
Man, I couldn't ask or better weather. The fog lifted by 11am and I was rolling west again. Highway 24 seemed like a good choice. After crossing the Mississippi River in Quincy, IL, the terrain changed a little and then I ran on Hwy 6 for 50 miles and then jumped on Hwy 36. Can you believe this, I found a hobo walking the RR tracks. What luck!
The little towns in these areas have some incredible old buildings. Many dating back to the Civil War. I zigzagged on each side of the highway. Although, I wouldn't call it much of a highway. The stretch of Old Highway 36 I drove on had many surprises. Just as you came over a hill the road would drop right out from under you. It was made of cement and parts of it are

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