Horace, North Dakota – St Joseph, Minnesota
200.59 Miles – 320.94 Kilometres
Total distance ridden 2323.38 Miles – 3717.41 Kilometres
No sooner had we settled and the sunset started to rise upon the lake, than did the nightmare begin. The national bird of Minnesota is the mosquito. They flew round the sky like albatrosses with chainsaws. They were huge, nasty things bent on doing as much damage as possible and sent us scurrying into our tent. Just before dusk, the sheriff came round and locked the toilets, which meant our bedtime pee involved blood.
The grass underneath us was beautifully soft, but above us sounded like a squadron of fighter jets. Sleep was flitting.
The morning was equally horrific. We were breakfast, for what felt like 10,000 flying insects. The two of us got dressed super quickly and tried hard not to take out our frustrations on each other as we packed the tent. The toilets were still locked, so we dashed to a gas station, to find that their bog was out of order. I suspect the mosquitoes and lack of loos were not in Sharon's waterside dreams.
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