special thanks toPercy for his kind gift. So tonight we camp at Buckeye Lake and tomorrow on to Wisconsin.

DMK working on journal and Henry