Oh, you betcha. I’ve been practicing my Minnesota accent for days.Trev said he was going to leave me on the side of the road if I didn’t stop using it. Hahaha. Oh geez, you betcha, don’tcha know, and Minnesooda. I can’t stop myself. It’s too fun. Of course, I get comments about my southern accent all the time so I don’t feel too bad.
In both the Dakotas, we drove almost the entire width of the state straight across but Minnesota is more of a diagonal northwest to southeast kind of drive.
I told the boys to make funny faces and this is what I got. Ha!
And yes, we are heading back east before we head back out west again. I promise there is a method to the madness. I can’t believe it’s only been three weeks and we’ve covered over 3,000 miles of this great nation and been through thirteen states. And yet, still so much to see.
Minnesota has lots more water, it’s not called the land of 10,000 lakes for nothing. Still mostly flat and farms but more small hills and trees than the Dakotas. There are also more dairy farms. The people here have been very friendly.
We’ve been doing a lot of ranger programs and museums so Minnesota is more about Americana. So we have some silly stops in this state.
First up Darwin to see the largest ball of twine made by a single person. This distinction is import because I originally had Cawker City, KS marked as the biggest ball of twine. You know the songs for each state thing I’ve been doing? Well, this time I found a Weird Al Yankovic song about Minnesota and the biggest ball of twine. So I was like – wait a minute!?!? When in doubt use THE Google, right? Apparently, Kansas has the largest ball of twine made by a community. The Minnesota one was made by one man who worked fours hours a day for 29 years making this ball. It weighs 17,400 pounds and is over 40 feet in diameter. I’m telling you this because when you see my stinking pictures you won’t be impressed. So I’m giving you the impressive stats now. The ball was put in the Guinness Book of World Records in 1991. It is in an enclosed gazebo and the glare is terrible so the pictures stink.
Mason is like me he never knows how to pose for a picture. Tuck, on the other hand, always comes up with something. Oh and above, Mason is signing the guest book; not stealing their mail. 🙂
I think Trev was more excited about seeing the farmer than the boys. I’m amazed at all the work that goes in to producing our food. It’s a lot of work most of us take for granted.
Next up….Ho, Ho, Ho, Green Giant!
We don’t have TV so we had to YouTube a Green Giant commercial for the boys. They had now idea who he was. I feel like a failure as a parent…well…kinda….but not really.
Then…..wait for it…..there…. the Spam Museum.
If you ever find yourself in Blue Earth, MInnesota, this place is a fun stop, especially if you have kids or a fun-loving hubby.
I have never given my kids SPAM…again kind of feel bad but not really. Mason was a big fan. He was begging to buy it in the gift shop.
Tuck turned his nose and wouldn’t even try it. Who here is shocked? No one. Us neither. This picture was as close as he wanted to be to it.
It’s very interactive so Tuck was excited and it had a play area so then he was super excited. They gave out free samples so Mason was super excited about trying different flavors. He tried original, teriyaki, and cheese and loved them all. Do any of you know a good pediatric cardiologist? All this and it was free so mom and dad were happy. All in all a good morning.
We finished up with a picnic and headed for a state known for cheese and football. Hummmm???