We had lunch at the Medina Café prior to leaving for Linton. How do German sausage, sauerkraut, and knoephla sound? Sometimes I fear that this Lions travel blog is turning into a food blog. Sorry, can’t help it. In the afternoon we loafed along I-94, stopping at every little town between Medina and the Highway 83 exit. It’s enjoyable to see this aspect of the changing American landscape. Near Dawson we witnessed a Bald Eagle soaring high over us. The distinctive white tail and head were easy to discern in the bright sunlight.
With only ten miles to drive, we left the Linton motel for Strasburg at around 6:30 p.m. We had no trouble finding the meeting place–The Blue Room. With that name I was thinking we might run into the ghosts of Frank Sinatra or Sammy Davis Jr. We arrived early enough to participate in the club’s social hour. A cold bottle of beer was helpful in washing the “road dust” out of my throat. One of the first Lions we met was President Dan Roehrich. I was glad to see that Strasburg has its Lions paraphernalia front and center on the head table; there’s no doubt this group is Lions.
Readers may not know that Strasburg was the boyhood home of bandleader Lawrence Welk. As part of my remarks I mentioned that my late grandmother was a huge Welk fan and, with tongue in cheek, that she was looking down on me, standing that evening on “hallowed ground”.
During discussion of new business an idea surfaced to sponsor a fundraising spaghetti supper for the local fire department. There was thought that an event like this could also provide exposure to potential new members who work at the FD.
Next year Strasburg will have its first woman club president.
Both the short drive back to Linton that night and the long trek back to Grand Forks the next day were uneventful.
Medina to Linton: 89
Linton to Strasburg: 10.5
Strasburg to Linton: 10.5 (overnight)
Linton to Grand Forks: 284
Mileage for the visit: 394
Mileage for the week: 684
Mileage for the month: 684
Mileage for the year: 5,455