Getting Lost All Over

We began the day in Minot, where we posted the previous day's blog from. We found out later in the day that it's pronounced so that it rhymes with 'why not' as in 'why not Minot?' This leads us to believe that no one in North Dakoda pronounces French words correctly, which means that 'Des Lacs Lake' is hilarious to anyone from Canada (as was Rue Avenue)
We packed up our campsite, which in the daylight was not the greatest.  It was also not the worst, but it was close to a busy road AND a railroad, both of which made noise all night long.  It would be fine in an RV, which is clearly what the site is designed around.

You might notice Daniel looking a little grungier than usual.  It turns out that driving all day then sleeping is not condusive to good hygene.

We took off, and were struck by how beautiful the sky looked:

The countryside in North Dakoda, in case you were wondering, is still flat

But, they do have some sweet sunflowers (we saw tonnes and tonnes of them)

Eventually, we  noticed that the sunburst above was being caused by an enormous storm system, which we spent the rest of the day running away from.  It looked big and mean and scary (like your mom)

Also, Darcy saw a UFO in it (the truth is out there, where 'there' is defined as North Dakoda),
So, then we drove and drove through no fewer than three states and two state capitals, including the hellhole that is Minneapolis.  We're sure it's a beautiful city, but we hit it at rush hour AND there was construction all up on it.

Here are some more pictures of us driving (you think YOU'RE sick of it...).  Eventually the praries of North Dakoda gave way to some hilliness of Minnestoa and on to the treed expanses of Wisconsin.  Also we drove through Fargo, which we were very excited about, although we did not see any woodchippers.

Our eventual goal was Madison, Wisconsin, but it turns out that driving down the interstate in the pitch black is not much fun.  Since we crossed into the states we have seen more roadkill than we had ever believed possible.  At least one animal every 50 miles or so, including deer, racoons, skunks and porcupines.  It's sad every time we see it, and we wonder why it's happening.

We ended up getting a motel in a place called Black River Falls.  We assume there is a river that falls somewhere, but everything around here is pretty dark (being as it's night and all) so we'll have to guess it's black.

We were aiming to make it to Madison, Wisconsin tonight, but we had not counted on getting lost over and over again every time we tried to leave the highway.  Never once did we successfully find what we were looking for.  Even this hotel was a struggle to find, although it was dark so that's excusable.  But we took a wrong turn in Minot, Jamestown, Menomonie and Eau Clare, which put is significantly behind schedule, as it is a challenge to navigate cities to which you do not have a map.

Anyways, have a joke: inspired by Jamestown, home of the world's largest buffalo (or so they say).  "What did the daddy buffalo to his son when he left home?  Bison"

LOL!!!

Until next time,

- The McCules