Today we went off the Adventure Cycling route and headed north on road 241. We're on our way to Canada. The terrain was hillier, more desolate, with a side-wind which turned into a headwind, and then it began to rain. We were fairly miserable by the time we reached Turner.
Our first stop was the post office to buy a few postcard stamps (in Canada, mailing a postcard to the USA cost almost 4 times as much). I casually asked the postmistress if there was a motel in town. No, but she could call Connie who rents rooms in a house she owns in town. Known as Connie's Place or the Turner Palace, we rented a room with access to a bathroom for $25. It was rustic (a generous term) and clean. There was a little television with 125 channels, but only 4 of them came in and poorly at that. None of this mattered, we were warm and dry.