Monday, June 8:
We were up around 6:30 a.m., ate a light breakfast of cereal, and were on the road by 9 a.m. The cloudy, cool day cast a blue tint on the hills. Farmers were hurrying against the rain to mow and secure hay into large round bales. The fields, strewn with the bales, along with red or weather-beaten barns, created pleasing pastoral scenes.
As the day warmed, we saw cattle cooling themselves by standing belly-deep in green-scummed ponds. The cattle stood head to tail all around the ponds, as if following each other in circles.
Again along the way, we saw the white-clad prisoners hard at work, with the armed guard watching over them.
We stopped for lunch at a scenic overlook, where I photographed a historic railroad bridge and an arch bridge for automobile traffic (see photos in following blog).
We arrived home around 2 p.m., unpacked the camper, washed a few loads of clothes, and did other getting-things-back-in-order tasks. Then we went to the WDCS to replenish basic groceries like milk and bread.
By then, we were plenty tired and ready to relax and go to bed early.
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