While I was working, the home security alarm went off advising us that there was a weather alert. Jan had never seen this happen before but it was a good feature when data was off on the phones. Environment Canada advised that funnel clouds and land spouts (like water spouts without the water) were possible. While not usually dangerous, it was possible for one to turn into a real tornado.
It was a grey,cold morning and, for the first time since leaving home, I put on long pants. Sandy and Jan went out to pull some weeds until it started to spit rain.
Next, we drove 15 miles through on-again off-again rain to a crossroads calling itself the town of Wadena. The Wadena Bakery and Coffee Nook was renowned throughout the province and beyond for their Boston Cream creations. They had the usual chocolate topped cream filled treats but also had salted caramel topped ones as well. Jan was less adventurous and stuck with the chocolate while Sandy and I (even though I was not supposed to) had caramel. This was absolutely the best filled pastry I had ever had. They were so good that I bought a dozen to go.
Out on the street, we saw some flat beds hauling heavy equipment through town. The first guy was using his Jake brake and then, just to be sure we noticed him, gave a couple of blasts on his air horns.
Getting back to Jan's just after 4:00 PM, I buckled down and did some more blog work. When I finished before supper, all that was left to do was to write the story of our travels yesterday. After sorting more photos, I was reminded of the line from the Jimmy Buffet song Cliches: