[Karl Bebout]

Only 3 cars managed to make it out for today's jaunt. KIeth, Danr & Adriana, and me, of course. The weather was excellent, with light clouds to be easy on the eyes. We made the mistake of eating lunch in Clint's Well. I'd eaten there before, and it was much better then. Only one waitress was running as fast as she could, but the service sucked, understandly. To add, although my burger was plenty big, it had zero flavor, not a bit juicy, and looked like some sort of mystery meat. Oh well, it was really about the journey, not the destination. After lunch Keith started ranting, I WANNA DRIVE, so he and I headed north to Winslow. The girl in the Flatbed Ford must have been on vacation, or made her escape from that pitiful town.

A nice 335 miles for me.