PRINTING!!!!

Hey All! We're finally printing our books! You may or may not have heard about Meg's house fire in November (shortly after the last post, actually), but that put a big old brake on the whole project. But now we are back in business. It is so exciting to finally see the books coming together and becoming actual physical objects!

For now, here are more pictures:



This man in the parking lot of our hotel in Redwing, MN, kept bringing people outside to show them a giant gun in the back of his truck. And sometimes he would go out by himself and polish it. This happened around once every 10 minutes from the time we got there, until we got bored and went for a walk. Photo by Meg Dolan.



It's the Midwest. As such, Lake Geneva, Wisconsin loves themselves some corn. Photo by Heather Kraft.


A mysterious building gauge, possibly the remnant of a tragic flying tire accident? The world may never know. Photo by Ben Heyer.

And while you're at it, check out the art of our fabulous Safety Driver, Mr. Owen McBride Platt!
(click the picture!)

The Whistle Stop

We stopped at tiny cafe in Frontenac MN, along US 61 just south of Red Wing. They had delicious grilled cheese and everyone stared at Heather's tattoos. Frontenac is unincorporated with a population of 1450.

This is what the Whistle Stop looks like on Google Streetview, although the address isn't correct.

And this is what popped up on my computer in the parking lot for two seconds. It was so ridiculous and random that, we drove all over the Whistle Stop's tiny parking lot waiting for it to come back up so I could screenshot it. Eventually Ben suggested we drive towards the brown fence just visible in the far left of the above Streetview shot, saying, "they have a fence, they might like boobs!" And he was right.

This One's For Colin Marx

Because it's Labor day this weekend and because I feel like I should, I'm giving you guys an extra big dose of walk pictures! Hooray! These pictures are from our explorations of LaCrosse, Wisconsin. Keep in mind they are only mildly edited.

This was the first thing we saw upon entering LaCrosse. It was creepy and beautiful and had state pride all in one.


One of the more snapshotty pictures. This is a statue stealing Ben's hat.


Heather photographing the river.


People staring at Heather photographing the river.


This is not from American Graffiti, but we could have sworn that it was.


This was the old, smelly, cheap hotel we stayed in. We were pretty sure there was a body in the wall cavity that we could feel through the wallpaper.

Sleeping arrangements.

Heather in the morning.

Ben in the morning.

The Leave Taking

Getting ready to set out from the MCAD parking lot, safety van full of bikes and Owen in tow. Also please note the three waterbottles near my bike. I actually brought eight.