It would be a 120 miles at least by my calculation if it was all just in a square, it would take a bit.
I also like the part about eating beef every day.
And the part about working hard, loving his family, living clean, reading and believing what is written in the bible, but not calling himself religious. Well, in todays standards, I don't know what else you would call it.
I like listening to the real stories of the old west, I could hear the crackle in his voice when I was reading it. Some good people were made back then. They new true freedom, the good times and the hard times. My great grandmother use to tell about traveling in the covered wagons to Oklahoma territory and home steading as a little girl. The lived in a one room dug out with a dirt floor. Before that, they lived in Kansas (post civil war) and had to contend with a band of outlaws she called the "Jayhawkers" that would raid the local farmers periodically. When they heard they were in the area, her parents would hide their valuables and stuff like mollases in false bottom barrels and put fireplace ashes on top. She said the kids would be hidden away and her dad would great them. They would go through stuff and even put poles into the barrels checking for hidden items. They never found any.
She made real home made bread up until she was in her late 90's. Nothing went better with a good story.