Anette´s first time in the tent, unused since the AT in 2000, set up among cornfields at 11pm last night at the Timberline Campground. She was surprised to have a good night´s sleep, as did I, and we were off at 7:30am. Endless cornfields continued into Nebraska, but the western part of that state is devoted to beef cattle and pastures for grazing. It´s real cowboy country, with signs for ols Pony Express stations and the Buffalo Bill home/museum. Now we´re ascending the mesa into eastern Colorado, an incredibly beautiful, lonely, barren place. John Wayne should appear at any moment over the next ridge...
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