A new state: Minnesota. Yesterday was our first day of cycling in heat and humidity. The kids wanted to know why the trees looked out of focus. It's hard to explain how water in the air creates haze to a kid who has seldom experienced it. Last night was also our first try at stopping mid-day for some fun at a waterpark in Grand Forks and then riding again in the evening. The cooler air was easier to ride in, but bugs up the nose and in the eyes were the price. When I had had enough of biting flies, I told Dan, "What, it's not enough that we have to suffer on the bikes, now we have to suffer with flies?" In his customary voice of wisdom he said, "We don't even know what suffering is."
Today, we have a short 40ish mile ride, so are taking our time at breakfast and planning to see the world's largest shamrock outside an Irish pub here in Crookston. We love visiting these "world's largest ball of twine" types of kitschy roadside wonders. We are easily amused.
To the rough list of Items to Take, I forgot to add SPF 30 lip balm. Picture sunburned lips and french fries. Also, this was just my list of stuff. Dan's list included the fluffy optional items like bikes, patch kits, spare tubes, spokes and pumps.