We rode about a mile off the road to get to the one town on the 65-mile route, and stopped at their little cafe for carrot cake (they didn't have pie).
We were soon out of the pothole area and back into grasslands and farmlands, with wide open vistas. Our campground by the Sheyenne River was billed as "primitive", but ended up being a lovely place with water and electricity.
Lonna has noticed that no matter what little road we are on, the UPS guy drives by. Today, as we were standing at a driveway in the middle of nowhere eating our snack, the UPS guy actually turned into that driveway. Lonna is getting suspicious.
There goes the UPS guy!