Another state to check off. We've reached Fargo and can literally throw a stone from our campsite and hit Minnesota. We're camping along the Red River in Lindenwood Park in Fargo. We've decided to take a rest day here. Yesterday it warmed up again after a couple cooler days but even with the major head and side winds, we had a pretty good day of riding the 66 miles from the small town of Hope to Fargo. We got an early start and had a couple nice shady breaks between there and here. The trouble was when we got here our decision making abilities went out the window and nothing was falling into place. Maybe it was being in the big city again (we haven't been in a city this big since Seattle!) or the heat finally got to us, but whatever it was, by the time we set up camp and had dinner we were both ready to say "Rest Day"! So now we plan on beating the heat in a cool coffee shop and movie theatre before finding a place with GOOD food.
We've had a tough time finding good food in the last couple weeks and are hoping Fargo will hold some treasure. Last night's dinner of a salad that wasn't all iceberg was a great start. We've had so much fried, heavy, salty, and "down-home" food that we're ready for a change. I'm starting to think that the food is the cause of all the salt stains on my shirt at the end of the day. A sample of a typical menu in N. Dakota:
Hamburger, Cheeseburger, California Burger, Chicken Strips, Shrimp Basket, Fishwich, Grilled Cheese, Hamburger Steak (that's just a big hamburger patty), Chicken Nuggets, Fried Walley, Fried Chicken, and sides of fried mushroom, cauliflower, cheese, potatoes and then maybe a coleslaw and/or macaroni salad. Missy learned the hard way that if you order a Hamburger or Cheeseburger you get just a burger and a bun. So, if you actually want vegetables with it then you better order the California Burger.... I guess that's because only crazy Californians put veggies on a burger??!! Oh, and if that's not enough starch for you they almost always put a side of heavily buttered white toast on top of the fries. It's just amazing that there can be so much bad food all around and that people put up with it. I know descent lettuce can be had (I've seen it in the grocery stores) so why can't a restaurant use it? I know there's fresh fruit, I've seen that in stores too. Whole grain breads... now come on I've seen those grains for the last 400 miles, I know they can get those! A good micro-brewed beer? Okay, that I haven't seen in any store, bar, or ditch. We've made it though, and we've heard that Minnesota could be better (food and shade wise).
We've finally put up some photos... it's been longer than we thought so we had to break it into two albums. See the FIRST ONE HERE. And see the SECOND ONE HERE. It might look like some of the shots are repeats but they aren't. Really. They could even be in a whole other state. That's just how it is.
Ok, Missy here- thought I'd add some. The last few days have made me realize that I will miss North Dakota as we get closer to Minnesota and the end of The Plains. The people in North Dakota have been so friendly, very interested in our trip and Shane's Xtracycle (which looks so giant and cumbersome loaded up that even I am still amazed he can move that thing across the country). There is a sweetness to the rural North Dakotan life- to live in such small towns, everyone knows everyone. One of my favorite small town memories is seeing a flyer posted all around the town of Towner (pop 574) inviting the entire town, in fact anyone who reads the flyer, to the bridal shower of a local gal.
Another interesting fact to note- I have never been dirtier than I was yesterday. I'm strangely proud to say it had been 8 full days since my last shower. Eyebrow raising considering the hot cycling and daily applications of sunscreen and bug juice. I had opportunities to shower but for various reasons put it off- whether I was too tired to shower at the end of the day, no showers available or, no warm water. Besides, I still can't get used to the fairly yucky campground showers. But after 8 days of avoiding them, enough was enough. Anyway, I'm now clean again and glad to have a rest day. (shane here- 8 days... I had no idea... and I was sleeping with her?!) I'm reading a great book called Going to the Sun by James McManus about a woman traveling west by bike along the same northern route, visiting some of the same little cafes and towns. Also very much looking forward to fresher food choices as we get closer to the east coast. I can feel a french fry lodged in my aorta and some iceberg lettuce stuck in my craw. Nothing a good, local microbrew beer can't flush out!