Day 65
Lake City pride
May 30th, 2010
I'm walking across America.
That's the idea, at least. I'm walking westward from New York City for nine months or so. If everything goes according to plan, I'll be in Oregon when the clock runs out. If nothing goes according to plan, maybe I'll end up in Peru or Mongolia or Pennsylvania. You can read all about the details of my trip if you're so inclined.
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Nice to meet you today. I hope you enjoyed the strawberries and kiwi.
Barbara
Ha! I Googled it before I saw your hot link, and yep, it’s true! I was just about to post the very same link when I thought to check for it here. Thanks, Matt.
LMAO the birth place of water skiing? Who would have thought?
How did you get across the water from Wisconsin to Minnesota? After reading about your trek in the local newspaper I started at the beginning, read to today, and sent links to a sister and a friend. What’s your plan to cross Oregon?
My home town.. Lake City Minnesota.. I love that town, and I’m proud of that City!
In the early ’70’s, I attended the Aquatennial in Lake City. There was an incredible water skiing show with skiers doing pyramids, ramp jumps, and two guys skiing on barstools perched on plywood disks! There was a parade with floats. One float had a men’s club called The Vulcans on it. They saw my mom in the audience, wearing red hot pants and white go go boots, and kidnapped her, taking her up onto the float! My little brother cried. Dad kept laughing. I thought the nordic party animals were going to keep her, but they let her go.