Minnesotterrrrrr

So after our vacation day in Shittyappolis we retreated to a rural camp sight about an hour outside the city. You should have seen the place! It was the most picturesque spot we've been at yet, and we got there while the sun was still up, a first for us.



We thought it was a bit odd that their was no real campsite area but we loved the view so much that we could have cared less.

We made our way down to the dock with a bottle of whiskey a liter of coca cola and a few mugs... We were in a beautiful location at a beautiful time of day with great people and conversation.


Yes that sign does say fish pie.

Hours later, long after the sun had set we were deep in conversation...




...when we noticed the menacing beam of a flashlight rapidly searching around the premises. Someone was clearly looking for the owners of the lone tent setup on the bank of the river. We made our way up the hill to find a very confused and inquisitive cop.

Cop: "are you aware that your tent it setup in an area not meant for camping?"
Us: "no sir" we did as we were taught, when dealing with the law. Always play dumb
Cop: "I'm going to need to see ID"


He then proceeded to radio over all our information using the phonetic alphabet. We were in sheer awe. It's sounded something like this: "ocean king echo foxtrot foxtrot echo foxtrot ocean sierra tango echo romeo"

We stood their wide eyed and dumbfounded. After we lifted our chins off the ground we began to ask how to say each of our names, which none of us can remember, thank gawd for the inter web... And 3G.

After running our information and only getting confirmation on two of us he proceeded,

Cop:"so I saw the bottle of whiskey and can smell alcohol on your breath can you drive to the proper campsite?"
Us: "no, we shouldn't drive"
Cop: "hmmmm... Well if you were in your home town would you drive?"
Us: "no, will you drive the car for us?"
Cop: "no"
Awkward silence...........................
Cop: "well uh....why don't you just follow me in your car slowly."
Us: "uhhh....really?"
Cop: "pack your tent up let's go"

After about 5 minutes of uncontrollable giggling and bumbling around trying to avoid completely deconstructing the tent Officer Felt re-emerged with a cigarette pinched between his teeth

"look, why don't you throw that thing on top of the car"

So obvioiusly we took this as taking the limp tent with the poles still in it an placing in on top of the car, over the Thule as wings for good ole Queen Bee. This wasn't going to work. So we than tried stuffing it in the back with all the doors open. Finally Officer Felt patiently offered the idea of simply carrying the tent to the next spot. So Keefe and Lil propped the droopy tent on their shoulders and began walking. Katharine and Molly started to drive very slowly behind the police car to the front desk.


A middle aged ginger haired woman with braces and a bad attitude greeted Katharine at the front desk.

K: "I'm so sorry we caused this trouble we really didn't realize we were in the wrong spot"
BraceFace: "You think you can traipse across the whole country sneaking into campgrounds without paying, huh??"
K: "um well we didnt even really realize-"
BraceFace spat: "That's a pretty dishonest way to travel across the country don't you think?"

So many questions after this interaction...how did brace face know? Why was she so mean? Did she just curse us? Do all camp ground owners have us flagged? Wait how did she even know we are on a cross country road trip?

So....we PAYED. For the first time at a camp sight thus far. Not bad though! We made it all the way to Minnesoterrrrr.

In the morning we decided it was definitely time to get out of the land of ten thousand lakes. We packed up and hauled ass for the border, the loving arms of South Dakota, and unknowingly the largest most terrifying lightning storm of all time.



As if Belvidere, South Dakota already doesn't have anything going for it, it is also apparently Zeus' shooting range.