<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240554557418679919</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:47:27.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dive Bar Tours</title><subtitle type='html'>You know the ones, it's the places usually found in blue collar neighborhoods.  Most of the time only identified by a large sign advertising a long forgotten and no longer brewed beer.  
Well, we're diving headfirst into the dive bars, and sharing our experiences with you.
So sit back, grab a PBR and enjoy the ride.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>StfRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08491267515509573106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/R3qKrFED9SI/AAAAAAAAADA/E7_tsLRLAdU/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240554557418679919.post-8121128751422558611</id><published>2009-04-28T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:03:25.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ron-De-Voo Dwight, IL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SfevnjAEnoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NoHac5fND8k/s1600-h/100_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SfevnjAEnoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NoHac5fND8k/s200/100_0488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329921777961574018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ron-De-voo Tavern&lt;div&gt;213 E Mazon Ave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwight, IL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friendliness-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kitsch Factor-2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neighborhood-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tap- Budweiser, Bud Light, Miller Light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One rainy night on our way back from picking up a classic video game, we stopped at this tavern of Route 66 in Dwight, Illinois. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'd been attracted by the beautiful neon sign in the past, but never had the time to stop.  We had intended on going to the Riviera roadhouse in Gardner, but they were closed. (Hopefully because of flood and not lack of business!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In typical dive bar flavor the jukebox was playing roadhouse songs, and the crowd was enjoying the tunes that generations have long forgotten. Our friends enjoyed a 'Coke' (ahem) and a Bud Light, my wife had a Bud Light, and I enjoyed my latest dive beer, a Miller Hi-Life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A quick walk around revealed copper plaques with poems and pictures of former customers who have passed. A testament of how neighborhood bars are a community of great people.  One wonders if the motorcycle skid mark in the middle of the floor was from one of these historical photos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we've found in the past, the crowd in dive bars are great!  The bartender and customers all welcomed us as if we had been regulars for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240554557418679919-8121128751422558611?l=divebartours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/feeds/8121128751422558611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240554557418679919&amp;postID=8121128751422558611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default/8121128751422558611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default/8121128751422558611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/2009/04/ron-de-voo-dwight-il.html' title='Ron-De-Voo Dwight, IL'/><author><name>StfRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08491267515509573106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/R3qKrFED9SI/AAAAAAAAADA/E7_tsLRLAdU/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SfevnjAEnoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NoHac5fND8k/s72-c/100_0488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240554557418679919.post-5353952537546576984</id><published>2009-01-24T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T08:25:52.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koz's Mini Bowl</title><content type='html'>Koz's Mini Bowl&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SXs-LraeF_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/OpTQsJ3fgSc/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SXs-LraeF_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/OpTQsJ3fgSc/s200/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294894157257381874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2078 S 7th St&lt;br /&gt;Milwaukee, WI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendliness: 5&lt;br /&gt;Kitsch Factor: 5&lt;br /&gt;Neighborhood: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, Milwaukee.  Home of Pabst beer, Laverne and Shirley, Brady Street, and Usinger Sausages.  But another gem of this adopted home town of mine, is the newly discovered Koz's Mini Bowl.  We had read of this place on a Wisconsin website, and new we HAD to add it to our list of places to go.  So for my 40th birthday bash, we loaded up the VW and headed north with a few friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel driver had some difficulty finding the place, and then admitted that the address was out of his service area.  But no worries, we drove through an ethnic area, past the famous "La Perla" restaurant, and soon rolled up in front of a nondescript building sporting a Pabst neon sign in its dingy window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opened the door and found the place to be a flurry of beer, cigarette smoking (yes, it's still legal up there!!) and pin busting activity!  We strolled into the back room and found all four 17' lanes to be occupied.  A lady asked if we had lane reservations,  but told us that they had a "no show" and we could take their place if we liked.  We discovered that our bowling skills were &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SXs_clHoGPI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ExALs3BnnJk/s1600-h/100_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SXs_clHoGPI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ExALs3BnnJk/s200/100_0379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294895547137136882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;incredible!  Strikes after strikes!  Spares! No pin will be left standing!  The human pinsetters were hustling to reset the pins after our devastation.  As an aside, the lady explained that this was the last mini bowling alley with human pinsetters in the state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed a pitcher of &lt;a href="http://www.pabstblueribbon.com/Default.aspx"&gt;Pabst Blue Ribbon&lt;/a&gt; beer and a few frozen pizzas.  The whole event set us back a mere $30-  Quite a bargain, for what everyone considered a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240554557418679919-5353952537546576984?l=divebartours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/feeds/5353952537546576984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240554557418679919&amp;postID=5353952537546576984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default/5353952537546576984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default/5353952537546576984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/2009/01/kozs-mini-bowl.html' title='Koz&apos;s Mini Bowl'/><author><name>StfRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08491267515509573106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/R3qKrFED9SI/AAAAAAAAADA/E7_tsLRLAdU/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SXs-LraeF_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/OpTQsJ3fgSc/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240554557418679919.post-5360681353441789668</id><published>2008-12-08T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T08:25:31.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manito Tap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/ST3QAegFNtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Gl4pXaVV18c/s1600-h/100_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/ST3QAegFNtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Gl4pXaVV18c/s200/100_0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277603044954289874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Manito Tap&lt;br /&gt;110 N Broadway St,&lt;br /&gt;Manito, IL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a recent afternoon at Willets' Winery in Manito, we spotted a local pub, obvious only by the beer signs on a building in the small downtown.  I was game, but my wife needed a little bit of coaxing. After all, her palate had been tasting wine all afternoon and now I was offering a cheap beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a seat at the bar and I ordered an Old Milwaukee Light, and she, a Bud Light.  Although the service was fine, and the bartender friendly, glares from some of the customers assured us that this was a 'locals only' bar.  But all was not lost as a few of the others made room for us at the bar, and offered up some free chili.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240554557418679919-5360681353441789668?l=divebartours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/feeds/5360681353441789668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240554557418679919&amp;postID=5360681353441789668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default/5360681353441789668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default/5360681353441789668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/2008/12/manito-tap.html' title='Manito Tap'/><author><name>StfRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08491267515509573106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/R3qKrFED9SI/AAAAAAAAADA/E7_tsLRLAdU/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/ST3QAegFNtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Gl4pXaVV18c/s72-c/100_0354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240554557418679919.post-1846136676101532787</id><published>2008-09-06T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:02:18.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Main Gate, Springfield, IL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SMKbYMlELRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6kneuykdOHQ/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SMKbYMlELRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6kneuykdOHQ/s200/New+Image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242923756208532754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Main Gate&lt;br /&gt;East Sangamon Rd&lt;br /&gt;Springfield, IL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendliness: 5&lt;br /&gt;Kitsch Factor: 1&lt;br /&gt;Neighborhood: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words- &lt;a href="http://www.stag-beer.com/Home.aspx"&gt;STAG BEER&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were walking into the State Fair this year, when I spied a banner advertising &lt;a href="http://www.stag-beer.com/Home.aspx"&gt;Stag beer&lt;/a&gt;-  The bar was located right outside the main gate of the fair, and was named "The Main Gate". An interesting name, I wonder where it came from?  Anyway, I told Jeep that we would be stopping for a beer on the way out.  She rolled her eyes, and reluctantly agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the short time at the &lt;a href="http://www.impeachblago.com/"&gt;Blagojevich&lt;/a&gt; love-a-thon, we retrieved our vehicle and convinced the gent guarding the parking lot at "The Main Gate" that we were going in for drinks, and hence, shouldn't have to pay the $5 parking fee.  He agreed, and we entered the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bar cant really be considered a 'dive' bar, a recent remodeling showed clean walls and new equipment.  But just the fact that it served "&lt;a href="http://www.stag-beer.com/Home.aspx"&gt;Stag Beer&lt;/a&gt;" is enough for a mention in this blog. After a few short minutes,  I took a deep breath and ordered my very first &lt;a href="http://www.stag-beer.com/Home.aspx"&gt;Stag Beer&lt;/a&gt;.  I couldn't believe they still made this stuff!  The flavor was actually quite bold, hearkening back to the 70s before Lite beers polluted the American adult beverage scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Kudos to G Heileman brewing company for continuing this brand, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Huzzah"&gt;Huzzah!&lt;/a&gt; to "The Main Gate" for providing it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240554557418679919-1846136676101532787?l=divebartours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/feeds/1846136676101532787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240554557418679919&amp;postID=1846136676101532787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default/1846136676101532787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default/1846136676101532787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/2008/09/main-gate-springfield-il.html' title='The Main Gate, Springfield, IL'/><author><name>StfRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08491267515509573106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/R3qKrFED9SI/AAAAAAAAADA/E7_tsLRLAdU/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SMKbYMlELRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6kneuykdOHQ/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240554557418679919.post-991994761907301235</id><published>2008-08-10T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:12:00.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dome Tap, Peoria IL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SJ-RoASwuYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/l6TyBgYDpZw/s1600-h/100_0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SJ-RoASwuYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/l6TyBgYDpZw/s200/100_0259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233061408487291266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dome Tap&lt;br /&gt;2305 W Lincoln Ave&lt;br /&gt;Peoria, IL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;q=dome+tap+peoria&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;cid=0,0,9036051380069673960&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=local_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=image"&gt;Map It!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendliness: 5&lt;br /&gt;Kitsch Factor: 2&lt;br /&gt;Neighborhood: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tap: Miller Lite, Bud Light, Busch, Michelob Amber Bock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peoria, Illinois; A mecca of blue collar jobs, and blue collar bars.  Home of Caterpillar tractors, Peoria has an untold amount of neighborhood taverns that cater to locals, and as we found, welcome strangers as well.&lt;br /&gt;On a recent Saturday afternoon we stopped at the Dome Tap.  We easily found a parking place and made our way to the front door.  The sidewalk was a mosaic advertising an old Peoria beer called Gipps.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SJ-SIfPGSRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OjWhtPSpOQc/s1600-h/100_0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SJ-SIfPGSRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OjWhtPSpOQc/s200/100_0258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233061966549240082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dome of the "Dome Tap" was apparently a stained glass structure above the bar, which the bartender claimed to be over 100 years old. &lt;br /&gt;We made our way the to the bar, and ordered a few beers.  "Jeep" ordered a Bud light, and I ordered a Busch. Our beers went down cool and quick, and we didn't hesitate when the bartender offered two more.  After we bought a round of drinks for the bar (6 drinks, $11.25), everyone seemed to warm up to our presence. &lt;br /&gt;We were soon joined by a local to thank us for buying his beer.  He introduced himself as 'Sal'.  During our conversation, he referred to the old Black Angus, a restaurant that had been on IL Rt 29 in Peoria Heights.  It became clear that he had been involved in the ownership or management of the restaurant.  After a few complimentary beers bought by fellow drinkers, we said our good byes and headed out the door.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, we found the bar to be quite friendly, very reasonably priced, and a very nice experience.  The staff is happy and friendly, and the customers were very welcoming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240554557418679919-991994761907301235?l=divebartours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/feeds/991994761907301235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240554557418679919&amp;postID=991994761907301235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default/991994761907301235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240554557418679919/posts/default/991994761907301235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divebartours.blogspot.com/2008/08/dome-tap-peoria-il.html' title='Dome Tap, Peoria IL'/><author><name>StfRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08491267515509573106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/R3qKrFED9SI/AAAAAAAAADA/E7_tsLRLAdU/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC2O57yH8g4/SJ-RoASwuYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/l6TyBgYDpZw/s72-c/100_0259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
