Docked in Moorhead City

We just took on 300 gallons of diesel, and scored at $1.69/gallon. Finally we catch a break! It is nice to be pulled in early for a change. We need food and supplies and Betsy needs a bath. The marina has a rental car for $10 for two hours. Unreal. I have been paying $20-30 per Uber one way previously and the grocery stores are never within walking distance.    

You guys know how fanatical I am about sun exposure (and just about everything else for that matter- no comments!). You simply cannot escape out here. I am covered from head to toe with full Gilligan, and yet am still working on my tan:

One day these hands will be disgustingly wrinkled and covered in actinic keratoses *shudders*. This is one of the things I love about motorcycling- I can get out and enjoy the beautiful weather with complete sun protection. Keep in mind I am no boss on a hog or squid on a gixxer (sorry Brandon), so I am riding in full gear with armor and a tinted visor. 

Starving. More later. Oh, we spotted a tank beached on the side of the ICW:

My view all morning... we motored out at 930. Traffic on the ICW was just nuts! There was more wake than calm water. Everyone, and I do mean everyone, was grinning from ear to ear! 

Buy a boat! Or, better yet, meet a friend with a boat. The bigger the better!