Day 8 Red Cloud to near Franklin, NE
Today was very cool, it was cold last night and this morning. I felt surprisingly good this morning and got on the road bright and early. After that, things took a turn for the worse. When I was trotting across the bridge out of town to avoid semis coming behind me, my pack rolled and was left with my saddle and packs on Shug’s belly. I had trucks lined up waiting for me to get out of the way but Shug handled it fine and once the mess was cleaned up we were on our way again. My saddle bags are in pretty rough condition now and some minor repairs will be needed to my saddle when the trip is done, but I have had a lot worse things happen before. The rest of the day was great. I covered a lot of country and should make it to Alma tomorrow as planned. I met an old man near Franklin that asked where I was stopping and when I told him I wasn’t sure, he offered to let me stay at a site on the south bank of the Republican River that he owned. There are no great places to tie the animals, so I hobbled both of them. Corey Cline, the son of the man I talked to, arrived shortly after I unsaddled and chatted and gave me some newspaper to start a campfire and told me to make myself at home. Much to my surprise he came back again a short time later and brought me a package of steaks to cook for dinner. I cooked them over the fire and then ate them with a knife and leather-man pliers. I had a can of potato soup as a side dish. This will be a hard meal to top it was great. I’ve never had an Omaha Steak but Franklin Steaks cooked over a open fire are probably about as good. Corey is a bonded livestock dealer, so if anyone has cattle to sell anywhere in the U.S. give him a call at 308-991-4633. I have spent most the night watching the river or sitting by the fire, this night is just about perfect.