A few days later I was back on the road. My first stop out of Memphis was at a small grocery store deli to pick up free mayonaisse. No more dry tuna for me. I camped at a free campground in southern Missouri. Missouri's county roads made this amusing combination possible. I only briefly mentioned it earlier, but I'd had some trouble with my Quest 2 GPS. In Mexico it had quit on me and refused to turn on. Then a few days later, it worked fine. For the past few days now, the antenna had been flaky, and I was losing signal every few minutes. I called Garmin Tech Support from Memphis to ask about a quick mid-trip replacement. The representative assured me that they could have a new unit in my hands in as little as two weeks. That was the best he could do. He was completely inflexible. So... I just went up there to see. From the front office of Garmin World Headquarters, I called tech support. I told the guy that I was in Olathe, Kansas and asked if there was any way to get a replacement for my Quest 2 while it was being repaired. "Where in Olathe are you?" he asked. "Downstairs," I replied. The tech guy met me out front and looked at my bike. In 20 minutes he gave me a laoner GPS and took mine for repairs. When I got home a few weeks later, I sent him his GPS back, and he sent me mine, fresh from a factory repair. Garmin gets a thumbs up, but I had to twist their arm. Missouri River in Atchison, Kansas, birthplace of Amelia Earhart. I camped in Brown County State Park that evening. Nebraska and the first snowmobiles I'd seen on the trip. Now I know I'm north. Iowa And then Minnesota. On the way to my sister's new place in southwest Minnesota, I saw these. Can you identify them? I met my sister. I went with her husband and one of their kids to see a demolition derby at the county fair. I spent a couple of days in the area, taking a short day trip to South Dakota. Want to picnic under a chunk of granite?