Our day at Charles Lindbergh State Park ended up being a
quiet one, with much time spent inside, out of the clouds of mosquitoes. Dan used the time to get better acquainted
with his GPS unit, while I made pasta salad for the upcoming days’ luncheons
and vacuumed the RV to get out some of the mud and dirt of the past week. We ventured out for a 30-minute walk along
some of the trails, well-covered in insect repellent, which did some good but
was not totally effective.
Ranger acted strange all day, trembling and panting as if a
thunderstorm was imminent, which was not at all the case on a beautiful sunny
day. There was some sort of festival
going on in the town of Little Falls, from which we occasionally heard loud
booms, so maybe that was what was bothering him. He seemed exhausted by the end of the day.
Our next-door neighbors in this park were a young couple
with this unusual rig. It is a
combination camping trailer/ice house, so in the Minnesota winters they pull it
out on the ice to fish. It is
beautifully finished off inside, with much insulation and wood paneling. They said that they always spend their New
Year’s Eves fishing, and last winter at one point, they were out in -40
degrees, fishing (and were quite snug in their little hut)!
We are officially west of the Mississippi now, though just
barely as the “mighty Mississippi” flows through the town of Little Falls,
where we’re camping. Next stop: North
Dakota. I hope we leave the mosquitoes
behind.
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