Cruising down the highway, somewhere between Dubuque and Davenport, in a town I'd never heard of, I see this:
Traveling too fast in the wrong lane, I was unable to make the turn off to investigate. I decided that I'd turn around. I needed to stretch my legs anyway. The next turn on the divided highway brought us here:
We visited the
Hurstville Interpretive Center first, which gave a little background of the area, before heading back to take a closer look at the kilns. The Center included a great interactive display of beekeeping plus a viewable, live "bee box", a bird display, information on area wildlife and plants, and information on how the kilns where used. Very cool.
After visiting the interpretive center we headed back to the kilns.
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Isaiah, also ready for an adventure, disappears up the flight of stairs. I follow.... |
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At the top of the stairs and down a little path I find this building hiding behind the trees... |
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following another path I find Isaiah tucked into a hiding spot. |
Legs now well "stretched", I was ready to get back on the road. Next stop - Springfield, Illinois!
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