Downtown Chi-town after the rain.
Doug and Angela in Chicago.
Our faithful steed. The green machine. The go-mobile.
Consulting the GPS to determine how many miles it's been since our last turn.
This isn't about fun. It's a learning experience. In this photograph, Mike and Cliff are learning about Niobrara State Park (Nebraska).
Two goons looking very proud of themselves. In Cliff's hand, the beer can and stick used to catch this catfish.
If you're not the lead dog, the view never changes.
The Needles Highway in Custer State Park, South Dakota.
Stone spires in Custer State Park, South Dakota.
Touring Chicago with my host, Angela. Moments later, my tire exploded.
Mike, testing the waters right before crunch time.
A very bad sign.
Gotta nest somewhere, and there aren't any trees...
Can you tell me what's causing this shadow?
Beautiful skies above Niobrara State Park.
This is Ted. Ted got thrown back.
Welcome to Nebraska. We hope you stay a while.
Dem's da Black Hills. Custer State Park, South Dakota.
Another view from the Needles Highway, Custer State Park, South Dakota.
They have beaches in Chicago. Right downtown. Like for real. How cool is that?
Eating bugs seemed like such a good idea at the time.
Atop the Loess Hills in Iowa. If you're not here, it's flat.
Flat. Very flat.
That was a fun climb. Guess who got to the top first?
Perhaps the most beauticious campsite in the history of campsites.
This definitely used to be something.
Still fishing at Okobojo Point (Nebraska).
When pirating campsites, it may be necessary to employ camouflage.
Black Hills, Custer State Park, South Dakota.