We’re still at Wolf Camp –we’re so happy to be in one place for a whole week! — and with the slowest internet connection in the world I’m trying to catch up.
A few days ago, when we were hiking around Sylvan Lake in Custer State Park (see above photo) we were chatting with a woman from Iowa. When we told her how much we’d enjoyed her state — we were thinking of the bike trails and the ball game in Des Moines — she smiled and said, “Yes, Iowa is still safe.”
Later Terry asked me if I thought a Clinton voter would have said that.
But the bigger question is — safe from what? Certainly not pollution. Both lakes we visited at Saylorville Dam had issues with high bacteria counts and blue green algae. Nuclear war? If Trump gets into a showdown with North Korea, Iowa is not safe. But let’s assume the lady was talking about crime. A quick google demonstrates that Iowan cities like cities most cities in the U.S. have murders and rapes and property theft.
And finally — If I were a person of color I wouldn’t feel particularly safe in a state that supports Representative Steve King who is quoted as saying that America shouldn’t have to apologize for slavery. http://www.nbcnews.com/news/us-news/steve-king-stirs-controversy-d-c-still-popular-iowa-n734071
I guess it’s a matter of perception.
It is lovely having an endless supply of running water inside the trailer. At most places we only have electricity (either from a hookup or from our solar panel) so we fill our tank when we enter a campground and ration out the water during our stay. When we transition to a city water hookup I’m very conscious at first about wasting water. After a few days it gets easier to give in to the temptation to just let it run. I’m working on that.
So backing up a bit — When we left Des Moines (where we camped at the Saylorville Dam) we went to Sioux Falls, South Dakota —
We left Sioux Falls on a Saturday morning, got to the Badlands in time for the sweltering heat and realized that if we were going to do any hiking it had to be at 5 A.M. This is SO counter to our usual routine, but the first morning one of us got up at 4:30 A.M. and bullied the other one out of bed. We got to the Castle trail without benefit of coffee or tea.
It’s 7 A.M. here in Wolf Camp — Internet was working pretty well, but now the sun has hit my picnic table so I guess I’m done for now. Next time I’ll show you what else we saw in the Badlands.
With love, Ruthe