TRIP 2017

Update #15 - July 11th
Lakota, North Dakota
Mission Trip 6,225.09 miles (9,960.14 km)
Year Total : 4,273.86 miles (6,838.18 km)

The ride across North Dakota is almost over. Weather permitting, I should be crossing into Minnesota tomorrow (July 12). My turning point and end of this trip leg is Bemidji, Minnesota 176.55 miles (282.45 km) away where I will be turning Southeast for the ride along the Mississippi River to Prairie du Chien, Wisconsin.

July 03, 2017 : Glasgow, MT to Poplar, MT : 76.87 miles (122.99 km)
Trip Total: 5,853.62 miles (9,365.79 km)
Year Total: 3,902.39 miles (6,243.82 km)

I had a good afternoon and night at the First Lutheran Church. I spent a lot of time working on my laptop and watching television. Saw some very old Dr Who episodes. Was able to update my ministry website. Went to sleep around 10:30 pm. Slept through the night till around 6 am. Didn't use my sleep mask. It didn't take long to get dressed, cleaned up, and get Alice repacked.

I left the church around 7 am and stopped at the McDs for a light breakfast. I was out of town by 7:30 am. The ride East went really well. There was a tailwind to push me along. I got the first 20 miles in by 10:22 am. Just passed Nashua, I started the ride through the Fort Peck Indian Reservation. By noon, I had ridden 31 miles. I stopped in Oswego for a short break.

The afternoon ride went okay. I got into Wolf Point around 3:30 pm. I was really surprised at seeing the temperature was around 105. It didn't feel that hot because of the low humidity and the wind. I stopped at a McDs for a late lunch. I then rode into the downtown area to find the laundromat. The washing machines were $2.25 to wash but the dryers cost $.25 for eight minutes. It cost me $3.75 to wash and dry my clothes.

While I was doing my laundry, I called up some of my friends around the country to wish them a Happy 4th. I called up my friend Johnnie in Hattiesburg. We remembered that it's been nine years since we've known each other. We first met June 10, 2008 at the First Baptist Church in Monroe, Washington. Johnnie was part of a team from Hattiesburg who had traveled to Monroe to help build the new sanctuary at the church. We also met November 26th of that year in Hattisburg. I had stopped by on my way to help with the recovery effort after the hurricane that had decimated the small towns on the Bolivar Peninsula East of Galveston, Texas. It was also interesting that our meeting in Hattiesburg happened the day before Thanksgiving and a couple of days after Johnnie's wife learned that she was pregnant with their first child.

I had a late start out of Wolf Point because the rear tire was soft. I stopped at a Shopko on the East side of Wolf Point but they didn't sell bicycle tubes. I found them at the Farm and Ranch store close by. I bought two 26 inch tubes. I was able to use an air hose and tire gauge to get the tire reinflated.

There were a couple of motels in Wolf Point but they were really expensive. I was warned about not trying to stay in the park overnight because of the homeless native american problem. Being that this was the day before July 4th, I didn't think abot trying to connect with a local minister. I had seen on the web that there were supposed to be two small motels in Poplar 22 miles away.

it was about 7 pm when I headed out of the Wolf Point area. The ride to Poplar went okay. I got into Poplar around 8:30 pm. One of the motels was closed because of a fire. The other motel had closed and had been converted into apartments. I met up with some friendly native americans who were running a fireworks stand on the East side of town. The lady who was running the stand with her sister were both friendly. They tried really hard finding some place where I could camp out safely. I was finally connected with a family in town who offered me to use their son's bedroom in the basement. He has gone off to college in Boulder, CO. They have helped other bicycle tourist traveling through the area before.

It's interesting that I had stopped in Wolf Point back in 2008. I had stayed at the Assembly of God Church on June 27th.

My goal for tomorrow because of the high heat will be Culbertson 33 miles away. I camped out in the park in Culbertson on June 28th, 2008. Being that tomorrow is the Fourth and there might be a lot of fireworks tomorrow night, I'm either going to try and get a room at the low cost motel in town or try and connect with the pastor at the ELCA church where I had been given the chance to speak June 29th. I had actually spent the night at the motel that Sunday. The owner of the motel back in 2008 a member of was a mmember of the Bethel Church and I had gone to the church also that Sunday and the pastor had gotten me a room there for the night.

July 04, 2017 : Poplar, MT to Culbertson, MT : 34.79 miles (55.66 km)
Trip Total: 5,888.41 miles (9,421.46 km)
Year Total: 3,937.18 miles (6,299.49 km)

I had a good night at Andrew's and Stephanie's house even though it was short. It was around 10:15 pm when I got to their house. I did have a good time at the fireworks stand near the Tribal Council House. I had stopped there around 9 pm to see if somebody could tell me where the second motel in town was supposed to be. The one on US 2 was closed because of a major fire. I learned that the second motel was closed and had been turned into apartments because housing was much needed on the Fort Peck Indian Reservation. Right when I had stopped at the fireworks stand, this car pulled over in front of me and a little Native American girl came out of the car with two bottles of water to give to me. The Native American lady who was running the stand, Amy, was really friendly. Between taking care of customers, Amy spent a lot of time on her phone trying to find a place to stay the night either inside or outside in my tent. It was really funny when the Amy talked about me on the phone she called me a "grandpa" in respect that I was a sr citizen. A sheriff deputy was contacted. If there was a pow-wow at the grounds, I could have stayed there but there wasn't a pow-wow. Voice-mail messages were left for pastors but nobody called back. There was an attempt to let me either stay in a dorm room at the community college or camping out on the grounds. Around 10 pm, Stephanie called back Amy and told her that I could stay the night. Stephanie had opened her house a couple of year's ago to three guys who were cycle-touring West and were caught in town because of a thunderstorm. The Amy's sister was contacted to watch the stand while Amy led me to Stephanie's house. I spent most of the time riding on the bike path so I didn't have to get back on the highway. When I rode passed the cemetary (Catholic) it was really strange seeing all of the grave sights were lit up by candles and solar-powered lights. There was an option for me to either camp out in the back yard of Stephanie's house or stay in the one of the bedrooms in the basement. I opted to stay inside.

The bedroom was for a boy. I was amazed at how many awards the boy had gotten in science and math during his high school years. On the wall was an acceptance letter to the University of Colorado in Boulder, Colorado. Before going downstairs, Stephanie made me a small plate of chicken and potato salad. Andrew told me that he was currently 61 and would be 62 in April but because he smoked he looked like he was at least 65 or older. He was white and this was his second marriage. He married Stephanie one year ago. Stephanie has been the speech therapist in the local school district for almost 24 years and Andrew was a janitor. There was about a fifteen year difference in age. I learned that the boy that I borrowed his bedroom wasn't Stephanie's son by birth. Stephanie has taken in several boys who were abandoned and homeless on the reservation. Currently, they have a ten year old boy living with them but he was at a friend's house.

Stephanie and Andrew were Catholic. Andrew is a motorcyclists and he is involved with a Christian motorcycle club. Andrew gave me one of the clib's New Testaments with devotionals. I also learned that Amy was from a Christian family and when her parents were alive they would go around the country as singing missionaries.

The sun woke me up around 4:30 am. I got my journaling done before I got cleaned up and dressed. I waited till around 6 am before going upstairs to pack up Alice again. Andrew was up and going to another job around 7 am. Stephanie wasn't up. i opted to get on the road around 6:30 am. Before leaving town, I stopped at a quick-mart to get some milk. I talked for a while with the guy who was delivering food and supplies to the store.

It was around 7 am when I headed out of Poplar. The ride East went okay but I had a couple of delays. About five miles out of Poplar, I had to stop to fix a flat rear tire. I found a small piece of wire inside the tire. I put in the new spare inner tube. I was back on the road in about twenty minutes. I stopped in the small town of Brockton for a short break.

Along the way, I saw a lot of wildlife. I scared up some prairie dogs. I also had some pheasants and grouse jump up and fly away from the tall grass along the road. There was a herd of twelve wild horses who lined up along the barbed wire fence to watch me go by.

A couple of miles East of Brockton, there were some tall hills to climb over. The hills lasted for about five miles before the road went downhill. About five miles out of Culbertson, I had to stop again to fix the rear tire again. I found another peice of wire in the tire. The tread is getting thin and it's going to be a wire magnet. I was hoping that the tire would last till about Bemidji, MN but I might have to get a new tire before that.

It was about 3:30 pm when I got into Culbertson. The town was pretty well dead because of today being the Fourth of July. I stopped at the motel that I had stayed at nine years aho but the people who had owned it back then wwren't there any more. The people who were there now wanted $75 a room. Too high for me. Even with giving me a sr discount, it was still way more than what I wanted to pay. I rode around to check out the churches that I had worshipped at back in 2008 but there were no contact phone numbers.

I rode over to the section of the town park where I had camped out before. Camping was free for five nights. The bathhouse was open. There was enough room in the picnic shelter to pitch my tent. Some people in campers and rvs stopped but they didn't stay because there wasn't any place for them to connect to electricity and water. This was a free campground.

About 5 pm, a large white van pulled into the park and a large family of Amish came out of the van. I went over to introduce myself. I learned that the family were from Lancaster County Pennsylvania and were old-order Amish. They were on a three week tour of the Pacific Northwest. They had paid some of their English (non-Amish) friends to go with then on the tour to drive. The father's name was Andreas and he was 42. I didn't catch his wife's name. They had six kids (3 girls and three boys). The oldest were girls between 15 and 19. The boys were 13, 11, and 5. The boy's name's were Mattias, Markus, and Lukas. Lukas was 5. They were pretty surprised that I had ridden through Lancaster County and had ridden through Bird-In-Hand. They lived outside of Elphratta close to Bird-In-Hand. I was invited to eat with them. We had sausages made in Bird-In-Hand and homemade chocolate chip dough balls. Andreas was pretty surprised at how much I could tell them about the places where they were going to visit. I stayed with them till around 10 pm when the fireworks started to be lit off.

July 05, 2017 : Culbertson, MT to Williston, ND : 44.20 miles (70.72 km)
Trip Total: 5,932.61 miles (9,492.18 km)
Year Total: 3,981.30 miles (6,370.21 km)

It was a pretty noisy night in the park. People in town started to light off fireworks around 6 pm. Once it got dark, the fireworks got bigger and louder. There wasn't any town celebration so individuals did them. Some of the fireworks were really loud. It sounded like I was in a combat zone. The fireworks lasted till around 11:30 pm. I used my sleep mask because there was a street light close by. I did wake up during the night but I was able to fall back asleep and stay asleep till around 6 am. I quickly packed up. Before leaving the park, I took Alice over to the Amish family to let them see her. I got invited to breakfast so I had some cereal. Andrea's wife packed up some of the chocolate chip dough balls.

It was about 7 am when I left the park. The ride East went okay. The shoulder really improved after about six miles. I stopped at a gas station in Bainville for a short break. The wind has switched to coming from the North so it was a crosswind. This slowed me down some.

I crossed into North Dakoka around 12:40 pm MST (1:40 pm CST). I crossed into the Central Time Zone. After stopping to take pictures, I had to readjust all of my electronics. Outside of Bainbridge, I started to ride through the oil fields. I was warned about all of the traffic but there wasn't much because most of the workers who did the construction was gone. All that was left were the crews who were now maintaining the oil fields and the rest was automated. I rode passed several apartment complexes where the workers stayed at but they were pretty well empty and up for sale.

About five miles out of Williston, I had to stop and fix a flat rear tire again. It was hard doing so because of the heat. The outside of the tire was really hot and I had to sit on a towel because the pavement was really hot. I've got to possibly stop at a Walmart again to maybe buy another tire from them again.

coming into Williston, I had to follow a detour because of road construction on US 2. I got on Bus US 2. After stopping at a gas station to get something cold to drink and fill up my water bottles, I rode throughthe downtown area to see if I could locate a church that might have a Wednesday night service. I saw that the temperature was in the high 90s. The only church that I found with a Wed night service was the United Holiness (Pentacostal) but I opted against stopping there. I saw that rhere was a homeless center in town so I thought about trying to get a discounted motel room with some of the reward points that I've accumualated. I stopped at a McDs to get some supper and to also make a reservation. There was a Super 8 that was in the reaward program but there was something with the website. The discounted rate for a room there was more expensive than the discounted rate that had been posted on a billboard that I had passed coming into Williston. I found a discounted room at a Days Inn but I had a hard time getting there because the address that was listed on the website was wrong. It was about 8 pm when I got to the Days Inn. The motel was being transferred into a Days Inn. The people on the desk weren't really trained for the new motel so it took a while to get checked in. My room was upgraded for free from a queen to a king.

I was looking at riding to Stanley tomorrow but the high is supposed to be in the upper 80s. I'm thinking about riding just to the small town of Ray and hope that I can find something inside there. I still hope to cross into Minnesota Thursday, July 12 and get into Bemidji Friday, July 13.

July 06, 2017 : Williston, ND to Ray, ND : 37.79 miles (60.46 km)
Trip Total: 5,970.40 miles (9,552.64 km)
Year Total: 4,019.17 miles (6,430.67 km)

I had a decent night at the Days Inn. The chain had gotten the motel the first of the month so the desk staff hadn't been properly trained. The room was okay. There was a decent breakfast but the conference room that they served it in didn't look good because it was also the place where mattresses were being stored.

I left the motel a little after 8 am, I didn't get far because the rear tire was soft. I parked Alice next to the building next to the motel. I didn't find a leak in the inner tube so I was able to pump it up. It was time to find a new rear tire. I wasn't sure that there was going to be a bike shop so I got a new tire at the local Walmart. Along with the mountin bike tires folded up into boxes, they now sold smooth road tires for under $20. I bought one of the tires, some more inner tubes, a patch kit, and a high pressure tire gauge.

Ir was about 10:10 am when I got back on the road. The ride North to where US 2 turned Eastwards went okay. It didn't take long to get out of the valley. Because of the late start, I only got about 14 miles before noon. I stopped at a truckstop that had a Subway for a lunch.

The afternoon ride went okay. I found a long fiberglass pole that had a red flag at the top of it. I sewed on the yellow flag so I could get rid of the wooden dowel. The reet of the ride to Ray went okay.

After stopping at a gas station for a break, I rode over to the city park next to a reservoir that had free camping. I camped in a spot that had electricity.

July 07, 2017 : Ray, ND to Stanley, ND : 40.79 miles (65.26 km)
Trip Total: 6,011.19 miles (9,617.90 km)
Year Total: 4,059.96 miles (6,495.94 km)

I had a decent night camping out in the park in Ray. I didn't stay long outside my tent because there were mosquitoes. It was nice having electricity. There was a water spigot nearby but there was no bathroom. Even though the railroad was really close by, I was able to fall asleep using my sleep mask around 9:30 pm. I woke up once around midnight but I was able to fall asleep till around 5:30 am. The sun didn't rise until around 6 am. I quickly packed up Alice.

Before leaving Ray, I rode back to the gas station on the west edge of town to use the restroom and to also get some milk. It was around 6:40 am when I headed out of Ray. The ride East went really well. I got the first 20 miles in by 9:40 am. By noon, I had ridden 31 miles. I took a short break on the side of the road to check out a field of yellow flowers. I think that the field was millet. I scared up one prairie dog.

Along the way, I rode passed a lot of oil fields. The oil wells weren't in large fields. Occasionally, there was a cluster of three or four wells. Instead of rocker arms, there were some pumps that went up and down. Also, there were several large lodges (places where the sub-contractors stayed). Because of the oil fields being pretty well all built, a lot of these lodges were closed down. Some of these lodges were big enough to house 500 people.

I got into Stanley around 1:20 pm. After stopping for a break at a gas station, I rode into town to see if I could find some place inside or find the park where I could camp out in. I saw some activity at the American Lutheran Church. The pastor was out for the day but the business admistrator was in. He offered to meet me at a hotel that I had passed coming into town.

Because of the heat, I'll be getting on the road early tomorrow morning and riding to Minot.

July 08, 2017 : Stanley, ND to Denbigh, ND : 92.92 miles (148.67 km)
Trip Total: 6,104.11 miles (9,766.58 km)
Year Total: 4,152.88 miles (6,644.61 km)

I had a decent night at the hotel. The room was quite nice except for a large fuse box on the wall next to one of the beds. I cannot understand why it wasn't positioned on the wall better so it could have been covered up by a picture. There was a large picture just a few inches away from the fuse box. I was hoping to update my ministry website but for some reason I couldn't ftp connect to my server in California. I was able to fall asleep around 10 pm. It was about 5 am when I woke up. There was an okay hot breakfast.

I left the hotel a little after 7 am. The morning ride went okay. About a couple of miles out of Tioga, I rode passed another closed oil field worker housing complex. This complex was prefab made out of containers and was two stories tall. The parking area was weed covered. I got the first 20 miles in by 9:20 am. By noon, I had ridden almost 33 miles. I stopped at a gas station for something hot to eat. I got a box of pizza wedges and a soda. I attempted to pay for the meal but the young lady on the cash register told me that my meal was on her. Her partner went outside with me to take pictures of me and Alice.

I was back on the road in about 20 minutes. In Burlington, I got off US 2 to find a gas station for a break. At the city park, I found a Little Free Library box and I was able to exchange two of my three well read paperbacks.

From Burlington, I had a good ride to Minot. My intention for the day was to try and stop in Minot but I decided to go on more. I had ridden 56 miles already but I decided to try and get some more miles in. The most that I've done in a day this year was 76.34 miles on July 01 between Malta and Glasgow, MT. I was pretty sure that I could go beyond that. I thought that I would try and get in a Century ride (100 miles). The last time that I did it was May 25, 2015 (105.45 miles). I thought that I had plenty of daylight and if the wind kept to my back the goal was attainable. After a short break at a McDs, I headed back out around 4:45 pm. There was a slight hill to climb between Minot and Jamestown. Once back on the top of the plateau, I noticed that the winds had shifted to coming from the North so they were now a crosswind.

The miles kept on adding up till around the small town of Surrey. I saw a sign that said that camping was allowed in the town park. I thought that I would go and check it out. There were a lot of people camping out in the park already. There was a sign that said that you had to register but there was no place to do so and there was no place to see if there was a fee to camp out. The restrooms had been closed so there were just a couple of port-a-toilets. I didn't see a place where I could fill up some of my empty water bottles. I still had four water bottles left. It was around 7:30 pm when I headed out of Surrey. Towner was still 37 miles away. Right outside of Surrry, I found a bike safety flag that I'm going to use as a side flag. It's good that I've got this now because the wide shoulder disappeared and the shoulder now was narrow with a continuous rumble strip that didn't stay straight. I had to start riding to the left of the white line.

I was able to get in about 23 more miles when I had to break off my attempt in obtaining the C to switch over to camping mode. I noticed that the sky behind me was getting dark with rain clouds. I pushed on to where I saw a large band of trees on the side of the road. There was about a 150 feet strip of grass before the trees started. I got my tent up and things inside the tent before the clouds opened up with thunder and lightning. Mt first North Dakota thunder storm. If I could had stayed on the road for at least an hour more I could have passed the C mark.

July 09, 2017 : Denbigh, ND to Towner, ND : 14.73 miles (23.57 km)
Trip Total: 6,118.84 miles (9,790.14 km)
Year Total: 4,167.61 miles (6,668.18 km)

I had an okay night camping out. The thunderstorm didn't last long. The tent had stayed dry. I went to sleep around 9:00 pm using my sleep mask. I woke up once during the night and I slept till around 5:30 am. The sun was just coming up.

I was on the road again around 7 am. The ride East went okay. There was a crosswind. I'm glad that I had stopped where I had done so last night because there wasn't any other hidden place to camp out.

It was about 9 am when I got into the Towner area. Outside of town, I saw a sign for the Zion Lutheran church but there was no address listed on the sign or time of service. It was around 9:10 am when I arrived at the church. The service had started at 9:00 am. There was a lay minister. It turns out that the pastor has three churches that she takes care of. She takes care of the two churches that are the farthest away and the lay minister handles Zion. Everything was pretty well scripted in the service so I wasn't able to say anything but I was able to speak to a small group after the service. I was invited to use the parlor for the night.

I could have tried to stay in the park overnight but I had memories about it. I had camped there July 06, 2008. According to what I wrote in my journal three cars came into the park and the individuals were shooting off fireworks including some at each other's cars. Two of the cars had trapped the third between them and they were shooting off Roman Candles at it. There was an option to stay in a house that one of the congregation members rented out. The only problem was that it was seven miles to the North so that it would have been fourteen miles out of my way.

Before everybody left, one of the guys invited me over to his house on the other side of the railroad. For the last 14 years, he has been hosting a party in his back yard. The first one was actually a birthday party for himself and then it became an annual event called Fuddfest. The music was supposed to start around 2 pm and go till 10 pm. A meal was supposed to be served at 6 pm. I walked over to his house around 5 pm. The music was okay but there were already a lot of people there and a lot of them were drinking alcohol. The music was okay. At 6 pm, I got in line for the food. The food was okay. The drummer of the band playing stopped to talk to me. After a couple of songs played, the drummer introduced me and I was asked to stand up. It wasn't a minute afterwards when this crazy guy was in my face and challenging me. I don't know whether he was a drunk or a combination of mental unstability along with the alcohol. The guy was wearing a hat saying that he might have been a Vietnam war vet. The guy demanded to see my ordination creditions, which I don't carry. Never thought th need to carry some. The guy was spouting off that I was possibly a Trump sympathizer and a infiltrator (spy). The guy ranted on for about 5 more minutes and he left. I didn't hear a lot of what he was saying because of the band playing. When he left, I knew that it was time to go. I just don't like being around drunks because my father was one.

In the church's entranceway, there was a metal shelf system stocked with food. It was the church's food pantry. It wasn't in any particular order and there was several bags of food waiting to be put on the shelves in a box next to it. I took the time to straighten the shelves out and I was able to get the bags of food in the box on the shelves.

I'm not sure what I'll be doing tomorrow. It's supposed to be hot again tomorrow with a higher dew point so the heat index might be high. I just might do a short ride to Rugby instead of trying to make a lot of miles. Back in 2008, the pastor of the Evangelical Lutheran Church let me stay in the church for the night.

July 10, 2017 : Towner, ND to Keith, ND : 81.99 miles (131.18 km)
Trip Total: 6,200.83 miles (9,921.33 km)
Year Total: 4,249.60 miles (6,799.36 km)

I had an okay night at the church after coming back from the party. I spent a little time in the entranceway of the church straightening out the food in the food pantry shelf system. I was able to get all of the food on the shelves including the food in the box. I went to bed around 10:20 pm. I woke up around 5 am.

I left the church around 7:20 am. Before heading out of Towner, I stopped at a gas station for some milk. The ride to Rugby went okay. I got into Towner around 11 am. I stopped to take pictures of Alice at the Cairn (Monument) of the supposed Geographical Center of North America. There was a weather vane close by with names of town that supposedly was used for determination. The mileages were shown. If you do the math, you would see that the supposed geographical center was several miles East in Minnesota.

I was thinking about stopping in Rugby like what I did back in 2008 but I decided just to stop at a Family Dollar to get a few things and get something hot to eat at a gas staion.

The afternoon ride went okay. I thought about stopping in Leeds but I decided to go on. Churchs Ferry was too small off US 2. I looked pretty hard to find someplace to camp out between Churchs Ferry and Devils Lake but there wasn't anything. Most of the open spaces was marshland.

It was almost 8:44 pm when I got into Devils Lake. On the way into the downtown area, I rode passed the large Roosevelt Park. There was a lot of activity in the park but there wasn't any campground in the park. At least, I didn't see anybody camping in RVs. In the downtown area, I rode in wide circles to try and find either the police or the sheriff but I couldn't find either one. After about fifteen minutes and gave up and found a different route back to US 2. On the East side of Devils Lake, I found a bike trail. It turned South to a small park and then the pavement ended and because a dirt trail that became a linear park between two roads. There was no place to camp out so I turned around.

I rushed along US 2 trying to find someplace to camp out. Right at dusk, I started to ride along some woods. I wasn't sure whether this was real woods or just a windbreak for residences. I knew that I was getting close to the shore of Devils Lake. I rode passed a large dairy farm. Just before the sun disappeared, I found a spot in the woods where I would risk camping out. I got my tent up as fast as I could because the mosquitoes were really bad. I used a lot of mosquito spray. It was around 10:30 pm when I crawled into the tent. I had been on the road almost 15.5 hours.

July 11, 2017 : Keith, ND to Lakota, ND : 24.26 miles (38.32 km)
Trip Total: 6,225.09 miles (9,960.14 km)
Year Total: 4,273.86 miles (6,838.18 km)

It was a short night. I fell asleep around 11:30 pm. I woke up a little before 6 am. When I looked outside the tent, I found out that the woods wasn't as thick as I had thought. I was just feet away from being in somebody's back yard. The back of the house was less than thirty feet away. I quickly packed up my sleeping bag and pad and tore the tent down as fast I could. I just stuffed the tent into the bag. I was out of the woods in at least 15 minutes.

I was back on the road around 6:20 am. The sky was pretty overcast and it looked like it might storm. The wind was coming from the Southwest. About three miles down the highway, I stopped at a truckstop to use the restroom, fill up my water bottles, and get some milk to go with the rhubarb cupcakes that I got from the Lutheran Church in Towner for breakfast. I was back on the road in twenty minutes.

About three more miles down the road, I stopped at a rest area for a break. The building had the shape of a paddle boat but it was missing a stack and the paddle. In the main room up front, there was something that looked like a steering wheel of a river boat. At a picnic table, I took the time to repack the tent.

From the rest area, the rest of the ride to Lakota went okay. I got into Lakota around 11 am. I rode around the downtown area to see if I could find a church. I stopped at the Lakota Lutheran Church (ELCA). The secretary was in but the pastor wouldn't be in till the afternoon. The secretary offered to call over to the local motel and get me a room for the night. On the way to the motel, I stopped at the offices of the Lakota American newspaper to get interviewed. The newspaper is weekly and it should be coming out Thursday. I'll be sent a pdf of the article.

I'm about 64 miles away from Grand Forks and the MN state line. I'm going to get up early and push in the miles so I'll be getting into MN a day earlier than what I had planned.

The next update will be posted between July 18th and July 26th.



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