I reach Lansing Iowa after 7 miles before breakfast. Im going to eat pancakes! I walk through town. First Restaurant closed. Second one closed. I ask a guy and he says I think they take turns opening. That one opens at 10:30. Its only 9:30 so I go to IGA market buy supplies and use their wifi to tell my wife I’m not dead. I still dont have phone service.

I wait outside the bar/restaurant until they open. I say I know what I want, pancakes! Oh we dont serve breakfast. Sigh. So I have a salad and sandwich.

Late in the day I go down and across a large windy,  wavy lake. I stop at a boat ramp and see a yellow building I recognize from research. A yellow hot dog stand next to the train tracks. Closed. Thats ok I walk around and take pictures when a dog comes out of the building next door. It growls and barks and makes me back up. I’m yelling stay or something when a woman comes out casually calls the dog, gives me smirk and gets in her car and drives away. I’m not a dog guy but I really don’t like mean or aggressive dogs but this womans smirk pissed me off. I’m tired from the lake , hungry, and a sad and angry about Grace. I’m glad she drove away.

Later eating dinner at a flooded boat ramp a man let loose his dog who roamed free sniffed everything and jumped in the water. It was a beautiful hunting dog of some sort and barely paid attention to me other than a sniff.