Our morning started off right: free breakfast with our rate at the Courtyard Rockford was delicious. We left the room on time. Cameras charged up. Weather looking pretty solid. Everything was working out. Except for, as alluded to in the last trip report, Google having given us a bad address for House On The Rock. Add in an hour of driving time, and we were kinda bummed out about how the rest of the day would unfold because of what it potentially meant us needing to trim. We just had to agree: what’s done is done. We must move on. And into the hills we went, past Madison, past a bunch of other towns that I don’t remember the name of, and then to the strange flower pots that are on either side of the House on The Rock’s driveway.
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