Where else can you see the bed where Lawrence Welk was born, not to mention Wally, the world’s largest walleye?

It’s actually a fun place to ride for a while. Lots of nothing with very little traffic in many places. One morning we rode 10 miles on I-94. Got passed by maybe six vehicles. You know you’re finally coming to a town when you see a cluster of trees and possibly a water tower off in the distance. The sunflower and canola fields are beautiful. We were told that when the flax fields are in bloom they often look like lakes rippling in the breeze.

Life was rough there early on. Older cemeteries had a good number of graves of children who had died very, very young.

But it’s not for those who fear headwinds. During a week long supported tour in 2006 it took the GF and I an hour to cover 9 miles of moderately rolling terrain riding road bikes. I remember hitting only 12 mph going down hill in a tuck. While at the next rest stop, the SAG bus pulled up. It was full of riders who had succumbed to that 18 mile stretch.