Our first disaster....
DeeDee left her makeup mirror in Wall, South Dakota...
The town of Canby has 3 places to eat, a pizza place, a pizza burger place and a Sports Bar burger place. Everyone recommends the Sports Bar, cuz they have 10 different kinds of burgers! We wander in to the Sports Bar called 'Heroes' It's a big warehouse kind on building, a big odd shaped black bar in the middle, tables here and there and a Bingo hall on one side. There are quite a few locals in the place, mostly drinking, some interesting characters. Amanda, the bartender comes over with menus and brings us our drinks, she is young and pleasant, and we wonder what anyone does in these parts. The 10 different kinds of burgers are, hamburger, cheeseburger, cheeseburger with lettuce, cheeseburger with bacon, cheeseburger with salsa, cheeseburger with ham and lettuce, cheeseburger with lettuce, mayo and onion, cheeseburger with Blue cheese, onion and cole slaw and the house specialty, hamburger with ground in bacon! There are, of course, no salads, not even tomatoes. There are a few other options, mostly fried. I order the Blue cheese burger and ask for the cole slaw on the side, and ask for it medium rare. Amanda tells me all the burgers come 'well done', state law she says. She'll ask the cook not to make it too well done. DeeDee has a grilled chicken sandwich, with lettuce. My burger comes, well done an DeeDee's chicken is pretty good. The people watching is better.
We eat and head outside, BOOM, a huge flash of lightning, then another and another. We look to the west and a daunting black line crosses the sky. We watch in awe as the lightning is continuous and the cloud as dark as any we have ever seen. It's moving fairly quickly to the north but creeping towards us as well. The lightning is amazing. The cloud is layered with rippled dark gray waves. I expect the twisted spout of a tornado to emerge. Suddenly the temperature drops twenty maybe thirty degrees with a little rain, then we hear crashes as the wind rips through. More noises as trash cans whip through the air. We head inside and watch from our hotel window. The rain is thrashing in every direction. The clod line is overhead, so I know we are just receiving a glancing blow from this beast, but not far away someone is getting clobbered. Just as quickly as it came, it was gone. The internet (as slow as it is) says the storm may produce heavy rain, damaging hail, 100 mph winds and possible tornado. Welcome to the midwest.
After searching for a while we find a room for Saturday night in a place called St. Croix Fall Wisconsin, a 4 or 5 hour drive. Hopefully we make it there before the weather does.
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