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Early on, we passed into Oklahoma (home of some OK riding, if you'll forgive me).
No, that mark is not from the Viking's rear tire!
Until we reached Queen Wilhelmina State Park and Lodge. This place always feels like home to me.
And they feed you like home too!
The Viking had never worn a Tilly hat; I convinced him to try mine. Looks so good on him, I think he's a convert.