We would be passing through Minot, the fourth largest city in North Dakota (whoopee!) nineteen miles northeast from Velva. We stopped at Walmart for a few items then proceeded downtown to a bookstore. It turned out to be primarily a new books store and had only a small corner devoted to used books. I was able to drop off a hardback for them and then got into a nice conversation with one of the women working there. She was interested in our lifestyle and was in the process of restoring a vintage tear drop trailer with plans to hit the road someday. I come to find out she was from the very same town as I back in California. Wow, what are the chances? We got off on talking about the wildfires there and I never did find out how she wound up in North Dakota. She did say though that she’s had enough of their winters and wanted out. I left her with information on a site she could learn more about solo female nomads and gave her my blog address too. I told her my name and her name was the same as the main character in one of the books I was currently reading. Okay, this was getting too weird. I stepped out from the Twilight Zone and went back to the RV parked on a side street.
Our next place we could stay was two or three days travel away. I had nothing in between. We’d do with what we could find until then. After a lunch in Pioneer’s Park along the way were tooling along the highway when one of these camp signs appeared. I turned off for the small town of Carpio.
They had a city park with camping that was not listed among any of my sources. What a great surprise. Look at all that wonderful shade.