Saturday, August 16, 2025 Another Kind of Blow Job
My humans
let me out to roam a little. I don’t go
far… until I do. I chased the
birdie. I chased a bunny. Then my human came to get me. I trotted along the bushes, sniffing. She followed, I ran… she followed, I
ran. Then I didn’t know where I was so I
stopped. MEOW! Come get me!
At 4am, I
heard a few raindrops. I opened the
blinds and saw it was windy, and there was lightening. A few more raindrops. More wind… and in 10 minutes, it was
calm. When daylight came, the skies were
ominous. I did my morning walk not
wandering too far in case it started to rain.
I didn’t want to wear my rain poncho as it was too humid. It never did rain, so I got most of my steps
in.
When I got
back, Spouse had Artie ready to roll.
Tanks were empty (we went 6 days without emptying the tanks. Pretty good tankage!). Rudy had gotten out. He normally does not wander far, but I had to
hunt him down. Then he played his little
kitty game to run just fast enough to keep out of my reach. That is until he found himself lost, then he
stopped and cried for me to pick him up.
When we
started, Spouse realized he hadn’t attached the trailer brakes, so we stopped,
then off we went. Given the weather, we
decided to head up I29 to Fargo, then head east towards Lake Itasca. Our reservation doesn’t start till tomorrow,
but it is quite a ways. We were going to
take all the back roads, but realized it would take more than two days to get
there, so I29 will have to do. It is an
easy highway through beautiful farmland.
Corn fields, alfalfa and soybeans stretch as far as the eye can see. Some of the cornfields are quite artistic as
the rows follow the curvature of the hills in varying patterns. It is green with occasional barns, silos, and
farmhouses. Cattle almost disappear in
the tall grasses. They must really enjoy
their grazing grounds.
We stopped
for breakfast and I noticed that the tailgate was open. Spouse…
When he checked the brakes when we left, he did not close the
tailgate. Thus, most of our blocks we
use for setting up Artie blew out somewhere on I29… Thus, the great Blow Job of 2025. Good thing we chose this route as there is a
Camping World in Fargo, right were we turn to go east. Oh well…
We continue
on… into North Dakota. It looks a lot
like South Dakota, only flatter. We make
our stop to replace our stuff lost in the Blow Job, then start east on hwy
10. It supposedly is a scenic highway,
but it looks a whole lot like I29 if you ask me.
Time to look
for a place to stay. Hmm… our GPS shows
a Golf/RV resort. Let’s go! We turn down the road, which turns to a dirt
road. I see miniature golf… not what I
see as a golf resort. We get to the RV
resort… it isn’t an RV park. It is a seasonal RV/mobile home spot, and the
gate is closed. And… there is no
turnaround. Ugh. Spouse had to turn down a dirt road, then
back up, and go forward, and back up without going in the ditch. It was very nerve wracking but he did
it. Whew…
The next
place… When we got to the entrance, it was wooded. I got out and walked the
quarter mile to make sure it was safe to come in. They didn’t have a spot for the night, but
they called another park, and made arrangements for us. Totally nice!
So off we go, following the GPS.
There are a
gazillion lakes in the area. Minnesota
is known as the land of 10,000 lakes.
And with their short summers, the entire state is spending Saturday
night at the lakes. We find our park,
and it is really quite nice. Then Spouse
realized that this is the same park he saw on a YouTube video that he wanted to
visit, but he didn’t know where it was!
FOUND IT! It is nice enough that
we might come back after visiting Lake Itasca.
Golf, biking… this just might
work.
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