Did you think I forgot about my blog?
There's always a story. Haha.
There's always a story. Haha.
We left Hudson, WI Wednesday morning, traveling through Minnesota from Minneapolis/St. Paul to Valley City, North Dakota, arriving here around 5:30pm or so. We had reserved a campsite at a campground about 18 miles north of Valley City, along Lake Ashtabula. It's a fine park but so far out in the boondocks, we had a little trouble finding it. Poor signage, instructions, and an unhelpful GPS had us all over the place! We saw some pretty sites in the meantime but it was a little crazy. We did eventually find it, of course, set up the camper along the river, and watched a pretty sunset. Being so far out, the park has no phone service, TV or internet. Life is sure very different without those things. I guess it's probably good to experience, once in a while, how dependent we have become on them. Rick actually brought me into town today and I am currently sitting in a cute little park, writing this.
Anyway....Rick's sister, Gail, has lived in or around Valley City, almost her entire adult life. She raised her four children here and is just a delightful woman. We spent the entire day with her yesterday, laughing and talking. She's three years older than Rick but a spunky little gal. She said she had a sore throat yesterday from talking too much! She and Rick reminisced about their childhood days, their parents, and life in Wauwatosa. It's always good for the soul to remember the fun (or naughty) times from childhood. We left just so we could get home before dark. She was worried about all the deer and we were too. We saw a couple but they politely stayed on the side of the road.
Anyway....Rick's sister, Gail, has lived in or around Valley City, almost her entire adult life. She raised her four children here and is just a delightful woman. We spent the entire day with her yesterday, laughing and talking. She's three years older than Rick but a spunky little gal. She said she had a sore throat yesterday from talking too much! She and Rick reminisced about their childhood days, their parents, and life in Wauwatosa. It's always good for the soul to remember the fun (or naughty) times from childhood. We left just so we could get home before dark. She was worried about all the deer and we were too. We saw a couple but they politely stayed on the side of the road.
Happy trails
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