Strange weather we're having isn't it?

Trip Start Jul 01, 2013
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Trip End Sep 07, 2013


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Saturday, July 27, 2013

It is. Today was the coldest high temperature for July 27, 64 degrees, in Minneapolis history. It made for a cool, sunny morning until the clouds came in. It then rained off and on all afternoon beginning around 12pm. Which was bearable for the first two hours, then it became a slight nuisance. My panniers and sleeping bag were soaked, and my saddle was beginning to get wet, personal pet peeve.

Then there was the bridge. With no notice, a bridge over a river in the country north of Minneapolis was closed for construction. I approached the bridge anyway thinking I might be able to cross as I am on a bike, but alas, the bridge was gone. Just, gone. Looked to have been a large bridge as well.

Fun fact, all heavy machinery is left unlocked when no construction workers are present. It helps with shift changes and such. I put my bike under a steamroller to keep it dry and climbed inside. I rerouted around the bridge closure, about 5 miles out of the way, waiting for the downpour to stop. In a moment of reprieve, I made my move out of the construction site and began my detour. Half of the roads I mapped were dirt and gravel, and there were several dead ends. The whole ordeal added about 1.5 hours to the day pushing my arrival at the Bike Bunkhouse to about 4pm.

The Bunkhouse is world renown as one of the premier bike hostels in the world. The proprietor, Donn Olson turned one of his barns into a free cyclist lodge complete with TV, sofas, bedrooms, showers, kitchenette, and food for very, very cheap. I share the bunkhouse this evening with three older people, all of whom are heading east as well, but at a bit slower pace. They let me take photos of their maps through Michigan, however, for which I am incredibly grateful.

I must confess that since this trip began, I have fantasized about something. I had a very relaxing moment watching a live performance of the Doors on Marlene and Kevin's incredible couch in Tacoma before I left. I have often thought about that time on the road, and have wanted nothing more than to sit on a couch and watch TV. Tonight is my first night with that opportunity, and so I sit here watching a 70's Batman movie with a frozen pizza and some beers. Tonight is a good night.

Freeport MN > Dalbo MN, 75 miles, day 27
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