The Last Leg to MN

Our plan was to get to my parents’ farm in MN before any significant snow fell, and we did it. Our last leg was about 430 miles.

There’s really nothing like a fall sunset on the farm with the vast fields and the glow of the sky.

There is a sense of relief that washes over you as a new RVer when you land in the place where you know you’re gonna hang your hat for awhile. For us, that is my parents’ farm in southern MN. I started getting that feeling when I hit the border between Wisconsin and Minnesota, crossing that beautiful stretch of I-90 over and next to the Mississippi River. Warm fuzzies all the way to my toes. I told Estella and Arthur that we were getting close; Estella was excited. I think, if Arthur could’ve, he would’ve given me a double middle finger salute.

What to Expect in MN: Late November Edition

It’s really hard to say what it’ll be like in Southern MN. Growing up, we had amazing snow storms and many snow-laden Thanksgivings and Christmases, but as the years went by and the climate did its thing, it’s become more mild – windy but mild. I was expecting a few flurries and cold temps (definitely below freezing), so I left the camper winterized.

One of the benefits of their farm is this giant enclosed pole barn where I parked for a few weeks. And, if your dad is handy, and luckily mine is, you have a convenient place to plug in your 30 amp camper and an enclosed workshop behind it.

The Mishap when Motoring to MN

A reminder of the Mishap Scale >>> (🍫 = minor; 🍫🍫 = ordinary; 🍫🍫🍫 = embarrassing; 🍫🍫🍫🍫 = terrible; 🍫🍫🍫🍫🍫 = not enough chocolate in the RV to recover)

• So, it was near the Wisconsin Dells when I looked back and noticed that I lost a drawer. One of the things that I love about this RV model is the bank of storage on the wall across from the kitchen area. I’m not sure when it happened, but the drawer was off one rail completely and hanging off the other. This would’ve been a five-chocolate situation if I wasn’t headed to the farm and my dad’s skills to fix it. 🍫🍫🍫🍫

Disaster. Unmentionables everywhere.

The Schedule

Not only did I grow up in MN, I lived, worked, and played there until I was in my mid-30s, so there’s always a lot of catching up to do when I go back, and I never have enough time. After driving 1700+ miles, the 2.5 hour drive to Minneapolis doesn’t seem that far, so I had a couple trips up there on my schedule. My POD was getting delivered from PA while I was in MN, so I had to meet the movers and get my stuff loaded into a storage unit in Mankato. We also celebrated Thanksgiving and visited with my cousins in Iowa.

I also scheduled some maintenance for the RV, which I’ll share in my next post.