Diane Baker and I crossed the entire northern part of the state from
east to west to arrive at this highpoint. To verify my suspicion that
this could qualify as the most monotonous state in the union, we
returned by driving south and crossing the central part of the state.
Sure enough, this state looks the same from border to border, (except
for the narrow band along the Mississippi River). Cultivated
fields, pigs, and silos, mile after boring mile. This state more than
any other deserves to be called the breadbasket of America.
The Iowa highpoint is located on a farm, (where else?!), near the small
community of Sibley. It is at the end of an unused feed trough at the
base of a silo. The view from the highpoint looks about the same as
anywhere else in the state. The owners are very gracious highpoint
hosts and have provided a register and some information about the
state in a box at the highpoint.