Sunday was a very eventful day. Just like my dad and I planned, we went for a drive to Iowa. My dad wanted to see a unique geological feature in southwestern Minnesota, and the highest point in Iowa. I woke up a bit after seven in the morning, and we took off from there. My dad sat in the backseat of the van and I started driving. My dad first woke up when we were just outside the seven county metro area. I started talking to myself, saying things like, “seeing that kills me.”
Yes, seeing someone riding a bicycle in flip-flops or open-toe shoes/sandals makes me want to scream my head off. I don’t want to imagine what it feels like to stub your bare toes on pavement. Not to mention, I’m sure it hurts to no end if one of your toes were to get caught in the wheel spokes!
I was very tempted to go to a state park which is home to a maintained ghost town. (Oxymoron?) I like to buy the annual park pass/sticker at the beginning of the month so I don’t waste a month. I know I’ll end up getting one next month. Or the month after that, sometime this summer.
The road took us down to the Minnesota River valley. I was tempted to take some pictures, but I couldn’t find a place to pull over safely. Back up the hill we went. A semi truck almost killed the two of us when he went down the hill too fast. I understand that they take a long time to stop, but almost losing control of the truck is a different story. Right? I’ll ask Jameson. He should know!
The first stop we made was in a small town that isn’t labeled on the maps. It’s at the intersection of US 14 and US 71. This stop was for a gas fill up and potty break. When I went in the small gas station, there were a few locals who were sitting at the small tables inside eating lunch! I guess they carried the stereotype I have of farmers; they eat lunch early and know everybody in the town. Oh, the town even had a Dairy Queen! Leave it to a Minnesotan company to put Dairy Queens in every small town in Minnesota. I went kitty corner to the gas station to take a picture of a sign. One of the signs was this one that I am 100% certain wasn’t supposed to be put there. I have never seen a speed limit sign of 60 on a two-lane road. The MnDOT website even confirms this is wrong.
The second stop on the tour was in Walnut Grove. The city must have bought their water tower when it was on sale. It looked like a toothpick with a mushroom on the top, only big enough for Paul Bunyan. Then, I kept driving west. Supposedly there is a big geological feature between Walnut Grove and Tracy, but I couldn’t find it. How hard can it be to miss a “large eastward facing cliff.” We probably went through it and missed it because of all the trees. Afterwards, I drove south toward Slayton. I was looking for a memorial dedicated to twelve people who died in a two-car collision. I asked a local about it, they had no idea what I was talking about.
Then, I drove to Worthington. I was there only, what, three months ago? Oh, well. I took some pictures there. Three of them consisted of something I sent to notfoolinganybody.com and a “JCT 90” sign. Continuing south, I made it to the highest point in Iowa, Hawkeye Point. I seriously considered showing you the pictures, but this high point is so sad, I could find a better picture and fake it for you. Jameson and I should have gone there! He would have laughed at the sight and would still be laughing today. There are jokes going between my dad and I about the high point that probably don’t make a lot of sense.
Waste of your time? It was a waste of mine!
After Hawkeye Point, I went down random Iowa roads in search of abandoned buildings and ghost towns. I found one! I will be posting that picture in my photoblog sometime later this week. The last stop of the day was in Swea City, Iowa. My dad took a picture of the house he grew up in. It will be posted in my photoblog for the Photo Friday assignment. Other photos from the journey will be posted in the photoblog as well.
After reading this entry, you should know the following “key” things about me:
1. I like to drive. I like to waste gas. I like to go somewhere just to say I’ve been there.
2. I like signs. Our lives are ruled by signs every day and most of the time don’t realize it.
3. I like taking pictures of anything and everything, including pictures of bad storefront conversions.
4. I like ghost towns. I like things that “don’t exist anymore.” I like things that are just plain weird.