Cedar River

You drive out of Cedar Rapids headed east on Highway 30 until you turn off the highway toward Tipton. You drive through Tipton until you reach a gravel road and turn off there. After that, you zigzag along more gravel roads passing through green corn fields until you reach one that leads you a mile more to a house at the end of the road. The house overlooks the Cedar River. It is night. You descend the steep bank which leads to the river behind the house. All you hear are the calls of the whippoorwills and the owls and the river rushing past the snags. You sit on the river bank with your feet dangling in the cool stream. The light of the full moon reflects across the water.

Who knows what you might think or do after your journey? You are in Iowa and it is midsummer and you are hopelessly lost and alone. Anything might happen.