Racing the wind
We knew this would feel like a long day. We decided to get across SD and see MN up close; the temperature staying above 30C reminded us of late July, not the first week of June. At least the vocal reminder that we had crossed the state line sounded welcoming.
Coming through SD, in the miles before Wall, the billboards turned comic. Wall Drugs: check them out by looking at the board images. We resisted the temptation to detour by, although the 5 cent coffee was mighty temptin’. I could have purchased cowboy boots, or tried the shooting gallery. Maybe when I’m older.
Another billboard, unrelated, pointed me to the website of Dakota Silencers, where one contented client jubilantly noted how much more fun it was to shoot varmints without headphones. I want this as the pilot for some comedy TV. Please? Pretty please?
And then there were the winds. Enough to derail our cruise control, periodically. The billboard for “______ Winds | _____TEL” had me puzzled, until I spotted another instance further on, for “Dakota Winds | MOTEL”. A strong gust of air had blown half of the initial announcement (into the next county, I wager).
Lots of billboards, and lots of flat land. By contrast, MN is very similar to sections of Manitoba. As elsewhere, the rivers are running dangerously high, even the great Missouri. These names are so familiar, because in Canada, geographical trivia knows no borders.
Once again, a new KOA, with marginal wifi. Do they get the service at a flat rate? Whether the sites charge for bandwidth, or not, is immaterial. Just provide something greater than dial-up speeds.
We checked out the possibility of taking a high speed ferry across Lake Michigan during the next leg, but we (probably) won’t. Not in that much of a rush to visit rural Ontario.
