Woke up after an aweful night sleep. Got attacked by coons. Big fat Kentucky State Park feed coons. I would scare them away and they would keep coming back. Noisy bunch of coons. I didn't have food out or anything. Clearly they had become domesticated. Got up at 5:00AM. It was cold in Eastern Tennessee about 48 in the mountains. Road for an hour to best, cleanest, nicest Waffle house that I have ever been too. Warmed up and grubbed a great breakfast. Rode through the tobacco fields of Kentucky. Flew around the beltway of Cincinnatti, crossed the Ohio into the flatlands called Indiana. Indiana has corn and soybeans with the occasional dirt track, indoor motocross, a Velodome, etc. Also, the home of the John Cougar Mellancamp. Driving through Indiana I could hear Small Town playing
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