Heading back to Omaha from the Iowa State Fair in Des Moines, we took the scenic route away from busy Interstate 80.
On the road less traveled on a Monday afternoon, we communed with the spirit of the late, great John Wayne at his boyhood home in Winterset, Iowa. Before that, though, the missus and your humble blogger checked out a bridge of Madison County -- the covered, wooden Hogback Bridge that dates to 1884 and spans the North River.
No, I did not have a torrid affair with Meryl Streep.
There are a few things with which my lovely bride of 30 years will not put up. That one -- and I'm just guessing here -- would be somewhere near the tip top of the forbidden list.
Is what I'm tellin' you.