I am only on day three of my Great Mississippi River Road trip to St Louis. I made a planned detour off the Great River Road to the west, hopefully to end my fishing season with a trout at Whitewater State Park. I started of my fishing season this year with a catch of my first every rainbow trout. Landing one at the end of the season would just be a perfect way to end my season.
I really don’t try to be strange or to have strange things happen around me. I really don’t scare easy either. Although, the universe sometimes has other plans for me and thus the Hummm file continues.
So when I pulled into Wabasha, Minnesota from two days of travel smell and road dust on me I am sure I did not look like a sit behind a desk travel blogger. In fact, I am sure I felt and acted like I did when I emerged out of the BWCA three years ago. All I wanted was a shower and a good meal!
On day two I had already filled my day along the road, yet it was still early, only mid morning. It was 10:30 am Sunday when I headed out of Afton State Park . I continued my trip along the West side of the St Croix River. I knew that the St Croix linked with the Mississippi River around Hastings, Minnesota. I had been there earlier in the Spring and had marked my map on the route I would take.
As I started day two of my Great River Road trip I woke to a mist and the sun peaking over the horizon. I put on my coffee and started the repacking of the car.