My first time in Nebraska, with Scott at the helm. And what's this about Arbor Day?
No time to stop and figure it out... we have chicken to eat and 'coons to watch, at the famed Alpine Inn!
Dinner at a roadside attraction: fried chicken is served in heaping baskets, and leftovers are thrown on a platform out back, so that diners can enjoy the view out the picture windows: hordes of raccoons and feral cats climbing up for a feast! The cats showed up first:
and were soon joined, or rather, scooted out of the way, by over a dozen hungry raccoons:
They even muscled past the kitties to wash the grease off their paws & get a drink. Sheesh!
The kitties were cute, but looked a little sad. I can't imagine this diet is good for them, much less the fraternization with mangy 'coons!
Above the fireplace in the Alpine Inn was a black velvet painting of their main attraction:
Not unlike a souvenir postcard we found at a gas station on our way home two days later. But I beg to differ: Nebraska is the raccoon state!
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