Day 65

Day 65 Afton to Menominee
Not wanting to get in trouble by the park staff, we rose early and got packed. Looking to out to the East, we gazed upon the trees of Wisconsin across the St. Crouix river. Our sixth state was only 20 miles away. We climbed out of the park and headed to the nearest town, Afton, a small river town. A small cafe called to us, and we made our first stop for food. Large breakfast burritos surrounded the table, for a couple of minutes...Procrastinating once again, we charged our electronics and decided to head the river for a quick look. A nice ride down a bike trail brought us to the St. Croix river. A dark murky brown river that was not at all appealing to swim in separated us from Minnesota to Wisconsin. We headed north, where we would cross the river into "America's Dairy" land. The 10 miles to the bridge followed the river on a bike path and kept us from the heavy traffic, no shoulder, two lane road that we would have to take if the trail was absent. After a couple wrong turns and U-turns we finally crossed the bridge and were on Wisconsin land! The bike path disappeared after a couple of miles and we were soon on country roads. The further east we headed the greener the scenery became, trees spotted the hills in the distance. Hills!! we never thought we would be happy to say that, but the monotone terrain of the North Dakota and Minnesota flats had driven us bored to many times. Finally we were sweating and panting up hills and free to coast down them, a nice change. Today's total climbing is around 4000 feet over a span of around 50 miles. Halfway on the ride we noticed that we may have been attacking the hills a little to hard, as Evan and Beaus knees started to bother them, hindering their speed and comfortability. We finally rolled into Menominee, a McDonald's sat right on the edge of town, without really thinking about it we found ourselves riding into the parking lot and dismounting our bikes. 20 burgers and five large fries later we sat slipping in and out of a food induced coma. Summoning the last of our energy we headed out for the two miles into camp. The city park allowed camping and were happy to see a disk golf course at the park. Throwing our disks intill dark, we said our good nights as we couldn't see where we were aiming.