I got a hotel in Mitchell South Dakota for the night. I had picked up another brochure for a museum in Freeman SD I wanted to visit in the morning. That’s when things went awry. I always carry 2 car keys when I go on a bigger trip. When I was settling in for the night I realized I had lost my second key, computer chipped of course. I went back to the corn palace and checked their lost and found, check with the restaurant had dinner at, drove back to the parking lot at the archaeological dig to look around where I got out of my car and could not find it anywhere. I even called the gas station up in North Dakota that I stopped at to get a couple of snacks and no luck. I looked around online to see if there were any easy solutions and there were not. So I just continued on my trip the next day.
Bad luck must’ve been following me because when I arrived at the museum it was closed and wouldn’t be open for a couple of hours. Apparently the brochure I picked up was an old one and the hours of operation had not been updated. I did not want to stick around for a couple of hours so I just continued on two lane roads across Northern Iowa to my final destination.
I arrived back in Wisconsin without issue, other than a level of humidity I hadn’t experienced in a long time, even on past trips. Went to a wedding for my buddies son and had a weird experience there. A massive thunderstorm moved through but we ere safely indoors in an old armory building. I know during storms there can be weird anomalies and one of them must’ve happened that night. I was absolutely positive I had finished a cool refreshing Leinenkugels and set the empty on the bar. When I looked again it was full. I thought I had finished it but perhaps I was mistaken so I drank it and set it down, but when I looked over it was full again. I thought my mind was playing tricks on me but that’s how it went…all night long

Fortunately the hotel was downhill from the venue and we just had to let gravity do the work and guide us back, walking of course.
I was able to hang out with some buddies and get some good quality time with my Dad. My one buddy runs a repair shop in the little town I grew up in and has a bunch of neat old nostalgic stuff on display.



This was the hangout for a lot of the old timers when I was growing up and even today.
A lot of BS sessions, lies, good deals and bad deals went on here over the years.