Nice Pictures and Priest

Like yesterday, pictures tell the story better than I can write it, except for the beginning and end.

At the beginning of the day, I enjoyed another conversation with my new friend, Mike.

Mike and I in the sunroom he built

He let me stay at his place last night, made a tasty pasta supper with lots of veggies, and did some laundry for me. This morning, he had breakfast waiting and drove me to a grocery store. I just met Mike, and he did all of this, for free I should add.

This evening, I was going to camp in Aitkin but was concerned about the unusually cold temperatures that night, around freezing. I bought some hand-warmers to stuff in my sleeping bag if, or when, the cold woke me up.

But while I cycled through Aitkin, I remembered something from 2018 when I cycled from Virginia to Oregon. On that ride, I cycled with a group, and we stayed in a lot of churches. I decided to stop by a church in Aitkin, St. James Church, and ask if I could stay the night. The office staff called the priest, and after a short while, they told me I could spend the night.

So now, I’m writing this from the warmth of a nice church, which I have to myself.

Here are the pictures from today.