Paul spent most of the day in Nancy and Bill Nix’s bunkhouse watching movies as severe storms kept him off the road. With black skies, thunder, strong headwinds, and predicted hail between quarter inch to golf ball size, Paul made a wise decision to let the elements pass before hitting the road again tomorrow. He was stung by a bee in the back of the neck using the outhouse in the middle of the night – so the insects continue to be a problem! Paul related that Bill is quite a sportsman, having killed a grizzly with a bow – it is stuffed and on display at Cabellas. I encouraged him to invite Bill to Cincinnati to take out some of our deer! He really appreciates all the kindness and hospitality of Nancy and Bill these last couple of days.
We talked longer this evening and Paul said that he met several people yesterday in Rugby, ND (15 miles west of the Nix home) where he had stopped at the monument marking the geographic center of North America. When one of them asked him what would possess him to be making this trip, Paul’s tongue in cheek answer: “I was dropped on my head as a child.” Hmmmmmm. Ann