Yesterday Ross & Marge stayed in Clearwater, Minnesota and when they arrived the weather did seem to be changing as the humidity was high and the sky was becoming overcast as clouds moved in from west. Around 1700 small drops hit the windshield and the wind picked up. In less than an hour the rain came down in torrents and it was still pouring rain as they went to bed. By morning the rain had stopped and to Ross' surprise there no puddles and even the grass seemed to be almost dry. However, the wind was brutal and Ross knew it was going to be hard drive today.
They left Clearwater around 0900 and headed west to Fargo, North Dakota. The wind was out of the north and it made for a constant crosswind which was very tiring as Ross had to fight the wheel the entire 205 miles traveled to Casselton, North Dakota. Casselton is approximately 20 miles west of Fargo and it is the only town anywhere near Fargo with a campground that had water, sewer, and 50 amp electric.
There is a Flying J fuel station in Fargo, 1.5 miles south of I94 off of I29. This is the first Flying J that Ross has seen without a separate RV fuel island that equipped with the low flow automotive type fuel dispenser nozzle so Ross had to use the high flow nozzle used by the commercial trucks. The price for diesel was $3.89 cash price and $3.95 for those using a credit card unless you have a Flying J Frequent Fueler card which gives you $0.03 per gallon discount if you use a credit card.
The campground is affiliated with a motel and it is hardly the most picturesque facility. It is located adjacent to the motel and surrounded by green fields and a nearby grain silo facility. The wind has died down somewhat but as the women in the motel that handled the RV park registration said when Marge asked when will the wind stop, "This is North Dakota and the wind never stops."
Ross and Marge ate a late lunch, more correctly a Lunner, at the restaurant in the motel and they both had a turkey dinner and will simply have a salad at dinner time.
One observation that has not been mentioned in this Journal to date is the landscape which is green and obviously well watered. Every river, stream, lake, or pond that Ross & Marge have crossed or seen since leaving Oklahoma has been full with heavy flows in the rivers and streams and very little room at the banks of those bodies of waters before the waters will overflow their banks.
Tomorrow they will now head for Bismark, North Dakota.
Ross & Marge