Date: June 24th, 2019
Miles Traveled: 27
Weather: Mostly cloudy. Cool.
- Woke up around 6:30AM, made (or rather, failed to make) some pancakes for breakfast, and left Big Woods Nerstrand State Park at approximately 8:00AM. Cooking flapjacks in a tall pot with a diameter no wider than your fist is difficult to say this least…
- Pedalled along a couple of rural roads and highways into the town of Fauribault, Wisconsin, a historic looking town with buildings from the 1800s.
- Followed Frank into a pawn shop in downtown Fauribault (because why not?) and met one of the creepiest dudes I’ve ever interacted with. Immediately upon entering the store, the dude, who was also named Frank, greeted us from across the store and quickly shuffled over to introduce himself. As we talked, I couldn’t help but notice how unbelievably sauve Frank was. He talked to us as if we were old friends he’d known for years. At first, Frank came across simply as a very unique character (sometimes you meet interesting people on the road, ya know?). The more we talked to Frank, however, the more alarms went off in our heads. Frank began to tell us his life story, completely unsolicited, and talked for maybe 10 minutes as Frank and I listened politely. Was this dude a con man? Part of the mafia? Money launderer? He kept mentioning how he “started on a shoestring”, was “making millions”, and how certain people of the town were out to get him and his pawn shop. It was weird. Anyways, Frank and I eventually got out of there, but not before the dude followed us outside and said a goodbye what seemed like three times over.
- Having left creepy Frank’s pawn shop, non-creepy Frank and I traveled 15 miles along a beautiful paved trail called the Sakatah Singing Hills State Trail before setting up camp at one of the lakeside hiker-biker campsites at Sakatah Lake State Park. There, we cooked up a dinner consisting of instant mashed potatoes and peanut butter, granola, and tortillas.