To All:
This morning we left Hallock at 6:00am. We truckers left a bit later and the Mayor visited us. We got to talking about the area and I mentioned that our Mom's farm was still operative. Guess what? He knew Philip Schiller. That's three times our family was know to stangers.
We then struck out for Rolla, ND with a lunch stop in Langdon. The prairre was white to the horizons with heavy snow. I never remembered what it looked like when we were kids. Our farm was in the woods. Actually, this time, I could appreciate the immensity of the "white out" conditions with little blotches representiing copse's of trees. How beautiful!
The sleds rode along side us almost all the way to Rolla. I'm inclined to believe there is a lot of "fighter pilot" exxageration with speeds of 45 mph which I clocked and not 75
mph. Seeing the guys riding with such spirit made me so envious to be with them in the "pack".
I've been spoiled. My fondest wish is to do at least a learning short ride.
Actually, I'm starting to enjoy the trip. We drivers like to horse around with each other and help each other at stress situations. We travel as a convoy and stop if anyone has a bad event.
Our motel here in Rolla is bare bones. Since this was Sunday, nothing was open for eating. The innkeeper brought in some help and put together a tasty supper for the whole bunch.
Tomorrow, we depart for Russel, Manitoba. We have heard of harrowing stories with Canadian customs who really screw over people with incredible searches of our baggage. Well, we shall see how it goes.
My closing observation is to again laud the incredible beauty of the prairre in the dead of winter. The expanse just takes your breath away and gives pause to consider what possible blizzards must be like in this area. All in all, I'm proud to be a "North Dakotan". The sledders were similurly impressed.
Stay tuned for tomorrow
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