Quite frankly I don’t know the name of the place I left, nor the place I ended. Due to some severe weather warnings I had to call it quits a little early. The skies were absolutely evil looking. Thunderstorms and hails the size of eggs were warned of. I hit up a cheap motel some 20 km south of Fargo. It was nice. It allowed me to dry up all my stuff from all the rain and thunderstorms from last night. Then I had to evacuate my tent into the facility camper on the camground. Thunder and lightning for a good 3 hrs with a lot of rain. Needless to say everything was absolutely soaked in the morning around 9 when the rain stopped. Sun came out partly through the day and it got up into the 30s Celcius. Most of the riding took place of the same railtrail as yesterday. I had my first “accident” on this trip sofar. Due to the rain a patch of deep and sticky mud had resided on the trail. As i rolled into it the frontwheel skidded and my bike took on a very different vector, heading into the thick bushes next to the trail. I didnt try to rescue the situation to stay on the asphalt, in fright on crashing into the hard surfaces, which for sure would mean open wounds and damage to clothing and bike. Instead I let the bush land me softly as I did a nice somersalt over the handlebars. Took some effort getting both my self and the bike out of the entanglement. No harm done, on the bike nor on me. Lession learnt though. I wad able to keep riding towards Fargo. Here are some impressions. Agriculture all the way, in soil as dark as night. Looks like a farmer’s dream come through. Endless fields that go on into the horizon in all directions. It is hard to fathom the size and the amount of food produce that come out of this region. It is mostly corn and soy, with some potato. Less dairyfarms now, but you see them here and there. Grains is the keyword in this region, lots of it and mills to grind them.
In Fergus Falls, the township which the railtrail ended I got hungry and was guided by a local to Union Pizza and Brewery. It was just recently opened by this married couple, Tess & Ben. Unfortunately they were not open yet, but I was allowed in for some local beer. It was really good. Sadly the woodfired pizzaoven was just being lit, so no food here. Too bad, as I would have loved to spend some time there and learning more about their project. Good folk to talk to. I wish them the best for the future. Round 6 the clouds described earlier gathered on the horizon. Lynda, my Miss Moneypenny in Boston told me of the warnings. People were advised to take cover as big hail was coming down. This is where my day ended. All the gear got dried and bike was cleaned and serviced for the next day. Which is now actually, as I had no phonecoverage, nor internet to upload my blogentry. So here it is, a day late.
Happy trails and happy summer solstice!