We clearly enjoyed the hospitality of the Episcopal Church in Little Falls, because we didn’t roll out of town until 8:30 this morning. Even though we had a slow start, we had smooth sailing until snack and arrived in Ramey in good time. We enjoyed some great snacks, courtesy of Pete and Joys Bakery in Little Falls, who donated three huge boxes of assorted delicious things (including Maple Sticks!! The Quest continues!!!) Soon after that, though, we had our first drama of the day. I was jammin’ to some sweet tunes, (I know… I shouldn’t be doing that. But sometimes I just get too bored to resist) when suddenly, my bike slid off of the shoulder and flew out from under me. I skidded across the road and came to a stop in the grass next to the road. I gotta say, it was pretty scary. I’m actually fine; I came out with only a scraped up leg and a ripped bike glove. The thing I’m most upset about is that the scrape ruined my leg tan, and now I have to buy some new bike gloves. We spent the rest of the day enjoying the beautiful Minnesota day (no rain in Minnesota so far!) and making our way to Cambridge. We ran into a small issue with our route, but only had to add a few miles to fix the problem.
The highlight of my day was definitely watching the boys attempt to set up their tent without the assistance of the girls. Every time we camp, the boys pretend to set up their tent while the girls do theirs. After a little while of watching them struggle, we finally give in and end up setting up their tent for them, or, as they like to say, “help them”. As Gwen and I sat in the grass, soaking up our glory, we decided that we just weren’t going to help the boys today. Parker and Renzo struggled with their tent, trying to untangle the assorted poles and cords. They spent about half an hour attaching and re-attaching, staking an un-staking, and asking each other, “Dude, are you sure you did that right?” Gwen and I just sat there laughing, until finally Renzo said, “You know what? Screw it. I’m sleeping under the stars!” That’s when I finally gave in, and five minutes later, their tent was constructed.
Not much else going on around here. We only have 70 miles tomorrow to get to Stillwater, which should go by very quickly. Sarah and I made a plan to get up really early and “drill sergeant style” get on the road by 7:30. Sunday is going to be a rest day, so we want to get there early and begin our well-earned (and sorely needed) rest.
See you in Stillwater!
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