We are pretty much camped at the point where Ohio, Michigan and Indiana meet at a little campground called Lazy River. It's nice although a side effect of this place once being known as the Black Swamp (they still call it that but they drained most of the Marshes for cropland, very, very fertile area) is that it's moist and all the outside world has already been coated in a even early dew. I'm emailing photos, making notes and writing my big Sid before bed. Sleep well Brooklyn or not yet to all my Barland Hoppers.

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