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== Expedition ==
 
== Expedition ==
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I managed to get away from work at 11:15, and headed basically due east. Google had me jog over to another road at one point, and when I got there I saw why. The road continued, but it went from country highway to small gravel road on the other side of the intersection.
  
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I was to find out that this was common.
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Eventually I found myself on 185th, which led almost directly to 500m away from the hashpoint, which was on the other side of a lake. 185th also turned to gravel, but this time a wide gravel road. Onward.
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The road ended at a T-intersection with Ravenna, the hashpoint straight ahead, and google maps indicating parkland. What I saw was more fenced off farmland.
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I went left (north) on Ravenna, and saw more farmland. Not just a single owner, either, who I could have asked permission; this was several different owners, and as I hadn't brought a printout of the google maps satellite view showing Ravenna and the lake, I couldn't ask some random person who owned the land the hashpoint was on.
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I turned around and went south on Ravenna, and saw more farmland, then what looked like fairly unmodified land, but still fenced. Then I saw the most discouraging sign of all, and I had a guess as to who might own the treed and unimproved land on the other side of the lake.
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I turned around again, and decided I was going to embark on the second part of today's journey: find and view the Mississippi River.
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I followed Ravenna north again, with a memory and no printed maps of the river also going north. It was only noon; I had a picnic lunch in the back seat and more than four hours of daylight to burn in a rental car that my employer was paying for.
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I found (in addition to lots of farms, which weren't so much found as ubiquitous) a river access that was a parking lot and a boat launch, with fenced private property on either side; the [http://www.carpenternaturecenter.org/ Carpenter St. Croix Valley Nature Centre], which overlooks the St. Croix river and not the Mississippi but whose staff kindly sketched a map for me to show me where to find a good spot to stop and see the Mississippi; and the aforementioned spot to stop and see the Mississippi, where it meets the St. Croix.
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I ate my lunch on one of the lookout points in the nature centre's trail system, and enjoyed the view, and bought a few local varieties of apples that I had never heard of before from their orchard. Then I drove to the Mississippi view and sat on a park bench in the wonderfully warm sunshine and relaxed and wrote a bit more of my novel and took a picture of the beautiful sunny day to send to Vancouver, where it is rainy and miserable.
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Then, because I didn't have a map and only realized I was actually in Wisconsin, not Minnesota, because the sign explaining the significance of this historic steamboat launch said so, I decided to retrace most of my route to get back to my hotel, so I didn't get trapped in Minneapolis/St. Paul highway interchange mazes. It mostly worked, although I took a parallel road a bit further north, and ended up facing another highway-becoming-dirt-road intersection.
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PS: Minnesota - thank you for numbering your country roads in order, across multiple communities. Once I got up to the hundreds, I knew I could safely turn west and miss the big city, because I am staying in the 150-ish region :-)
  
 
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Revision as of 01:09, 9 November 2009

Sun 8 Nov 2009 in 44,-92:
44.6808936, -92.7485891
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Location

In a park near the Mississippi river.

Participants

Plans

I intend to get away from work noonish then drive over and explore the park and see the Mississippi river, since I've never seen it before.

Expedition

I managed to get away from work at 11:15, and headed basically due east. Google had me jog over to another road at one point, and when I got there I saw why. The road continued, but it went from country highway to small gravel road on the other side of the intersection.

I was to find out that this was common.

Eventually I found myself on 185th, which led almost directly to 500m away from the hashpoint, which was on the other side of a lake. 185th also turned to gravel, but this time a wide gravel road. Onward.

The road ended at a T-intersection with Ravenna, the hashpoint straight ahead, and google maps indicating parkland. What I saw was more fenced off farmland.

I went left (north) on Ravenna, and saw more farmland. Not just a single owner, either, who I could have asked permission; this was several different owners, and as I hadn't brought a printout of the google maps satellite view showing Ravenna and the lake, I couldn't ask some random person who owned the land the hashpoint was on.

2009-11-08 44 -92 private-club.jpg

I turned around and went south on Ravenna, and saw more farmland, then what looked like fairly unmodified land, but still fenced. Then I saw the most discouraging sign of all, and I had a guess as to who might own the treed and unimproved land on the other side of the lake.

I turned around again, and decided I was going to embark on the second part of today's journey: find and view the Mississippi River.

I followed Ravenna north again, with a memory and no printed maps of the river also going north. It was only noon; I had a picnic lunch in the back seat and more than four hours of daylight to burn in a rental car that my employer was paying for.

I found (in addition to lots of farms, which weren't so much found as ubiquitous) a river access that was a parking lot and a boat launch, with fenced private property on either side; the Carpenter St. Croix Valley Nature Centre, which overlooks the St. Croix river and not the Mississippi but whose staff kindly sketched a map for me to show me where to find a good spot to stop and see the Mississippi; and the aforementioned spot to stop and see the Mississippi, where it meets the St. Croix.

I ate my lunch on one of the lookout points in the nature centre's trail system, and enjoyed the view, and bought a few local varieties of apples that I had never heard of before from their orchard. Then I drove to the Mississippi view and sat on a park bench in the wonderfully warm sunshine and relaxed and wrote a bit more of my novel and took a picture of the beautiful sunny day to send to Vancouver, where it is rainy and miserable.

Then, because I didn't have a map and only realized I was actually in Wisconsin, not Minnesota, because the sign explaining the significance of this historic steamboat launch said so, I decided to retrace most of my route to get back to my hotel, so I didn't get trapped in Minneapolis/St. Paul highway interchange mazes. It mostly worked, although I took a parallel road a bit further north, and ended up facing another highway-becoming-dirt-road intersection.

PS: Minnesota - thank you for numbering your country roads in order, across multiple communities. Once I got up to the hundreds, I knew I could safely turn west and miss the big city, because I am staying in the 150-ish region :-)

Photos