Above are short names used by local folks to describe small towns and inhabitants. I got my frame fixed again, and was eager to ride. A perfect day jammin' down some of the most beautiful roads in the state. Golden crops, harvest and small town bars with local chat. Clear your mind and light your soul . . but, stay alert for tractors and wagons
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Fort Atkinson. A fort built to protect the Sac & Fox tribes from the Sioux. Now groups of buckskinners operate behind it's walls. I know a few personally, so I stopped in for pickled onions and mushrooms. Smoke for peace. Trade carbon steel knives.
On to Gunder for superb burgers & American Fries . . .
I met up with some locals for in-depth discussions on a variety of subject matter
at a tavern in "Brick City"
Found a new place off Hwy 18 near Hawkeye . . . Country Chrome.
After my knife throwing lesson at the Fort, I was anxious to try my new skills and found I'm very good at something ! Throwing knives ! A couple dudes who had too much beer were certain I had American Indian blood in my heritage . . .
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