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Monday night’s middle of the night storm drama culminated with the alert siren blaring overhead at deafening volume to warn us about the weather blasting our tents at the moment.

I checked the radar and chose to stay put until morning, along with maybe ten other brave (or stupid) folks. We lucked out and survived unscathed.

Regarding the bugs I was fretting about earlier, it turns out dragonflies have been the most hazardous as we roll along the trails. Impacts to the arms, face, and bike wheels and frame are occurring at a particularly high rate.

My sunglasses have saved my eyes several times.

Yesterday morning we had to do additional dodging of trees that the storms had knocked over.

We made it to Bemidji and camped in the county fairgrounds where temperatures were far cooler than the previous two days.

Today, we ride to Park Rapids, leaving Bemidji much sooner than the town really deserves.

Shoutout of “Happy Birthday!” to my daughter, Elysa today!! I love you, E!

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