Howard Johnson Inn - West Fargo
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Business Services
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We left Alexandria, MN on Thursday morning, Sept. 4 but I have to tell you the end of the story about the clothes dryer. While trying to clear the ductwork filled with lint it was discovered that the hose going into the floor to the ductwork had become detached and lint had been blowing in the space between the laundry room floor and the basement ceiling. Yikes! No way to tell how long that had been going on and Bob and Jodi were very fortunate not to have had a house fire because of ...
290 miles later a bout 40 miles west of Fargo ND good going the Mouse and his tail are doing well. The Huterites came over to visit. Wasn't sure if they wanted more moonshine or the women Stopped at the city History center and met Bill and Liane. Who brought us to the city park. You just can't beat people like ...
... Dakota, a man named Frank asked me about my tour and the direction I was going. We broke out the maps and he proceeded to point out the best roads to travel for my next 10 days. Had Frank not approached me, I was just about to head out the door and go straight east into '100 miles of nothing' as he called it. I only had enough water on my bike to do about half that distance..
I also have been given free meals, free stays at campgrounds, free repairs at ...
... brother lived first in MN. We ate on the beach and the kids splashed around a bit. Now we are on our way to Fargo, North Dakota. Ya know. We just stopped for a bathroom run next to a neat picture spot with a big buffalo, a teepee and a little log cabinny thing. Ended up being the site of one of the continental divides where, basically, the water on the continent flows one way to one body of water and the other way to another body of ...
... turtles, deer, squirrels, butterflies – I saw them all in their state of demise along the roadsides. Sometimes I biked around their decayed carcasses.
But even more abundant is road LIFE, especially if one chooses to look for the wonders unseen through a fast-moving car window. Often I dismounted and set the kickstand of my bike to shimmy down a steep ditch and marvel at some tiny, hidden flower patch covered by tall grass. When ...