LHere's our target camp for today, 233 miles, although i may try to get to another camp 69 miles farther. I chose this one hoping to stop at my ex-wife's for lunch. Look how close i pass her home in Carmel. If i make good time, i may drive up to Fairmont north of Indianapolis to visit James Dean's grave. He started at it.
Ed an Donner, from pleasant John Bryan State Park, pleasant except for the campfire girls singing away off key well into the night, until the great Titanic whistle ended that abruptly.
