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| The climb was a pull. I wandered around being mindfull of the layout. This was a large cemetery located on different ridges. I become disoriented easily and kept an eye on the way out.. I could have spent a day up there. |
| Lots of Germans, first generation Americans. |
| It was time to move on. We rode south on Rodney Road until we finally hit US 61. Then we got on the Trace and made it back to our camp having ridden the longest 200 miles I have ever ridden. The next day our host couldn't make it so Ray and I were on our on. Click next to follow our outing and learn some stuff that is rarely mentioned.concerning the Vicksburg Campaign. Oh, and something about Teddybears. |
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