Fargo is known as “The City of Parks” for good reason. The campground where we stayed is part of a huge green space with ballfields, picnic areas, and several miles of bike paths. About a mile from the campground, there is even a bike path over the Red River into Moorhead, Minnesota.
We're both re-discovering our bike legs, so Fargo was the perfect place to get pedaling. The paths are mostly flat with some gentle hills and (very importantly) no overcrowding. This is all very good for two out of shape 49-year-olds who are riding one-speed bikes! Scott snapped this photo in Moorhead on Saturday afternoon:
That bike ride turned out to be our last for awhile, because that day was when the heat wave hit. Prior to Saturday, we hadn't been using our A/C much, because we didn't really need it. So we were quite surprised when we turned it on and it blew a little lukewarm air, sputtered, and went out.
Fortunately the problem was not with our A/C unit. Whew! UNfortunately, there was a major problem with the campground's wiring. Everyone wanted their A/C on at the same time (go figure) but the system was just not equipped. We toughed it out for a couple more days -- Monday and Tuesday saw many fewer guests so we were actually able to cool things off reasonably well for most of the day. But by the end of Tuesday, we were finished dealing with the constant brownout conditions. Onward!
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