Day 17 – Took a rest at another tacky tourist spot in South Dakota known as Corn Palace. I actually had a refrigerator magnet that my sister brought me years ago. Now, I can actually claim to have seen the palace. Strange as it sounds, it is a tribute to corn, and also a small/medium concert venue for country western acts. Crossed the border into Minnesota, my 49th state (Number 50, Alaska, will have to wait for a future trip). The campground for the night was one of the strangest, and worst of the trip. Our tent site was right next to a fish gutting facility and the flies were terrible. Took the kayak out in the local pond and the flies came along for the ride

🙂 I discovered that flip-flops are extremely effective fly swatters.


