As I have said since the beginning of July I am walking to snowfall. I'll take a flurry or a storm. Meteorologists predicted one to three inches last night, they were a little off of their game and it just drizzled for a few minutes. It had rained all the previous nighrt so I had the World safe in the van in a large crumpled mass. They said it would clear out for the day and the snow would come after dark. I thought I was going home for a bit, I was off my game. I did play the tourist for a few hours and drive all around the Omaha area. I saw the river front, the mutual of omaha headquarters, a few original brick streets and the Omaha Rose theater before I drove back to the ADA office I had walked to the day before. This morning I looked out my window and was met with a white sight, the moon... I inflated the World, loaded my supplies, fed the dog, dressed the dog and have walked a few miles to US-50 and I-80 where I am waiting for the sun to rise a little more before running the overpass and continue south toward the Kansas border. When I arrive at the border I get a free pass through Kansas because I have walked there before. Clear skies predicted, they got that correct.
I'm glad it didn't snow. But I do miss some faces of home.