Forests gave way to tree farms as I rode into Woodruff this morning. Northwoods Unitarian Universalist Fellowship has its own building -- which they paid off after 7 years and are planning to double in size -- and a congregation of about 60, but they only have services alternate weeks. This being an off week, we watched a video and discussed it.
I planned to follow the Bearskin-Hiawatha State Trail south for the rest of the day. Just as I reached the trailhead, I turned a sharp corner and must have hit a bump or something, because the trailer tipped over and slid sideways. The trailer hitch twisted its hose clamps around and went right through the spokes of my rear wheel! It took 15 minutes and three people to get it extricated. Fortunately there was a bike shop nearby, and the spokes were straightened out in short order. I put the hitch back on with new hose clamps, and away I went.
The trail was surprisingly quiet on this beautiful Father's Day... I guess there weren't many fathers who wanted to bike or walk on their day.
The first campground I tried in Haefford Junction had recently reverted to a soybean field, but less than a mile away I found another that wasn't on my map. It's a run-down place, but it meets my needs. My neighbor is a truck driver spending the weekend with his two sons, having divorced their mother. He says his daily life is a lot like mine, since he has a full kitchen in his truck cab and often takes detours to sightsee!