Southeast Iowa has so many great things about it. Having grown-up here, I take a lot of them for granted, and only now as we are beginning our southward migration, do I really appriciate them. One of them is the small rural town in the fall. The bake sales and fall colors are my favorites right now.
Before finally leaving Iowa, we have decided to stop and stay in the little town on Wapello, which sits right on Highway 61. We are staying at the local fairgrounds - full hook-up on a cement pad for only $10 a night. Gotta love these small town rates. Not only is it a great little find but they have a free dump station, and a playground for the kids right out our door.
John enjoyed playing ball and disk golf in the crisp autunm evenings with the kids at the wide open field to the west. In it's prime, the field was home to one of the few horse harness racing tracks in Iowa.
With-in walking distance there is a Casey's General Store, a local Mexican restaurant, a tavern with food, a Dollar Store, and great views of the Iowa river - all of which we would visit again.
These kinds of days make it harder and harder to leave the Midwest; however, John does not own a pair of pants, only shorts, and he says, "If I can't wear my shorts because I'm too cold, then it is time to move further south". AND since he is the driver, I guess our stay here will be over soon.