Day 52 – Fargo, ND to Kindred, ND

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Day 52 – Fargo, ND to Kindred, ND – 27 miles

If ever a town was so aptly named! So glad to have made it here! The National Weather Service has issued a Wind Advisory both yesterday and today. This means sustained winds of at least 20 mph with gusts of 40 mph or more. The wind never died down overnight – we thought it might have but when we got up early this morning, it was still going. Unfortunately for us the winds are out of the WSW, so this meant a hefty headwind or crosswind all day. “Oh for UGH!” It wasn’t pretty and it wasn’t pleasant but we battled the wind for 27 miles today.

On one stretch of road, we encountered 4 separate pairs of Northern Tier riders heading eastbound. A few stopped to chat – one was a couple, Pete & Deb, from Anchorage, Alaska & they gave us some tips on the road ahead of us. Most of the rest of them smiled & waved as they sailed on by, enjoying the tailwinds. Whenever we stopped to rest, we set the drag brake on the tandem because it wanted to move eastward. As for ourselves, we staggered a bit just trying to stand next to the bike. So you can imagine how hard it was to move forward on the bike, let alone keep it going in a straight line. More difficult for Shawn was the sound of the wind howling in her ears. She resorted to wearing earplugs, which helped considerably!

When we arrived in Kindred, we knew there would be no accommodations – camping or motels – until the next town 30 miles down the road. We stopped for lunch and immediately scouted out where the churches are in this town. The United Methodist church was just a block & a half away, so we went right there. The door was unlocked so we went in, though there was nobody around. We found a copy of the most recent (yesterday’s) bulletin & the pastor’s number was in it, so we called him. We explained our situation & asked if we could spend the night. He was wonderful – said he was on vacation, but said that would be fine & said he’d call someone in town to let them know we’d be sleeping at the church. We were so very grateful & Shawn burst into tears (not the first ones of the day!) at finding refuge from the wind. So, here we sit, in the church vestibule, watching the trees do battle with the ferocious winds outside. Thank you Lord for this safe haven in Kindred!

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We saw a moose today!

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5 thoughts on “Day 52 – Fargo, ND to Kindred, ND

    Judy DeVries-Eppinga said:
    July 2, 2014 at 3:12 pm

    I follow your adventures every post. So grateful you were able to find refuge from the wind. Sustained wind can really wear you down. Hope you are able to get a well needed rest. Press on…….safe travels!

    Rod Sarbo said:
    July 2, 2014 at 10:29 pm

    My mother was born and raised in Walcott, ND which is about 10 miles from Kindred. She always talked about the winds in North Dakota. If you need a good expression of disgust to use around all the Norwegians in that area, just say uff-da.

      rathbike responded:
      July 2, 2014 at 10:34 pm

      We were just worried that the winds would ALWAYS blow that hard in ND! Thankfully they do not, we had a nice day today! Yes we use uffda now and then, you can even find it on a tee shirt!!

    Bill Pierce said:
    July 2, 2014 at 11:28 pm

    For sure the wind is your enemy when riding east to west on the Northern Plains. There’s almost nothing to block it apart from the rare windbreak around a farm building. More than half the battle is psychological. You’ve got to put your mind elsewhere. Ride 5 miles, stop and grab a quick drink and a bite of something good (unfortunately the towns can be 15 or more miles apart out there), and then get back on the bike. You’ve got a long way to go across ND and more than half of MT before the mountains. Pray that you live right and the wind moderates at least occasionally.

    Diane said:
    July 3, 2014 at 7:54 am

    Just remember… your worst day on the bike, pushing against headwinds, living your dream is better than your ‘best’ day in the offfice wishing you were on your bike!!!!

    Ride on my courageous friends!!!!

    P.S. I thought ‘oofda’ was a made up word that only existed in the land of Veggie Tales. Funny!

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